Chapter 160: Trip to Kyoto

When he went to work the next day, Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that something was wrong with the employees.

From the moment he walked in, the three of them glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally. When he entered the office, before his buttocks were warm from sitting, there was a knock on the door.

The one who knocked on the door was Xu Jie, the representative elected by the three.

"Good afternoon, boss!"

"I don't know if you remember, but our studio has been established for three months and thirteen days as of today."

"Wow, Ajie, the way you talk like this is really cool." Zhang Yang replied imitating the other person's tone, and then said seriously: "If you fart, hurry up!"

"Actually... Sister Gao asked me to ask, the studio has been established for so long, does the boss want to organize a team building?"

"Team building? Is this what Sister Gao said?"

Zhang Yang didn't quite believe it. Didn't she go back every day to check her children's homework?

"Sister Gao, where do you want to go for team building?"

Zhang Yang shouted outside the door, and the other party's answer quickly came from the distance:

"It was Xu Jie who watched your live broadcast and said he wanted to go to Neon."

"No, it's really Sister Gao who wants to go."

Xu Jie's defense seemed a bit weak.

Neon is obviously more attractive to two-dimensional male groups than to middle-aged women like Sister Gao.

"Who wants to go?"

"It's Xiao Tang who wants to see Mount Fuji." Xu Jie brought out another ally.

"It seems that you have convinced both of them." Zhang Yang tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously and nodded: "Let's have a meeting and decide on a route."

The first plenary meeting of Yangming Studio begins.

Of course team building is possible, Zhang Yang just happened to go to Kyoto.

Not only because there might be authentic Tang Sancai there, but also because he heard that there is a famous "Flower Street" in Kyoto.

Life in China is too stressful. In Flower Street, the cherry blossom girls dressed in neon traditional costumes will completely relax you.

"Xu Jie, you should know what I mean when I say go to Kyoto Flower Street, right?"

Zhang Yang thought he understood men very well. He and the director, who was also single, nodded tacitly.

But in fact, he doesn’t understand the second dimension at all.

The place Xu Jie wants to go is of course Akihabara - the holy land of the second dimension.

"Boss, there is a maid cafe there, can you refuse?"

"I can refuse." Fearing that Zhang Yang would be persuaded, Sister Gao answered first.

She said that she and Xiao Tang had the same opinion, and they both wanted to take pictures at Mount Fuji.

"Yes, yes, yes, I'll buy you two a box of detonators and go blow up Mount Fuji." Xu Jie said angrily.

"It's better to go hiking than to stare at the maid's cat-eared hair in a cafe, right?"

Sister Gao mercilessly exposed Xu Jie's background, and the latter blushed and counterattacked:

"That's better than the widow you introduced to me..."

"I'm divorced..."

Boy, how far has this topic gone?

Just as Zhang Yang was about to stop the two of them, a piece of iced watermelon suddenly appeared in front of him.

It was handed over by Tang Qiyun. The little girl was smiling so hard that she was eating melon with her eyes narrowed!

By the time Zhang Yang finished eating the iced watermelon, the two of them were tired of arguing.

"Forget it, boss, you make up your mind." Sister Gao waved her hand to indicate that she was tired.

"We can go to Akihabara first and then climb Mount Fuji." Xu Jie also took a step back.

Zhang Yang thought for a while and decided to change the group building into a publicly funded tour.

Each of the three employees has a budget of 10,000, and any excess will be refunded without compensation.

Starting tomorrow, one week later, everyone will return to the company on time.

Sister Gao/Xu Jie: "Is this still possible?"

"Yeah, so your argument just now was in vain."

"Jiejiejiejie~" Zhang Yang let out an evil laugh.

…

Two days later, Kyoto, Kobo City.

This is the most famous antique market in Kyoto.

Before entering, Zhang Yang met Chen Yanguang and Gong Yonghao, who were dressed as Japanese ronin. Next to them were Cheng Shihui and Sakura girl Miyuki, holding hands.

"Master Zhang, nice to meet you." Meixue took the initiative to come up and shake hands with Zhang Yang.

After saying hello, she stood next to Zhang Yang.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yang whispered to Chen Yanguang in Linhai dialect.

"My fault, Brother Yang." Chen Yanguang took the initiative to admit his mistake: "I seem to have sold you."

"This woman didn't know where she found out that I bought a bronze knight and those ivory tusks. She insisted on borrowing my antiques for exchange."

"Huihui keeps a close eye on you. I can only say that I am your subordinate and I buy everything for you."

"She came to Kyoto because of a few old antiques?" Zhang Yang asked in confusion.

"That's not the case. She originally wanted to come to Kyoto and attend the rally in Kobo City."

Chen Yanguang told Zhang Yang that this rally was held only once a month, attracting more than 100,000 participants each time.

He was lucky this time and just caught up.

Although there was no local Kyoto guide as a guide, it was still very easy for Zhang Yang and his party to visit the market with Boss Gong and Sakura Girl guiding them.

But the harvest is mediocre.

I saw a lot of Tang Sancai, and some of them looked exactly like the real thing at first glance. But after a closer look, I saw that they were "made by Meng Jin."

"Everyone knows that Neon people like the culture of the Tang Dynasty, and the Tang tri-color tricolor has been completely taken over by domestic handicraft groups."

"Fortunately, our group has given up on this market long ago." Chen Yanguang responded to Zhang Yang as if to comfort himself.

At this time, Miyuki, who had been silent until now, suddenly stopped in front of an antique store.

"Mr. Chen, you said before that you wanted a bronze artifact. This is the place I told you about."

Zhang Yang saw a half-meter-high three-legged bronze tripod in the window of the antique shop.

It was a serious black lacquer and ancient, and it opened wide at a glance.

"Boss Chen, do you have enough money?"

"Let's ask the price first." Chen Yanguang looked relaxed.

Walking into the store, Zhang Yang saw the furnishings in the store, and he instantly felt like he was in the bronze exhibition hall of a museum.

Did the store owner dig up the tomb of the Zhou emperor?

The one in the window is a three-legged bronze tripod with Taotie patterns from the early Western Zhou Dynasty.

The price tag is 1 million euros.

Next to the tripod, there is a copper bean (tableware for holding meat sauce) from the same period, which is a little cheaper.

Only 500,000 euros.

There are also bronze pots, spoons, bowls, etc., all kinds of bronze artifacts.

It is impossible to buy them all, Zhang Yang wants to find a few with inscriptions to take back.

On the other side, Chen Yanguang's thoughts have already diverged into the crooked ways.

"Boss Gong, is the anti-theft work done well in the antique market here?"

"Very good, there are police patrols nearby."

"Do they patrol at night? I don't believe it. The British Museum doesn't have anti-theft measures, I don't believe it can be done here."

Chen Yanguang expressed doubts about Boss Gong's statement, and his thoughts continued to jump.

"Do you have any channels for smuggling here, send us back?"

"Ah? Boss Chen, even if you bring the things back to the country, they are stolen goods, and they must be recovered across borders."

Gong Yonghao was not familiar with the big brother on the list, and he was still trying to reason with him.

If it were Zhang Yang, he would say: You can steal as much as you want, even if you are caught, you can just serve twenty years in prison and you will be out.

After listening to Boss Gong's words, Chen Yanguang waved his hand naturally:

"You said stolen goods, is there no stolen goods among these things?"

"Maybe there are things that Xiaozi robbed from the country decades ago."

"Don't you think so, Brother Yang?"