Live Appreciation, Congratulations to Brother

Chapter 90 This is a museum, not a vegetable market (midnight)
Not all of the relatives of the Chen family present had done the homework of Cheng Zong's family in advance, and naturally not all of them knew that Cheng Zongwen had gone in before.

Now, looking at the picture of Cheng's second child going mad, many people are muttering in their hearts:
Is this man really Mr. Cheng's biological son?Is it possible that it was wrong?
And what did he mean by digging?
When the melon-eaters were puzzled, Cheng Zongyin reacted quickly, and hurried up to cover his brother's mouth, not letting Cheng's second child continue.

Then, Mr. Cheng coughed, and immediately a relative of the Cheng family came out, and together they fought off Mr. Cheng.

"Researcher Zhang, we don't want to donate things anymore, should we take them back to the head office?"

Cheng Deyi whispered that he couldn't wait to end this farce.

"No." Zhang Yang shook his head: "This is a museum, not a vegetable market."

"Then do you still want to force me to stay?" Cheng Deyi asked angrily.

Zhang Yang smiled, motioned Xu Jie to temporarily mute the live broadcast, and then explained:
"It's not to force you to stay, but to give you two choices."

"One is that I directly reported to the police, saying that you were suspected of fraudulent donations, and making and selling fake products, and asked the public security organs to investigate."

"The other is to leave all the things here, and communicate with you after our museum organizes a joint review by experts."

Zhang Yang knew that it was not realistic to kill the National Treasure Gang directly.

From the fact that they dumped the blame on Che Lijun just now, it can be seen that this group of people has long thought of a way out, which is to pretend to be victims.

Of course, the joint review is just a theory. The real purpose is to keep these thirty or so pieces of evidence, at least to make this group of people be afraid.

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Cheng Deyi's face was gloomy.

He was in a hurry, but a little helpless.

After gouging Zhang Yang deeply, he agreed to keep the things.

But the Hailin Museum is required to put a seal on the things they donate to prevent the "treasure" from being dropped.

"Don't worry about this. When we unseal later, we will still be under the supervision of notary staff. We are also afraid of being relied on by others."

"That's the best. Let's leave someone to watch you stick the seal, and the rest can go?"

"Okay, please do what you want." Zhang Yang smiled and pointed in the direction of the gate.

The good show ended, except for the staff of the museum, the audience scattered away.

Zhang Yang's attention returned to the live broadcast room.

The sound was muted for a short while, and many viewers were asking questions.

"Brothers, I'm sorry, I just talked about business matters."

【Business?Obviously operating in the dark]

[I didn't expect that the anchor with thick eyebrows and big eyes would also do tricks behind our backs]

[Be honest, tell me what you did just now]

"It's really a commercial secret. I can't reveal anything about the museum."

"In short, don't worry, those two fakes will definitely not enter the market to deceive more people."

【If you want me to say, fake ones should be smashed】

[It’s not necessary to smash it, it’s okay to play as a handicraft]

[Anchor, anchor, the person who said he didn't dig it just now, is he a grave robber? 】

Seeing a barrage asking about the identity of that person just now, Zhang Yang replied:
"He didn't take stolen goods, so it's not easy for me to ask him."

"But from his tone, he should have been to the tomb, and because of this, he stepped on the sewing machine."

"It's a pity that the occasion is not right today. Otherwise, I would like to ask him to give you a popular science, which is the most efficient way to step on the sewing machine. Because I see some people in your barrage, sooner or later you have to go in."

Zhang Yang chatted casually with the audience in the live broadcast room, and stopped when almost everyone in the museum had left.

At this time, Sister Gao also returned the staff's clothes, and came over with a cosmetic case.

She was hinting to Zhang Yang: It's time, it's time to call it a day!
"Brothers, get off first!"

Zhang Yang yawned, waved goodbye to the audience, and signaled Xu Jie to turn off the broadcast.

When removing makeup, Sister Gao's habit of gossiping has happened again:
"Boss, where did the whole family come from?"

"It feels weird. I brought a bunch of fakes here and left in despair."

"It's hard to come up with a real thing. It's a tomb robber who went in."

"You can see that he is a tomb robber?" Zhang Yang asked in surprise.

"The barrage in the live broadcast room is saying that anyone who can worship you as a teacher must be a grave robber."

Sister Gao curled her lips and said to herself:

"I used to wonder why you kept your family background so secret."

"Looking at what the barrage said now, combined with the fact that you, a 20-year-old boy, can start a company with money, I probably understand."

When she said this, Sister Gao glanced at Zhang Yang in the mirror, then suddenly turned a big corner and asked:

"Boss, the money you gave us as wages shouldn't be stolen money, right?"

"If I say yes, can you refund me the money?" Zhang Yang asked quietly.

"That's impossible." Sister Gao shook her head resolutely, then sighed: "What a pity!"

"What a pity?"

"Sister, don't stand here and sigh, you don't want to get off work, I still want to get off work!"

Xu Jie urged him when he passed by, because Sister Gao asked him to take the cosmetic case back to the company.

"I know, I know."

Sister Gao got busy again, and when she was done tidying up, she picked out a photo from the phone album and showed it to Zhang Yang.

It's a group photo of more than a dozen young girls in cool clothes and plain faces taken together at the front desk of the previous MCN company.

Some of them were acquaintances, and Zhang Yang helped them see the jewelry.

"These are all the female anchors that you peeked at back then."

"If I didn't know about you, I might be able to connect with you." Sister Gao looked regretful.

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed when he was told that he had never seen the world before, and quickly changed the subject: "Why are they sending you a group photo when they have nothing to do? Are you team building?"

"The company closed down, and this is their last commemorative photo."

"Fathead Fish's company went bankrupt?"

Zhang Yang never expected that he would suddenly get such information from Sister Gao.

A few days ago, Chen Yanguang was still asking him if Xiaolihua had a new big brother, as if he was still in love.

Zhang Yang took a look, she still has 10,000+ popularity, she should not starve to death.

Unexpectedly, the company disappeared immediately.

"I heard it was for playing with rough stones."

Sister Gao told Zhang Yang what she knew.

On the way, when Xu Jie came to pick up the cosmetic box, he added a little bit of what he knew.

I heard that it was the owner of the original quarry in Guangdong Province, who brought two vans over.

The two brothers Mr. Yu and Mr. Jin were taken away directly, and the two never came back.

In the end, Director Jin's boyfriend came back to announce the closure of the company, paid a symbolic salary, and then disappeared immediately.

Here, there is another person who plays a key role, and that is Cao Jiayun.

According to Xu Jie, the top female anchors of the companies he followed, who looked like two-dimensional characters, all followed this Cao.

It's job hopping, and the salary is quite high.

Zhang Yang knew that this must be a contract to repay the debt.

If he hadn't left and signed the company's contract, he might have suffered the same fate.

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