A doctor who travels through two eras

Upon hearing Lin Fuhao's extravagant request, Feng Xingxian smacked his lips and said with a bitter and embarrassed tone:

"Chairman Lin, you must be joking. That courtyard house over there, that one..."

Lin Sanqi said with a half-smile:

"Old Feng, no matter what, this Longyu Wan Gong sedan chair is my personal property, and I paid a huge price for it."

When I received the sedan chair, this century-old object was already in disarray. I restored it using traditional methods. I spent a total of ten million US dollars on this sedan chair.

Now you think you can just levy taxes whenever you want? You think you can just make donations whenever you want? Do you think that's appropriate?

It's 2015 now, not 1965. You should all remember that private property is protected by law. My belongings are not state property; the two are absolutely not equivalent.

So don't try to morally blackmail me with talk of national righteousness; I don't need that 500 yuan.

"If you want to take this sedan chair, I have only one request: if I agree, you can take the sedan chair and the ceremonial retinue. If you don't agree, then so be it."

Lin Sanqi didn't have a very good impression of the museum, mainly because the people there were so adept at embezzling from within their own ranks.

To take a recent example, in Huadu District, Guangzhou, Xiao X, the director of the Guangzhou Art Museum, abused his power to switch 143 national treasure-level paintings and calligraphy, involving over 100 million yuan.

If this "switching scheme" that lasted for more than ten years had not been accidentally exposed at an auction, who knows how many more cultural relics would have been switched, and of course, the number involved could be far more than that.

This incident exposes deep-seated regulatory loopholes and a crisis of trust within the cultural relics sector.

Otherwise, how did the famous saying "I have one piece of the Forbidden City, and I have a cover for the Forbidden City" come about?
This is because museum insiders are tampering with artifacts, and it's quite rampant.

Even most museums exhibit fake antiques, hiding the real ones from the public, claiming it's to protect cultural relics. Who knows what they're really up to?

Therefore, dispelling the museum's aura, Lin Sanqi was quite wary of this group of people and would not make any donations without thinking.

Upon hearing this, Feng Xingxian knew that he would have to return empty-handed today.

Faced with a billionaire and celebrity entrepreneur, the Palace Museum could not requisition the property through coercive means, so it was at a loss.

"Chairman Lin, okay, I understand what you mean. I'll go back and discuss it with my superiors and try my best to complete the task you assigned."

Seeing that the other party was no longer pestering him, Lin Sanqi also stood up with a smile:

"Then, Mr. Feng, I won't see you off any further."

"Wait, wait!"

After the Palace Museum staff left, Yin Lianyi asked somewhat strangely:

“Since they want Empress Longyu’s sedan chair, why don’t you just sell it to them? They won’t need it in the future anyway.”

Yin Lianyi wasn't particularly interested in antiques, or rather, modern young people aren't interested in antiques and cultural relics and don't realize their value.

Lin Sanqi smiled and shook his head:
“Sell it to them? Believe me or not, they'll only offer a few million at most, and I won't even be able to cover my costs.”

Don't forget how our Lingnan Mansion came to be.

It's because the Dongguang Museum wanted to buy our antiques but didn't have the money, so the higher-ups exchanged a piece of land for them.

The museum is very poor and doesn't have much money, so I have to be firm in my refusal, otherwise they will come to persuade me countless times, which is annoying.

"Oh, by the way, pack your bags in a bit. We're going on our honeymoon tomorrow. I need to meet with Section Chief Song now."

Yin Lianyi knew that Section Chief Song was special. Although he was just a small department head, he was a person who could reach the highest levels of government and could not be neglected.

"Okay, I got it, go ahead."

Chairman's Office, 88th Floor, Lingnan Building.

As Section Chief Song toured the area, he muttered to himself:

"Damn, you rich bastard, this whole floor is your office? You really know how to enjoy life. Do you know how big my office is? It's only 12 square meters. When it's piled with documents, I can barely turn around."

Lin Sanqi laughed heartily:
“You’re a public servant, why do you need such a large area? There’s a social hierarchy: scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants. We’re the lowest class of merchants. Our statuses are worlds apart. If you’re not happy, let’s switch offices and jobs.”

"Oh, looks like you're still pretty clear-headed, knowing that the common people can't fight with the officials. Haha, how's it going? Have you had any lawsuits coming your way lately?" Upon hearing Section Chief Song's suggestion, Lin Sanqi immediately thought of Han, the lawyer from Zhangzhou Pharmaceutical Factory.

"Brother Song, which company doesn't have lawsuits? It's not a big problem. You've already thoroughly investigated our Lingnan Group. You should know that we operate legally, pay taxes according to regulations, and have absolutely no illegal or disorderly conduct."

The two walked to the entertainment area, where Section Chief Song picked up a golf club and took a shot at a mini-course.

"You need to be careful about the lawsuit involving Zhangzhou Factory. I've heard rumors that someone is eyeing your Lingnan Hall, this big piece of meat."

If the other party is operating through normal business channels, it's not appropriate for us to interfere too much. However, you can't lose your first case; otherwise, you'll face countless more.

Lin Sanqi remained silent for a while, racking his brains, but he couldn't figure out who he had a grudge against.

Even with the three major cordyceps companies, they avoid competing with each other whenever possible, keeping a low profile.

"Song Ke, are you saying that Zhangzhou Pharmaceutical Factory is just a tool? What's its background? Can you tell me a little about that?"

Section Chief Song looked around, appearing unserious.
"I can't tell you their identity even if I told you, but the only thing I can tell you is that they are from Beijing, a large corporation, and they deal in Chinese medicinal herbs. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them a leading stock."

Rivals are enemies. Although your Lingnan Group is not large in scale, its sales volume is high. Your little tricks of pretending to lose money may fool ordinary people, but they are no secret to top capital.

So if you make too much money, it will definitely attract envy. Just be more careful.

Lin Sanqi pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure out where the Lingnan Group's weakness was.

You mentioned that his signature products, such as ginseng and cordyceps, were brought over from his time travel, and he established a nominal breeding base for musk.

It is absolutely impossible for his competitors to cut off his supply of raw materials.

In addition, one of the tricks that big capital likes to play is to suddenly get banks to withdraw or cut off your loans, thus cutting off your cash flow and forcing you into bankruptcy.

However, Lingnan Group has not borrowed a single penny from banks so far; all of its funds are for its own use. Now, Lin Sanqi has so much money that he'd love to lend it to the banks instead.

The last resort is to check your taxes, fire safety, drug administration, and so on.

But as he said before, Lingnan Group absolutely did not evade taxes. All tax amounts were fully monitored by the Huadu Tax Bureau, and there was absolutely no way there could be any problems.

If there's a problem, it's because your tax department isn't competent enough; you should hold them accountable.

Thinking about it this way, Lingnan Group is now like a hedgehog, impossible to bite.

Of course, big capital is shameless; they may fabricate baseless charges, meticulously compile so-called evidence, and then use public power to imprison him.

If it really comes to that, what else can Lin Sanqi say? He'll simply abandon everything in the country and leave for a distant land.

He had a contingency plan and a route for his family to evacuate, and besides, Section Chief Song had promised to help him smuggle himself out of the country.

What's there to be afraid of?

Thinking of this, Lin Sanqi felt relieved:

"Okay, Brother Song's reminder is good. It makes me mentally prepared. Anyway, going to court is just about spending money, so let's take it slow. Besides, our Lingnan Group doesn't manufacture or sell counterfeit goods, so we're not afraid."

Don't be fooled by Section Chief Song's constant looking around, as if he were particularly interested in the 88th floor.

Actually, he had been secretly observing Lin Sanqi's expression.

As a staff member of a special department, Section Chief Song doesn't even trust his own bedmate and has to sleep with one eye open, so how could he easily trust others?

When he saw that Lin Sanqi remained calm after thinking it over, without the slightest panic or tension, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Only with an open and honest heart could he help Lin Sanqi at a crucial moment.

If he helps them and it turns out that Lingnan Group has been involved in many illegal activities, he will inevitably be implicated, which is something he doesn't want to see.

Song Taichu was indeed without desires and was upright and honest.

However, he has a large family behind him, and if he had a well-funded and powerful "ally" outside, it would be a huge boost to the family business. (End of Chapter)