Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 307 Wealth worth tens of billions
"Ring Ling..."

Han Chunming made a beautiful turn and stopped the bicycle in front of He Xiao.

The woman in the back seat jumped down.

Looking at He Xiao, she smiled and stretched out her hand, "Lu Fangfang, works in the cultural relic store."

"He Xiao, I'm still in school for the time being."

He Xiao stretched out his hand and shook it lightly.

He took a look at the woman, short hair, white shirt, white pants, with a smile on his face, he was a carefree person.

His mood also inexplicably improved.

"He Xiao, I know you. You and Chunming came to our store last month and bought a small bowl. You didn't know that after you left, those two foreigners were so angry that they scolded us. "

As Lu Fangfang spoke, she couldn't help laughing again.

"Ah bah, they are arrogant, the country shouldn't treat them so well."

He Xiao spat, and then said apologetically, "I'm really sorry for causing you to be scolded. After today's busy day is over, I invite you to dinner. You mustn't refuse."

Lu Fangfang responded quickly and neatly.

When He Xiao asked about the foreign guests department of the museum, she told everything she knew.

"It's really embarrassing for the museum to sell paintings, so there is no publicity there. Not many people know about it. My mother's friend is the reception cadre of the Foreign Affairs Department, so I found out about it."

He Xiao nodded his head to understand.

There are not many people who know, and he happened to take down this batch of paintings.

Pushing up little Suzuki, he said with a smile: "Fangfang, I'm sorry for today's matter, as long as it can be done, I owe you a favor."

"Hey, it's okay, there's nothing to worry about."

Lu Fangfang waved her hand and didn't care.

She led the people to the aunt's place, and she still helped the museum.

"Fangfang, let's go, sit here, I don't need to pedal this motorcycle, let Chunming rest for a while."

He Xiao patted the back seat of the motorcycle and waved to Lu Fangfang.

"This……"

Lu Fangfang glanced back, and before she could make a decision, she saw Han Chunming coming on his bicycle.

"Comrade Fangfang, come up, I'm not tired."

Han Chunming glared at He Xiao. He is really unreliable as a friend.

It doesn't matter if Su Meng has been carried, he doesn't want Lu Fangfang to be cheated by He Xiao again.

Lu Fangfang's eyes lit up, "He Xiao, I'll take Chunming's bicycle, thank you."

As she spoke, she jumped onto the back seat of the bicycle and hugged Han Chunming expertly.

"Qi!" He Xiao pouted.

Well, good intentions were treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, and he didn't bother to care about it.

Twisting the handlebar of the motorcycle, he rode towards the museum.

When they got to the place, the two parked their car and followed Lu Fangfang into the museum.

"Auntie Niu is in the foreign guests department, and happens to be in charge of these paintings, let's go find her."

Lu Fangfang walked to the second floor familiarly, not forgetting to turn around and explain to the two of them on the way.

He Xiao was very happy in his heart. There were people he knew in the museum, so this matter would be easy to handle.

After turning a corner, he followed Lu Fangfang into an office and met the Aunt Niu she was talking about.

When Lu Fangfang explained her purpose, Aunt Niu was still a little surprised.

If you buy paintings, you can buy paintings. Do you need someone to find you?

Confused, she asked He Xiao, "Little comrade, you want to buy paintings? How much do you want to buy? If it's not too much, you can do it yourself."

"I'm planning to buy more, at least a thousand, but can we go and see first?"

As He Xiao said, he turned his head and glanced at Lu Fangfang.

He wasn't worried that the paintings in the museum were fake, but it was better to see them with his own eyes.

"Oh, Aunt Niu, my friend is from Xiangjiang, and he likes painting the most, so please help."

Lu Fangfang hugged Aunt Niu's arm and said coquettishly.

"You child, okay, okay, as long as I don't let me go for nothing."

Aunt Niu had no choice but to stand up, and she led the three of them to the warehouse of the foreign guests department.

When she reached the first floor, she called the storekeeper, and then called Comrade Xiao Zhang, who was in charge of delivering paintings.

After introducing He Xiao and the others, she stepped back, as if she had become a spectator.

Comrade Xiao Zhang was very enthusiastic. He urged the storekeeper to open the door quickly, and then dragged He Xiao inside.

"Squeak."

As soon as he entered the room, He Xiao was stunned.

The warehouse of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is very large, with at least seven or eight rooms.

The furnishings inside are like a library, full of wooden shelves with scrolls on them.

He Xiao glanced briefly, feeling a little dizzy.

It was the first time he saw so many paintings, hey, it seemed like they didn't need money.

Rubbing his eyes, he walked slowly to the easels to have a look, and found that there were people's names written on each shelf.

"Qi Baishi, Zhang Daqian, Fu Baoshi, Li Keran..."

In addition, there are some names of people he does not know.

After looking at a few bookshelves, He Xiao felt even more dizzy. He suppressed his excitement and turned around and said, "Comrade, can I open it and have a look?"

"Okay, little comrade, just watch."

Comrade Xiao Zhang nodded quickly.

These days, he was almost worried to death by these paintings. The foreign affairs department was anxiously waiting for the funds, and the museum did not allow publicity. These paintings in the warehouse were not easy to sell.

He Xiao took a deep breath and gently took one from the shelf.

When he unfolded it, he saw a maid painted on it, and he quickly turned his head and waved to Han Chunming.

"Mrs. Xiang, Mr. Fu Baoshi's works are very beautiful."

Han Chunming looked at the inscription above.

He doesn't know much about modern paintings, but he still knows some famous people in the painting and calligraphy circles.

He Xiao let out a long sigh of relief, and then rolled up the scroll.

These paintings are collected by the History Museum, so they cannot be faked.

Hey, this museum, which later became the National Museum, thinks about it, he's still a little upset.

Turning to look at Comrade Xiao Zhang, He Xiao asked, "Comrade, how many paintings are there in total in this warehouse?"

"Well, it's less than [-]."

He Xiao wiped the sweat from his hands, then said firmly, "I want them all."

"what?"

Comrade Xiao Zhang and Aunt Niu were all taken aback.

Han Chunming and Lu Fangfang were also stunned.

After a while, Comrade Xiao Zhang stammered and said, "Little...little comrade, did I hear you right? The big ones are 25, and the small ones are [-]. You want them all? This is not a small amount."

He Xiao made a calculation in his mind, and it was somewhat beyond his budget.

But guarding such a big treasure, he didn't want to miss it.

Nodding vigorously, he said, "Yes, I bought them all, and I will buy them today."

"This... I can't decide on this, I have to talk to the leader."

Comrade Xiao Zhang took a deep breath, "Little Comrade, let me ask you one last time, are you kidding me?"

"I never joke."

Comrade Xiao Zhang didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he turned around and walked out quickly.

This is a big event, he can't make the decision, at least the superiors need to come forward.

(End of this chapter)