Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 85 Stop pretending, showdown, I am a billionaire
"The one in the hall?" Cheng Zongyin was taken aback, thinking of Master Zhang's insolent smile when he was being taunted.

"That teasing Jianbao anchor, is he a researcher here?"

"He's not, don't tell me you are!" Sister Gao said bluntly.

"He actually has a working background in museums..." Cheng Zongyin muttered in a low voice, and then asked Sister Gao: "Then, is there anyone else here who can take care of things?"

"What's wrong? Do I want to help you search the entire museum to see how many people are left?" Sister Gao fired all her firepower: "You are not children anymore, do you know what time it is?"

"Six o'clock, off work time!"

"Having Master Zhang is not enough, what more bicycles do you want?"

"Long hair, tell me, is this the truth?"

"Sister, there is nothing wrong with what you said." The second child of the Cheng family nodded. He was in good condition after being reformed, and he managed to help the manager and not his relatives.

"You're still a sensible person." Sister Gao gave him a thumbs up, glanced at Cheng Zongyin, and shook her head contemptuously.

Seeing that there was no response from the other party, he let out a "cut~" and ran away.

In the corridor, Cheng Zongyin bit his front and back molars all over.

In just half an hour, he had already been bullied by a total of three people, including his father, taking turns. This is the sum of his anger in the past year.

But after all, he was old and knowledgeable. After a long sigh of relief, he calmed down slowly.

He whispered to his younger brother Cheng Laoer:
"It's not convenient for me to come forward. Later, you can go to the person surnamed Zhang and ask if you can contact Director Wang."

"If you really can't get in touch, just ask him, can the 32 pieces be stored here first, and the raw rice should be cooked first."

"Why are you talking so much? Did I agree to you?" Cheng Lao Er flatly rejected his elder brother, and pretended to find a reason:
"That person has been broadcasting live. If anyone in the live broadcast room recognizes me, I'm the tomb robber who entered the palace for the second time because of writing a novel. I'm not embarrassing the Cheng family again."

"you……"

Cheng Zongyin was so angry that he wanted to curse, but seeing Cheng's second son being so generous, the words stuck in his throat and turned into a long sigh: "Forget it."

"This time I have a showdown with him directly. Thinking about it, even a researcher dare not say anything."

In Cheng Zongyin's eyes, Zhang Yang is at most an Internet celebrity, and he himself is "capital".

The relationship between the two is like a towering tree and the mushrooms growing from the rotten leaves under the tree, they are not at the same level at all.

In the wave of finding fault just now, it was because he himself put his posture too low. In this wave of clear cards, the opponent can only swallow his anger.

But he misjudged Zhang Yang's identity.

In fact, Master Zhang is a lumberjack wearing a hard hat and holding a chainsaw.

In the Ceramics Museum, Zhang Yang spread his hands when he heard that Cheng Zongyin was looking for the curator, and said helplessly:
"The curator is an old man, he should be busy at the moment, I'm afraid I can't get in touch."

[The curator is off work, but the anchor is still at work, it's too hard]

[Master Zhang earns several W from the live broadcast in one night, don't worry too much about the Madonna of Barrage]

[Can the anchor let the security clear the venue, don't we have any face in the live broadcast room? 】

[It's really annoying when people come to ask questions all the time]

Cheng Zongyin hid from the camera, seeing that what Zhang Yang said did not seem to be false, he directly showed his identity.

Stop pretending, showdown, I am a billionaire, here to donate cultural relics to the museum.

Zhang Yang did as he wished, and opened his mouth wide in surprise:

"It turns out that you are the curator who said that you are Boss Cheng who is going to donate cultural relics! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Brothers, the person who is talking to me now is a caring collector who is going to donate dozens of cultural relics to this museum."

"Come on, welcome Boss Cheng, let me tell you a few words."

Zhang Yang made a gesture to give up his position and invited Cheng Zongyin to the camera.

Say a few words?No, expose you.

But the process boss was very alert, shook his head, and walked around behind the camera, a place that was closer to the microphone but would not appear on camera.

"Thank you for your support, because the donation has not yet been finalized, so I won't appear on the screen, so as not to be suspected of trying to gain fame."

【Did Master Zhang just say that this person's surname is Chen? 】

[Brother, there is no distinction between front nasal and back nasal?The host said Cheng]

[Is there a rich man named Cheng in China?Is there a big hand out to popularize science?]

"He always keeps a low profile, why do you keep guessing about his name?"

Zhang Yang teased a few bullet screens, then put away his smile and became a little more serious.

"Actually, I came today just to be entrusted by the curator to confirm the items to be donated."

"I'm not talented, besides being a researcher, I'm also an anchor of appraising treasures. You see, the barrage also said that my nickname is [One Eye Ten Thousand Years]."

"It means that as long as it is an object of the last 1 years, I can see the age clearly at a glance."

[Who gave this nickname?Hit two more points]

[The anchor is editing the barrage again]

[He didn't make it up, the barrage was posted by me (this article is [-] cents)]

"No problem, it should be checked before storage, but isn't it good to broadcast it live?"

"After all, this is my father's and my private collection, and I don't really want to be judged."

Cheng Zongyin found a high-sounding reason.

"Mr. Cheng is right." Zhang Yang showed an understanding expression, turned to Xu Jie and said, "Then turn off the live broadcast."

"No, Boss." Xu Jie has already mastered the script by heart: "It's already the end of the month, and you were afraid of self-destructing the truck, and you put it up for several days. If you don't broadcast it today, you will not be able to complete this month's live broadcast task."

"At that time, you will be counted as a breach of contract!"

"Oh, when you mentioned this, I remembered."

Zhang Yang explained to Cheng Zongyin with a helpless face: "I don't know which beast thing sent a group of self-destruct trucks to set up our live broadcast room."

Cheng Zongyin's cheeks suddenly twitched uncontrollably.

"Mr. Cheng, why don't you wait, I'll start the broadcast at 11:[-] p.m."

Cheng Zongyin resolutely refused: "11 o'clock? I don't have time to waste time with you here. If you breach the contract, you will breach the contract. It's a big deal."

He wished that Master Zhang would break the contract, and it would be better if the live broadcast room would be restricted because of this matter.

Zhang Yang looked at Mr. Cheng, and then at the barrage in the live broadcast room, showing a very embarrassed look:

"If not, let's make a compromise."

"We randomly pick two pieces and broadcast them live for the audience to see and see. If there is no problem, the rest will be stored directly."

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he quietly looked at Cheng Zongyin.

He believed that the other party had ghosts in their hearts, and the other party would definitely agree to such a random inspection that would benefit them.

Sure enough, after Mr. Cheng thought about it for a while, he "reluctantly" agreed to Zhang Yang's solution.

"Great, Mr. Cheng, why don't we look at a bronze vessel first?"

Cheng Zongyin nodded, but it's a pity that he didn't watch the barrage in the live broadcast room, otherwise he would have to hesitate.

[Come up and dry the bronze ware directly?Either fake or punish! 】

[I'm still wondering why Master Zhang's tone is so soft today, so he's holding back here! 】

[We'll see if it's a scam or a tomb robbery later]

Of course, Mr. Cheng didn't really have a sense of crisis. When he was making preparations, he quietly asked Zhang Yang:

"Researcher Zhang, you should know the significance of our donation of cultural relics to your museum, right? Has Director Wang made it clear to you?"

"Of course, this is not the first time for me." Zhang Yang smiled knowingly.

(End of this chapter)