Chapter 87 Back to Songjiang

On the plane, He Ming opened a box, which contained three things wrapped in layers of shredded paper. They were the cultural relics of the Yuan Dynasty found in the chairman's back garden. He Ming took them from Zhou Qingyun's house just before He Ming left. To hold He Ming down, he resorted to various means.

After He Ming finally got rid of his wife, he quickly boarded a military plane and flew to Songjiang at the fastest speed. It turned out that there was a small bag of gems, and only three bad gems were left in the pocket.

Being bored at leisure, He Ming took a look at the cultural relics of the Yuan Dynasty. The exquisite mutton fat jade, the authentic handicraft of Basiba, and the noble seal of Huacizimo are all very exquisite and precious cultural relics. It can't be done, but now, on this military plane, I own even more precious cultural relics. The number is as high as 91 various high-quality cultural relics.

But He Ming is even more ingenious, he will sell the high-quality goods when he gets them, exchanging the elegant and precious works of art for the vulgar and low-level renminbi. But He Ming has magic glasses, treasures and cultural relics are not a problem, the important thing is to sell money, continue to search for treasures, and then sell them, and finally watching the money in the bank account continue to increase is extremely pleasant!

He Ming got off the car in front of Yingqun's company, it was already 9:40, he called Xue Hu first, and informed him that Ha Mo Gong would be transferred to Songjiang tonight, but Xue Hu was lazy Said calmly: "I have arrived long ago. The internal guards informed me that you were coming to Songjiang before you got on the plane. I rushed to Songjiang with everyone in a large military transport plane. This is also good. After finishing the practice at night, the superiors asked us to do New physical fitness test, you get ready."

He Ming walked towards Yingqun who came up to meet him, and said in his mouth, "Understood, I'm going to hang up."

"Little brother, I haven't seen you for a few days, but he is taller, stronger and more handsome. What did you eat?"

Yingqun looked at He Ming, and couldn't believe that He Ming had undergone earth-shaking changes in a few days.

He Ming shrugged his shoulders, even if he was a braggart, he couldn't think of a good way to explain his physical changes, it was a matter of course. A good-for-nothing would need several years of hard training before he could develop a body of muscle. If he wanted to be as strong and strong as He Ming, he was like fine steel. Looking at it from a distance, even tigers would be scared away. There is no hope for a lifetime. Just like a man cannot become a tiger.

What can He Ming do? I had no choice but to wow and said, "Actually, I don't know either."

Yingqun smiled and slapped He Ming, then looked at the oversized backpack on his back, and said, "There are all good things in it? You are not afraid of being crushed."

He Ming shook his head and said, "No way. Go and see the good stuff."

He Ming can't explain this problem, because the alien technology backpack adopts incredible technology, and it will not cause loss due to weight. Moreover, it is waterproof, fireproof, fall-proof, stab-proof and theft-proof.

He Ming followed Yingqun into her company, and a large group of staff came up to her, about 50 people. Take a look at the hall, which is in the style of famous Western masters. Everything is high-end goods, teak floor, Italian furniture, worth hundreds of thousands. Luxurious lighting.

In front of him was a gold-lettered signboard of Qunyang Art Company, among which four beautiful women bowed to him and said, "Welcome, Master He Ming."

He Ming waved his hand, and several MMs recognized him, probably just saw his awesome post on the computer. He Ming asked: "Sister Ying, it's almost ten o'clock and you still go to work, or is it the sixth day of the Lunar New Year?"

Yingqun walked and said, "No, my company is usually not very busy. When business comes, I need to go to work. Now that big business comes, I come to work at short notice, and there is a lot of overtime pay. Brother, you never let me down, right? "

He Ming showed a mysterious smile, "You will know later."

Walking into the spacious basement, the lights are bright, and there are about forty appraisers from Yingqun's entire company. There are also more than a dozen professor-level experts of Mr. Huang who can't stay idle. They already knew He Ming's name, and there are many dozens of experts who came here specially for the authentic works of Buddha.

As soon as He Ming came in, everyone surrounded him. He Ming had a lot of trouble before he started to put his things on a table.

"Shang Dynasty animal mask, this thing can also be obtained? Although the country's management of cultural relics is chaotic, this thing is too amazing. It is well preserved and there is basically no major damage..."

"So many Western Han jades? Wow, wow, so many ghosts and cultural relics, all of which are high-quality goods. Did you rob ghosts and the National Museum of Art?"

"Yaobian Tianmu tea set, it's incredible, perfect, top-quality, priceless!"

"Muramasa samurai sword? National treasure samurai sword?"

Everyone present was dumbfounded and deeply shocked. Having auctioned artworks for many years, the well-informed and well-informed Yingqun is also unbelievable. He Ming asked many appraisal experts and prepared a large number of staff to clean up and take pictures before preparing for the auction.

"Well, I can guarantee that there is no problem with the origin. They were not stolen, snatched, or dug out from the ground. They were all obtained from a collector." He Ming said triumphantly, and said in his heart that it was the little devil's God is really powerful.

"It's indescribable, how much did you pay?" Yingqun asked.

He Ming shrugged, "The astronomical figure is so big that you can't find it." Because there is not even a dime, you can't find it at all.

"When will it be settled? Auction as soon as possible? All labor costs and appraisal fees will be counted on my head. Don't be like the Republic of China porcelain I gave you last time, which has not been sold yet."

Yingqun laughed and said: "Your Republic of China porcelain is in good condition, but its value is not high. Depending on the chance, it can be sold for tens of thousands at most. This time it is all top quality, and the auction can break the record. It is estimated to be worth one billion, breaking the world auction." Records. Whether you pursue speed or not, you have been working all night to get everything done, and you will advertise tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, especially in the field of ghosts and major collections. Hehe, there is a good show to watch."

He Ming nodded happily, "But isn't the 20% auction tax too high?"

Yingqun gave He Ming a blank look, and said with a smile: "I didn't explain clearly on the phone. What I mean is, first of all, our experts set a market price of 1 million, and the auction price may be 1.1 million. The auction tax is 20% from 100,000 miles. That’s 20,000 auction tax.”

He Ming was surprised when he heard the words, and said: "So that's the case! No wonder I still think it's weird. The auction tax is so high. Is there still someone auctioning it? So that's the case. too terrifying!"

Yingqun looked at the indescribable high-quality cultural relics, usually one is very amazing, now there are so many, now his company is going to be famous, and said with a smile on his face: "Leave it to me, I will let the staff do it first After the contract is completed, you entrust me to auction a total of 94 pieces of fine cultural relics, attach photos, all of which are genuine, and that’s it. Then they cleaned it up carefully, took pictures and made it into an auction booklet for publicity!"

He Ming nodded, and talked some more, including making a phone call. Of course, it was necessary to let others appreciate the great authentic Buddha.

When He Ming heard the price, he immediately agreed, obediently, Long Didong, my god, 8.8 billion yuan?

He Ming was not hopeful, but Yingqun said: "This Bayeux Sutra is transcendent and holy, it is definitely the authentic work of Buddha. There are more than 800 million Buddhist believers in the world. Think about their potential purchasing power? God's works? Only the financial resources of domestic Buddhist exchange organizations It is huge, and it will definitely be sold. Therefore, we must increase publicity and hype, and the money will come from your auction fee. This time I will take the auction commission, so I won’t take it.”

"No problem, no problem." He Ming smiled so that his face was deformed. He still has more than 300 million cash in the bank, which is already an astronomical figure for others, but his desire for money is endless. Being poor is more painful than life.

His favorite sentence, Q signature is written like this: Renminbi is my blood, gold is my bones, diamonds are my soul.

"That's great, that's great, I'll leave everything to Miss Ying." After signing the contract, He Ming saw the excited old man surrounded by the Buddha's original work. He was gray-haired and thin, and a thought flashed in his eyes. , "Your grandfather, should be more than seventy?"

Yingqun froze for a moment, then smiled and said, "My grandfather is 85."

"A surprise for you and your grandpa."

He Ming took out the Gao Tianyuan egg from his wallet, weighed it, and thought that he should repay Yingqun's family. After all, he helped him earn so much money, and he was about to earn more money, an astronomical amount of money.

Although Yingqun was puzzled, he called his grandfather to an empty room. He Ming put the egg in the palm of his hand and said, "Maybe it looks like a fairy tale, but it's true. Eat this egg. Old people become young, ugly women become beautiful, disabled people become good people. You must keep the next thing absolutely confidential, I can’t explain it yet, but you are a political family, maybe there is some news.”

After finishing speaking, let Yinglao eat this "egg". Old Ying looked at it with a magnifying glass for a long time, with a playful smile on his face, "Rejuvenation? The disabled become better? Hehe. The eggs are not bad. Well, I am old, try my luck."

Ying Lao ate the egg, closed his eyes and felt the taste, "It tastes good. It's more like the meat of a big lobster, very delicious."

Yingqun watched all this, she vaguely had an astonishing idea, she understood He Ming, she didn't like to falsify, all the things he sold were genuine, but this matter is too ridiculous.

But soon, Yingqun took a few steps back, Mei's eyes widened in disbelief. He Ming also observed the whole process with his own eyes. Unlike Lan Jie who became a normal person, Ying Lao just shed his old skin and did not become a pupa. He quickly changed from an old man to a young man, just like time flies on this person. Backflow.

Old Ying, with a playful smile on his face, was shocked. How could he not feel the changes in himself? His eyesight began to become clear, and the noise from the next room became clear. Etc all changed completely!

A few minutes later, Yinglao turned into a man in his forties. God, Yingqun had never seen her grandfather's appearance when he was young, but from her and Yingyang's looks, he knew that his grandfather must be a handsome guy. Sure enough, a A very manly and elegant middle-aged man appeared. It's just that the clothes she's wearing are a little ridiculous, becoming short and tight.

Yingqun was speechless for a while, and the old man looked at himself, unable to express his feelings, and finally said with a wry smile: "Fortunately, the old lady passed away long ago, otherwise, seeing me like this, I will definitely be scared to death."

Seeing that everything was settled, He Ming was about to leave. He said things like absolute secrecy, and casually said that you are so handsome, Mr. Ying, so he waved goodbye.

Yingqun said softly at this time: "I just passed your ghost post, so you are looking for this kind of thing? If you found it, then those people above must have it too, right?"

He Ming nodded and said softly: "The chairman is rejuvenated. There is also Vice Chairman Li Yun. Look at my first-class red medal. There is also good news. I have been promoted again and become a colonel. I am the same as your brother. Level up!" He Ming took out a first-class red gold medal from his wallet to show off.

Yingqun was not interested, let out a long breath, and said seriously: "So, you also have a treasure that can restore a woman's youth?"

He Ming blurted out, "Of course, it's a pity that they were snatched away."

Yingqun's face changed from surprise to anger, and she said every word: "Save some for me! Ala is your god-sister!"

He Ming nodded repeatedly, finally left Qunyang Art Company, looked at his watch, it was 10:50, and he wanted to meet Liu Xiaolian at first. But when he arrived at his Spring Fate Hotel, it was probably after eleven o'clock, and Xue Hu was about to kill him again!

He Ming shook his head, he was too busy, really, he took out his phone, the free driver, Colonel Xue Hu came immediately.

A dark green military vehicle stopped in front of He Ming, the door opened, Xue Hu in camouflage uniform waved to He Ming, "Come on, get in the car."

When He Ming got in the car, there were still acquaintances in the car, including his three subordinates, boss Lin Jiusong, and Colonel Xue Hu. When they saw him, they all saluted and said hello.

Xue Hu shrugged and said with a wry smile: "You don't know what you are going to do. The higher-ups promised you another pistol. I will give you the Colt M1911 pistol you chose last time." Then he handed over a pistol case , and the corresponding gun license. He Ming set his fingerprints, opened it and saw that it was a beautiful pistol.

"Cool, the era of Brother He Ming with two guns has come." He Ming couldn't help laughing, closed the box and put it in the backpack.

Among them, Xue Hu and others discovered He Ming's abnormality again. This time the change was even more dramatic and unexplainable. He Ming had no choice but to pick his nose and pretend to be ignorant, as if my intelligence had degenerated to a three-year-old.

Xue Hu had no choice but to say: "What the hell did you do? You were promoted from lieutenant colonel to colonel all of a sudden? From the night of the first day of the new year to today's sixth day of the new year, there are only five days, brother, five days, lieutenant colonel was promoted to colonel!" "

He Ming smiled mysteriously: "Did you see my post? Don't tell me you didn't see it. I can't explain it, but I have already told some unspoken secrets."

Zhou Feng, who was born as an agent, was thoughtful, and immediately said: "Captain, did you perform some special missions, and you made great contributions, so you were promoted?"

"Smart!" He Ming raised his thumb and said, "Smart, he told me the reason for my promotion. It can also explain the reason for me to become stronger."

Xue Hu said angrily: "It's as if you didn't say anything! Everyone knows that you have made a big deal, what's the problem?"

He Ming yawned and said, "Don't you know that state secrets need to be kept secret? As a colonel, I feel ashamed to be at the same level as you. Your principle of keeping secrets—"

"I'll kill you bastard, you can still be an officer without me? Just climb up to be a colonel and pretend for me?" There was a commotion in the car. Ten minutes later, He Ming got out of the car and looked around. , The lights in the distance are bright, and the colorful lights form a beautiful picture on the water surface, but on my side, I am in a military camp with only a few lights and searchlights.

"Isn't this the Huangpu River?" He Ming asked, Xue Hu wanted to retaliate against He Ming's ignorant attitude just now, and pretended to be a rascal that He Ming often had, picking his nose with a humble expression, and said: "Huangpu River? Where is it? What is it, can I eat it?"

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