Restrain the anchor, the police uncle can't catch him

Seeing Chu Qian's surprised look, the old man didn't have any special reaction.

It still looks like that, looks very flat, without any expression.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Continue to fill the empty teacup and push it towards her.

The two seemed to have nothing more to talk about.

Silent for a long time.

The boss poured tea, and Chu Qian drank it.

Just a few rounds of back and forth.

The two of them just sat there.

Chu Qian felt a little bloated in her stomach, and tapped lightly on the table with her fingertips, signaling that she would stop drinking.

The bored audience who had been waiting knew that the main event was coming soon after hearing this movement.

For a while, they all stopped their backs again, somewhat anticipating what Chu Qian would do.

After all, the atmosphere is here.

Then there are definitely only two things that will happen.

Otherwise, the anchor was cowardly, and nothing happened between the two of them.

Otherwise, the big melon will fall to the ground, and the netizens who eat it will be full of oil.

In either case, the next few minutes are sure to be crucial.

The audience straightened their backs and stared at the screen impatiently, expecting something to happen between the two.

"Tear it up and tear it up... It's been a long time since I've seen such an exciting picture, and my favorite is the hard steel side of the anchor..."

"I've been a fan for so long, don't go head-to-head with the anchor, she got hurt, and the others lost their lives!"

"Hurry up...I just want to say hurry up, I've been squatting in the toilet for half an hour, I didn't come to see you for tea..."

"..."

The two remained silent, which made the audience in the live broadcast room anxious.

Seemingly aware of the awkward atmosphere, the boss was a little helpless and spoke first.

"So... what do you want to ask? About me? I don't quite understand..."

The boss seemed to be pretending to be stupid and wanted to get away with it.

But Chu Qian definitely couldn't give him almost, after all, she was a professional.

Immediately, Chu Qian asked decisively.

"I just want to ask, boss, what exactly do you do, what kind of business do you do..."

The boss shook his head.

Chu Qian obviously asked the question knowingly, she had obviously seen through her identity.

Just waiting for my own opening.

It's hard to ride a tiger, if you don't say it now, the boss's business...

After such a disturbance from her, it might be difficult.

The boss hesitated for a moment, but finally spoke up.

"I fiddle with antiques."

"What antique?"

Chu Qian broke the casserole and asked the end.

"Actually, I didn't do this business..."

"Then why are you doing this now?"

"Because I later became interested in history..."

"so what……"

Before the boss could speak, the audience in the live broadcast room began to make their own guesses.

"Learning history has a dime to do with selling fakes? Don't pretend to be deep, hurry up and get out..."

"What I hate the most is this kind of person who talks around. It's not a good thing at first glance. It's over if you just talk about it. It's really damn it..."

"This old man doesn't want to wash it off. It's absolutely impossible. You have already been hammered for selling fake products. The labor and management are waiting to see how you clean up the whitewash. If you can wash the whitewash, the labor and management will call it a dog..."

"No, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the one upstairs. If you want to say it directly, you still need to find a reason..."

"..."

The shop owner didn't know what was going on in the studio.

He himself seemed to suddenly emo, and the whole person fell into a tragic mood.

Unknowingly, Chu Qian was also pulled in.

There seems to be a sense of vicissitudes and a heavy sense of history.

Inadvertently, people will be convinced by what the shop owner said.

The shop owner's voice was not loud, and he continued to talk.

"Actually... After reading history, especially the period in the late Qing Dynasty, I feel very angry..."

Speaking of this, the boss' eyes suddenly turned red.

The sound of fighting in the live broadcast room also subsided a little.

Although most people are more emotional.

But it is still rendered by the appeal of the boss.

Calm gradually returned.

Chu Qian also nodded slightly.

There are too many regrets and regrets in this period of history in the late Qing Dynasty.

Worth remembering by all.

The boss blushed and took a deep breath.

"There are so many historical antiques and cultural relics in Huaguo, all of which were snatched by those bastards!"

"I hate, I just hate that I don't have enough ability to return all those treasures that have been strayed outside to the embrace of the motherland..."

Speaking of this, not only Chu Qian, but other people's hearts also tugged.

Everyone was immersed in a feeling of grief and indignation.

Everyone couldn't help but reflect.

Have you ever contributed to your country?

Although life has improved a lot now.

But the history of humiliation is always worth remembering.

Especially the part of the coalition invasion.

Burning, killing, looting...

Loot the treasures of China.

Until now, there are still many treasures circulating overseas.

Those cultural relics that should have been exhibited in Huaguo.

It is worth making everyone proud, about the crystallization of Huaguo's wisdom.

product of civilization.

But it can only be seen in museums in other countries.

humiliation!What a humiliation!
At this time, the righteous indignation of the audience in the live broadcast room has disappeared in an instant.

All are immersed in strong national sentiment.

The old man gritted his teeth angrily, his face was red and his neck was thick.

This is also his worst gaffe so far.

No matter how Chu Qian questioned and made things difficult for him before, he always showed a magnanimous and calm appearance.

Only, when it comes to history and shame.

It felt as if a rattan was whipping everyone.

"Actually... I have an ideal, that is to return all the treasures of our country to their original owners and return to our own land."

"For this dream...I've been fighting for it my whole life."

"So, I've been doing this antique business for most of my life..."

"The purpose is to bring back those things that are drifting outside that originally belonged to us..."

Having said this, the old man choked up.

"But, hehe... I'm getting old, and I don't understand Antique."

"No way, now I can only take the rest of the money, here in the entire ancient city, let everyone remember the history..."

As soon as this word comes out.

Chu Qian's eyes were red.

The audience in the live broadcast room was even moved to tears.

"Mom, it's so touching. It's more touching than Huaguo. I can't stop crying..."

"It's so great. I dedicated my whole life to a great cause. When I get old, I still help the country to promote history. I can't hold back anymore, woo woo woo..."

"What about those who scolded the old man before? Stand up for me and say that they cheated money? Don't you want to block the murderer every now and then?"

"Uuuuuuuuu... We were wrong..."

For a while, the audience in the live broadcast room cried uncontrollably.