Live appraising treasures, I became a national treasure expert?

Looking at Li Dingan's busy back in the kitchen, Quan Zhen's mind was a little confused.

Because she didn't know which one to ask first.

After thinking for a long time, she sighed and looked at Quan Ying: "Xiaoying, is Auntie good to you?"

Quan Ying nodded honestly: "Okay!"

"Are you and Jing'er like sisters?"

"Yes!"

"Then can you tell the truth to your aunt?"

Quan Ying opened his mouth and closed it again.

Quan Zhen was helpless: "Then just say whatever you can, okay?"

She nodded again.

"Where does Li Dingan work now?"

“For now, it’s in the Supervisory Committee.”

"When was it transferred?"

“Just before the New Year!”

"Did Yu Sicheng help?"

"It has nothing to do with Secretary Yu!"

Quan Ying shook his head, still a little unconvinced, "The director invited him to go."

"Director? What director?"

"It's the director of the Supervisory Commission, the one you can see on TV from time to time, and I've invited him to talk several times!"

On TV?
please?
Or did you talk about it several times before going?
Quan Zhen gradually became stunned: Calculating the time, Li Dingan just graduated last summer.

It's not like she hadn't asked Chen Jingshu before. She knew that Li Ding'an was very capable. He was still in school, but he was in charge of provincial and ministerial, as well as national-level cultural relics and archaeological projects.

However, no matter how talented or capable one is, he is still in the cultural heritage and archaeology industry, and the responsibilities of the regulatory committee have nothing to do with this industry at all.

So, if it was Yu Sicheng who was in charge, it would be understandable, but Quan Ying said, was it the director?
And she looked like "Li Dingan agreed reluctantly"?

No matter how Quan Zhen thought about it, she felt it was impossible.

"What can he do there?"

Quan Ying said as a matter of course: "Doing research?"

"What research?"

"Porcelain!" Quan Ying paused and said vaguely, "Auntie, I don't know the rest either!"

Seeing her eyes rolling around, Quan Zhen suddenly understood: Quan Ying was not unclear, but she couldn't say it.

But what kind of porcelain research requires the director of the regulatory committee to personally come forward and invite someone?
Although she has never eaten pork, she has seen pigs run. She also knows that porcelain is not necessarily the kind used at home or displayed in museums. It can also be used in other places.

But Quan Zhen couldn’t understand: Could the study of antiques actually reach the level of military strategy?

And how old is Li Dingan?
It felt to her like a medical student born in the countryside suddenly became the most famous medical expert?
It's indescribable.

This was enough to surprise her, but there was something else following it: the director needed to come out and talk to him, and he needed to be asked several times?

Looking at Quan Ying's expression again, isn't it: Even for this, he doesn't even want to go?

What does Li Dingan want to do, fly?

To say that Quan Ying was lying, firstly, there was no need to do so, and secondly, there were those two assistants before.

Ministry of Public Security?
No wonder he keeps following me?
"Why, I mean why doesn't Li Dingan want to go?"

Quan Zhen's heart was moved: "Because of Yu Sicheng?"

Quan Ying really wanted to give a thumbs up.

The Supervisory Commission has wanted to transfer him over for a long time, especially Director Guo, who wants to drool when he sees Li Dingan, but he has remained unmoved.

First, the atmosphere: In the National Museum, Li Dingan is the one who has the final say and is the pillar of stability. From Director Lin to Secretary Cheng, to Director He, to researchers, archaeological teams, and even to the grassroots, who doesn't like him and who doesn't flatter him?

The second reason is because of Yu Sicheng.

As the saying goes, distance creates beauty. Besides, if the boat capsizes one day, you can avoid getting beaten if you stay away from it.

Besides, he is not short of money or this job. He just wants to find some sense of identity and responsibility, and make some contribution. Why not make himself more comfortable and happier?
Therefore, if Lin Ziliang had not sold him out completely, he would definitely not have gone to the Supervisory Commission.

Quan Ying didn't say anything, but Quan Zhen understood what he meant: it was because of Chen Jingshu.

For a moment, she didn't know how to comment.

If it were in the past, she would definitely sneer at Quan Ying's words: men who are willing to do anything for love are fewer than giant pandas.

And the more capable you are, the less likely it is to happen. Because strong abilities mean high IQ, higher EQ, and a clear understanding of what you need.

But now, think about the scene when Li Dingan entered the room, and then think about the two bodyguards?

Does he really not care at all?
Or is it because he has the confidence?
She sighed: "Yu Sicheng can't control him, right?"

Of course he couldn't do anything about it, otherwise Li Dingan would never go there even if he was beaten to death.

Quan Ying carefully considered his words: "He is specially hired this time, and it is a collaboration between several companies. The Supervision Committee is just the lead, so the organizational relationship has not yet been finalized!"

I see, it's just out of control, and Li Dingan is also on guard against this move, so he said: It's temporarily in the Supervisory Committee.

In short, everything Li Dingan has and all the achievements he has made so far are the result of his own efforts, and he has not relied on anyone else?

At least, it has nothing to do with Yu Sicheng.

To put it bluntly: no matter what happens, Yu Sicheng can't do anything to him... This is what Quan Ying meant. Quan Zhen thought about it and said, "What if they fall out in the end?"

Quan Ying raised his head: "How long can it last?"

Quan Zhen choked instead, and her breath got stuck in her throat.

What I mean is, by that time, the matter will have been a done deal?

The question is, how will Chen Jingshu face Sicheng, Jiang Xiuying, and Yu Huiyin in the future?
But let's take a step back and put ourselves in Chen Jingshu's shoes: she just wants to live.

But the question is, what if Huiyin doesn’t agree?
So, now it's just Chen Jingshu's wishful thinking...

Huh, isn’t that right?

Quan Zhen raised her head abruptly, her eyes sparkling, "Xiaoying, Jing'er has been to Li Ding'an's house, right?"

“I’ve been there!” Quan Ying rolled his eyes. “I went there with her the summer before last!”

"I know that time, Jing'er talked about it, I mean during the Chinese New Year this year!"

Quan Ying was stunned for a moment, and continued to be stubborn: "Auntie, I don't know!"

"You didn't know?" She smiled. "You went there with Jing'er and Huiyin. How could you not know?"

With a buzz, my emotions and brain exploded.

Quan Ying stared with fear in his eyes, as if he was about to burst out: Auntie, how did you know?

Quan Zhen was confused: Did Jing'er really go with Huiyin?
Why are young people nowadays like this?

Li Dingan shook his head: Quan Ying, Quan Ying, I said you are stupid, and you are still angry with me?
Just one sentence and everything was exposed?
As long as Yu Huiyin doesn't give in, it will be useless even if Chen Jingshu pretends to be sick a thousand times or Aunt Quan agrees a thousand times.

Therefore, unless they add fuel to the fire and throw the jar into chaos, Yu Huiyin will definitely know about such a big thing as Chen Jingshu's visit to pay New Year's greetings.

And you, on the other hand, are so stupid as to mention that we went to Li Dingan’s house during the Chinese New Year.

So Quanzhen would think: Who are we?
He sighed and dumped the vegetables into the pot.

"Sizzle", a ball of fire appeared.

……

As if there was a timer, as soon as the food was served, Chen Jingshu yawned and walked out the door.

He only slept for two hours, but his complexion was obviously better and there was a gleam in his eyes.

As soon as she went out, she hugged Quanzhen's arm and begged for mercy. Quanzhen was really angry and slapped her hard on the back twice.

Chen Jingshu grimaced in pain, but she was laughing.

Quan Ying was very hardworking. He served the rice and set the table.

Li Dingan put down the soup bowl and took off his apron, and the mother and daughter also came over.

Looking at the table full of food, Quan Zhen was speechless for a moment.

No wonder Quan Ying ate so much just now, but now he is sitting at the table again?
Were you so active before and bought so many vegetables?
Just by smelling the food, you can tell that Li Ding'an's cooking skills are really good, and are no worse than those of the chefs in star-rated hotels.

She also sat down, took the bowl of soup handed to her by Li Dingan, and took a sip: Catfish in white sauce, so authentic?
It’s much more authentic than what Jiang Xiuying did.

Chen Jingshu’s mother also cooks this dish, which is also delicious.

Quan Zhen looked at Li Dingan again.

She is good-looking, thoughtful, considerate, and cooks very well.

He has a high level of education, is good at making money, and is very capable... Oh no, he is more capable than 99 percent of his peers.

Except for the immorality in emotional issues, it is almost perfect.

But for women, it is not always a good thing for a man to be too outstanding.

She paused for a moment, then looked at Chen Jingshu again: "Do you still want to go to Zhenjiang tomorrow?"

With food stuffed in her mouth, Chen Jingshu's face was puffy like a bun: "Go!"

I go there every year, and I want to go even more this year.

"What about Huiyin? When will she come? Is it tomorrow too?"

Chen Jingshu was stunned for a moment.

The moment she was found out that she was pretending to be sick, she knew: she could not hide anything from her mother.

Because in this play, the mother is only a supporting role, and Yu Huiyin is the protagonist.

Quan Ying lowered his head to pick up the food, afraid of making any noise, and didn't even dare touch the edge of the plate with his chopsticks.

Chen Jingshu didn't say anything and continued eating, which was tantamount to her consent.

"Don't eat too much if you're hungry for too long!"

Li Dingan reminded her and brought the bowl of sugar porridge to Quan Zhen, "Auntie, try some too!"

Quan Zhen nodded, picked up the spoon, and listened to Li Dingan say: "I called her, she will come tomorrow!"

yes?

The person who should least have pretended to be deaf and dumb in this matter was Li Dingan.

It would be fine if he didn't know, but now that he knew, he would definitely not let Chen Jingshu risk her life and act out some miserable drama again.

And he just said: He can solve it!
Quan Zhen sighed: Forget it, she doesn't care anymore.

I can’t control it! (End of this chapter)