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Chapter 889

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"I want to ask Wang Guan for a favor."

At this time, Fang Mingsheng explained: "I have a friend who forgot the password of the warehouse door at home. This should not be a big problem for Wang Guan, so I want to ask him to go and unlock it."

"It's unlocking again." When Yu Feibai heard this, he immediately said lazily: "It's just a warehouse. Just break the door open and renew a better door again. Why bother Wang Guan."

"It's not an ordinary warehouse, but a collection room door, which has a self-destructing device." Fang Mingsheng gestured: "When an external force hits, it will explode directly near the gate."

“It’s so advanced.”

For a moment, Yu Feibai became more interested: "The things in the collection room must be not ordinary."

"It's indeed not ordinary, it's the accumulation of his family for hundreds of years." Fang Mingsheng sighed: "The value of various collections, if measured by ancient standards, can be directly called wealthy as good as a country. Even now, it is equivalent to the annual GDP of some wealthy countries..."

"Really or not?"

Yu Feibai's interest became even stronger: "After hundreds of years of collection, is your friend a foreigner?"

There is no way, the ancient Chinese family has been destroyed by repeated turmoil. Even if there are inheritance from direct children, the family collection will be gone long ago.

Not everyone is as lucky as the Jade Ma family. During the War of Resistance Against Japan, they buried the jadeite raw stones in the ancestral homeland and dug them out after decades. They became the capital for development and take off. In the antique collection industry, the so-called treasures passed down from ancestors are already well-known jokes in the industry.

Maybe there are really things heirlooms, but this ancestor is of little generation. Maybe it is the things his grandfather bought when his grandson was born, and when he was in his twenties, he could be regarded as a treasure heirloom.

This is roughly the case in China, but it is different abroad. There are many big families in the past for hundreds of years, and some banks that have operated for several generations.

If a big family doesn’t say that, they will definitely have their own collection room, as long as their descendants are not profitable. Then the things passed down from generation to generation should be relatively rich. Even ordinary families can store things in the bank and take them out after dozens or hundreds of years, so the price is naturally not low.

"It's British."

At this time, Fang Mingsheng explained: "A nobleman, a real nobleman."

Note that Lord Mingsheng is not praising him. He is just stating a fact. After all, Britain is a constitutional monarchy system, and naturally retains the existence of royal families and nobles. However, compared with ancient nobles, modern nobles are only honorary titles at most, and have no substantial power.

Of course, perhaps for many people, a noble title is their tireless pursuit and a lifelong dream. Anyway, you can also notice that there is a hint of envy in Fang Mingsheng's tone.

After all, for many deep-seated reasons, the Chinese rich have never had a good reputation in the minds of the Chinese people. With the development of material civilization, they naturally began to pursue smart civilization. This is human nature and nothing wrong.

Fang Mingsheng is naturally no exception. In his impression, foreign nobles should be synonymous with elegance, gentlemanship and nobility, which naturally makes people yearn for.

However, if you know what Fang Mingsheng thought, Wang Guan would definitely tell him directly that you must have thought too much. The so-called foreign monks are good at chanting scriptures, and the moon abroad is relatively round, but in fact, it is the result of beauty in distance.

It was not Wang Guan who deliberately slandered, but he just understood the principle that crows are like black in the world. Chinese tigers want to eat meat, can foreign lions eat vegetarian food? It’s just that people eat more elegantly and know how to package themselves, but in fact, the essence is no different. On the contrary, they are even more ruthless and have the meaning of slaughtering people like grass and not hearing it.

"Yeah, Britain."

At the same time, Yu Feibai frowned and said, "It seems to be a little far away."

It is indeed quite far away. It flies from East Asia to Western Europe, and it is the edge of Western Europe, so it should be considered to be half apart from the earth. Of course, with the current developed transportation conditions, it can be reached within ten hours. Therefore, the so-called distance is nothing more than an excuse to go or not.

Fang Mingsheng understood this truth, looked directly at Wang Guan, and persuaded him again: "Not mentioning the unlocked reward, it is also beneficial to know more friends, or to travel in the past and visit the Chinese cultural relics in the British Museum..."

When Wang Guan heard this, he was indeed a little inspired. The British Museum is the oldest and most magnificent comprehensive museum in the world, and is also one of the largest and most famous museums in the world. The museum contains many cultural relics and treasures from all over the world. The collection is rich and diverse, which is rare in museums around the world.

Forget other things, but the Chinese collection of cultural relics covers the entire Chinese art category. In a nutshell, there are ancient stone tools, bronze ware from Shang and Zhou ware, stone Buddhist scriptures from Wei and Jin dynasties, calligraphy and paintings of Tang and Song dynasties, porcelain from Ming and Qing dynasties and other fine works.

As for the origin of these things, I believe everyone is very clear. Although this is a shame, it does not hinder everyone's yearning for these treasures. If it is for other reasons, Wang Guan can laugh it off, but visiting the British Museum did make him a little moved.

Just as Wang Guan was hesitating, Yu Feibai's cell phone ringing suddenly rang. Seeing him take out his cell phone to look at it, then go out to answer the phone, no one cared about it and continued to pay attention to Wang Guan's decision.

Not long after, Yu Feibai answered the phone and came back, but his expression was a bit strange.

Seeing this, Tang Qinghua asked curiously: "What's wrong? Who is looking for you?"

"My brother..."

While speaking, Yu Feibai asked, "Wang Guan, have you decided to go to the UK?"

“Thinking.”

Wang Guan said frankly: "You know, I am lazy and don't want to go far."

Relatively speaking, going abroad is not only as simple as traveling far away. He also found it more troublesome when he went to Malaysia at the beginning of the year, not to mention that the United Kingdom, which is thousands of miles away, has a completely different geographical environment and eating habits from China. It is definitely a variety of discomforts. Those who have to make trouble will inevitably suffer a little. Why bother to suffer?

"Tell you a message, maybe you won't be able to go."

At this time, Yu Feibai scratched his head and said, "Do you still remember the man who smashed us with an alcohol bottle?"

"Remember, how could it be that I can't remember?" Wang Guan frowned: "Mr. Zhu Da's accomplice, your brother seems to have been chasing him. Is there a clue now?"

"That's right."

Yu Feibai nodded and said, "Although this man runs fast and keeps changing his ID card, as long as he moves in China, he will definitely leave some clues. After some investigation, he found that he finally ran to Shanghai City and then flew directly to the UK."

"It's Britain again." Wang Guan frowned, and said in doubt: "Is his destination Britain, or does he use Britain as a springboard and go to another place?"

"Who knows."

Yu Feibai said helplessly: "Anyway, after that man ran to the UK, the clues were broken, and it was beyond reach."

"This is easy to deal with."

At this moment, Fang Mingsheng hurriedly said: "My friend also has some connections in the UK, or you can ask him to help find it. Maybe you will find something."

"This is a good idea." Yu Feibai thought: "It seems that in China, it is easier to find a foreigner. Then, if Chinese people go to the UK, they are also foreigners. If they have connections in the local area, it is indeed more convenient to find."

"...Go back, go back and listen to Mr. Qian's opinions before making plans." Wang Guan thought about it and set the tone. It was not that he was indecisive. Instead, he wanted to make a decision and then move.

After all, no one could predict whether the destination of Mr. Zhu Da’s accomplices was the UK. If Britain was just his springboard, then everyone hurried over to investigate and was destined to be empty. Knowing that such a result was such a result, why should someone lead him by the nose?

Fang Mingsheng was still a little disappointed with this tone, but he couldn't force Wang Guan, so he stopped inspiring him. After that, everyone chatted for a while, and felt that it was late, so they went back to their room to rest.

The next morning, after saying goodbye to Professor Wen, Mr. Hou, Mr. Qin and others, Wang Guan and others took a plane back to the stable. As for Fang Mingsheng, he stayed and prepared to send Mr. Zeng back to Chaozhou.

"Brother Guan, just go find Brother San."

Back at the stable and leaving the capital airport, Wang Guan smiled and said, "I have already greeted my third brother, he will arrange for you."

"Thank you, boss."

Guan Yang's attitude became much more humble, and he should have such awareness when working for others.

"Do it well, I'll give you a big red envelope at the end of the year." Wang Guan chuckled, then said goodbye to Tang Qinghua again, turned around and got into the car with Yu Feibai, and then drove to the door of the mansion.

At this moment, Mr. Qian was not at home. After inquiring, he found out that he was invited by his friend and went out early in the morning to attend the opening ceremony of a store.

"What shop?"

Yu Feibai said curiously: "I'm very proud of my face. I actually asked Mr. Qian to come and support him."

"It's not a store, it seems to be a museum..."

"museum?"

Hearing this, Yu Feibai felt even more strange.

The museums that have only opened now are probably private museums. However, some time ago, the incident of a strange private museum was already in full swing. After hearing the news, Mr. Qian made a serious judgment. In this case, he should be a little disliked about private museums, but now he is going to support people, which means that the museum must be of great origin.

Curiosity arose, Yu Feibai immediately called, asked Mr. Qian clearly about the situation, and immediately waved happily: "Wang Guan, let's go, let's watch the fun too."

"I just came back and ran out."

At this moment, Wang Guan was helpless: "Don't you feel tired?"

"What are you tired?"

Yu Feibai smiled and said, "The opening ceremony is coming to an end. We happened to catch the last bus in the past, and then went directly to the hotel to have a meal. If you don't go to such a good thing, it's shameful to waste..."
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