Siheyuan: The Ambition of Sanzang

Chapter 249 205. Car Donation
Sanzang thought for a while, and decided to tell Jingru the truth, "Daughter-in-law, in fact, Teacher Yan was right in one point just now. If the amount of money is small, the few of them may really be fine. Because strictly speaking, that Foreigners are cheating."

"Oh, what do you say?" Jingru became a little interested.

"The antique industry is an industry based on knowledge and eyesight. Buy high and buy low, buy real and buy fake, and there is no rule of return. If you make a profit, you are relying on your real skills. If you lose, you are not good at learning.

I guess that foreigner is also a beginner who just got into this business after hearing his friend make a fortune by picking up leaks. Generally, people who buy fakes don’t make a fuss. "

"This...isn't this continuing to deceive others?" Jingru was a little incredulous.

"It can also be said that this business is based on real materials. Don't pretend to know what you don't know. If you want to miss something, you will be deceived miserably in the end."

"Then the many things our family bought are not fake?"

"That's right, I bought them all from regular stores, and they were all authenticated by experts."

"That's fine."

"That foreigner is really stupid. If he continues to receive things like this, he will always receive the real ones. After ten years or so, he will send them out.

It was an idiot for him to directly bring the incident to the public security station, which meant that no one would do business with him anymore, and no one could guarantee that what he had was [-]% real.

Even in the future, our people will not trade with foreigners in private, and no one can guarantee that these friendly people will not be surprised.

In the future, they can only go to state-run stores to buy, which can be regarded as indirectly protecting the precious cultural relics from being leaked. In a sense, this foreigner has done a good deed. We have to give him a certificate of award, haha. "

"Then brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu and brothers Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang are too unjust?" Jingru was still a little soft-hearted.

"It's not wrong to say that they are wronged. Who told them to do things without using their brains, and caught a person to death, and the amount was so large. I reckon that someone is behind their backs, otherwise such a thing can be done. It’s too bad to be published in the newspaper.”

"Hey, if it really gets into the newspapers, will the four of them eat peanuts for five cents and go to the ground to listen to the grasshoppers as you said?"

"That's right, the gods are hard to save."

"Boss, green pepper shredded pork noodles are ready." He Daqing walked in at this time.

"Okay." Sanzang patted Jingru's jade hand lightly, "I'm off to eat noodles, please tidy up my suitcase, there are things I bought for you and the children in it."

"Eh!"

"Keke, you just came back from outside. Is your boss there?" Sanzang drove his car to the Jingzhao North Street Sheriff's Office after eating the noodles. After parking the car, he happened to meet Zhang Keke who was about to go out. .

"Hey, Third Uncle?! You should be there, I'll take you there right now."

"Little uncle?! You're here to look for me, right?" Sanzang and Zhang Keke happened to come out of the office when they met Stickong in the corridor.

"I'm going to find your director now, and I have something to talk to you in a while."

"Hey, I'll take you right away, I just got out of him."

"Third Uncle, then I'll be busy first." Zhang Keke said with a wink, not close to each other.

"No, let's go together, you are all my right-hand man." Sanzang quickly pressed his shoulder and said.

"Eh!"

"Director, this is my little uncle, who is now the deputy director of the library of Yandu University of International Business and Economics." Entering the director's office, Bang Geng introduced him first.

"Oh, hello, hello, I've heard of you for a long time!" The director quickly stood up and stretched out his right hand. He is the director of the department because of the location of the street, so he is highly assigned to the deputy department.

"Little uncle, this is Director Wan of our security station."

"Hello!" Seeing Director Wan's understanding, Sanzang immediately reached out his right hand and shook him.

"Sit down, sit down, please sit down! Keke, go and make a cup of tea for Curator Huang." Director Wan said enthusiastically, it's okay to be enthusiastic, and he also knows that there is such a great god in his jurisdiction.

"Eh!"

"Did you encounter any trouble? Just ask, we will definitely solve your problems, this is what we do." Director Wan felt that the opportunity to make friends with Sanzang had come.

"Thank you in advance for your kindness. I haven't encountered any trouble. I'm here today to solve your problems." Sanzang sat down and said with a smile.

"Oh? How do you say that?" The director was also a little confused.

"Let me tell you straight to the point, I think the best means of transportation in your public security station are a few dilapidated tricycles, which have seriously affected the efficiency of handling cases.

I'm going to donate two vans to your police station. Sanzang took the hot tea handed over by Zhang Keke, took a breath, and said calmly.

"Is that true?" Director Wan stood up in shock, the stool fell down, and he didn't feel it at all. Just two vans are worth a lot, and most people can't afford them.

In addition, a public security van can quickly dispatch a large number of police officers, enhance the efficiency of handling cases, and quickly improve his achievements.

"Not false."

"Where is the van now?"

"We should arrive at Haijin Port this evening or tomorrow morning."

"What does this mean?" Director Wan touched his head.

"It's still on the ship. I bought the imported car directly from Dongwa."

"This is really, this is really, I don't know how to thank you." Director Wan was incoherent with excitement, not knowing what to say,

He quickly walked out from behind the desk, tightly grasped Sanzang's hand with both hands, and kept saying, "Thank you! Thank you so much!"

Zhang Keke, who was standing next to Sanzang, looked at Stickong, and his eyes seemed to say: "Your little uncle is too good."

After receiving Zhang Keke's gaze, Bang Geng raised his chin triumphantly: "That's right! You only know it!"

"Okay, okay, Director Wan, please calm down! Calm down!" Sanzang patted Director Wan's arm lightly.

"Yes, yes, calm down."

"I'm going to Haijin Port to pick up the goods tomorrow morning. You need to send two drivers with me, otherwise I won't be able to get them back."

"Yes, yes, how do we go there tomorrow? Can I follow?"

"Tomorrow I will drive a small car, which can carry three people. It would be best if you can go with me." Sanzang is not a fool. Imported vans also have to pay 120% tariffs. The director knows.

"What time do you leave tomorrow morning?"

"At 7:[-] in the morning, you and the driver will wait for me at my door. Do you know where I live?"

"I know, I guess everyone in our office knows, haha."

"Okay, that's it, I still have things to do."

"Okay, I'll see you off."

"Director Wan, you go back." Sanzang got into his small car, rolled down the window, and waved to him.

"Hey! Go slowly, go slowly!"

Director Wan waited for Sanzang's car to leave the security station, looked at Zhang Keke and Bang Giao standing beside him, nodded with a smile, and patted their shoulders, "Not bad! Work hard!"

"Hey!" Both of them felt that their bones were crisp.

Director Wan returned to the office with brisk steps, quickly picked up the phone on the table and dialed it, and the call was connected quickly, "Director, it's me, Xiao Wan!"

"Oh, what's the matter?"

"Someone donated two imported vans to our institute."

"Hiss! Who is that man of God? Isn't it the one nicknamed 'Third Uncle' in your jurisdiction?"

"The chief sees it! It's him, and I've agreed to accept it. Isn't that a problem?"

"Did you find someone to do his ideological work? I can tell you, this is a violation of discipline!"

"No, absolutely not! He came to ask for a donation on his own initiative."

"That's all right, if that's the case, it's all right. Did he ask for anything else?"

"No, not a word."

"Oh, it's me who underestimated him. That's right, how can someone who doesn't care about $50 care about such a small amount of money."

"Then I'll take it?"

"Take it, take it! When you receive something, drive a car to our branch office."

"What?! Director... you are too dark!"

"Speak up, I can't hear you!"

"I said you are so wise!"

"Look, you can. I really thought I couldn't hear you. Now everyone is having a hard time. When the superiors allocate a car, I will give you a priority."

"Then we have to wait until the Year of the Monkey?"

"What did you say? Why is there no signal on the phone, I'll hang up first."

"Hey!"

　thank you very much!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)