Movie variety show soul travels between two worlds to become a rich man

Chapter 161 Moral Kidnapping (Subscribe)

Gao Dongxu's mouth twitched a few times. He looked at Fang Zhen with excitement, rolled his eyes and sneered.

"Why, are you guys from the Cultural Heritage Bureau planning to give me a certificate of merit in exchange for my things?"

"Cough cough..." Fang Zhen was almost choked to death by these words, and coughed awkwardly with a red face.

Wu Xiaowei, Tang Nannan and Chen Jiamiao blushed and lowered their heads to suppress their laughter.

Today, the three of them really witnessed how powerful their boss is.

When it comes to foreign officials and domestic officials, they really don't give them any face at all. They turn against them at will and drive people away at will.

What surprised them even more was that the Cultural Heritage Bureau team in front of them maintained a very upright posture when facing their boss, without revealing even a trace of authority.

Even though the three women had never seen the world, they could tell that this team did not want to offend their boss and even felt a sense of fear and helplessness.

The three women became even more curious about their handsome and wealthy boss. At the same time, they were also influenced by his powerful and domineering aura, and began to admire him and even develop a slight affection for him. (Affection refers to a subtle, subtle emotion, including liking, initial affection, and secret love.)
Of course, Wu Xiaowei, who had already admired Gao Dongxu's erudition, had a growing affection and dependence on her boss.

"Don't get me wrong, I never had that thought." Fang Zhen explained hurriedly.

"As long as the national treasure can be returned, it doesn't matter whose hands it is in. Besides, you are an antique dealer, isn't buying and selling the most normal thing?"

"Haha, I thought you were going to force me to donate." Gao Dongxu looked at Fang Zhen with a squint and said sarcastically.

"Haha, how could that be?" Fang Zhen laughed dryly. "I'll give them your feedback when we get back. But don't get your hopes up too much. What if the Germans want to buy it with money? Do you have an ideal price?"

"Yes, 30 million euros." Gao Dongxu's eyes flashed and he made the offer with a smile.

Fang Zhen had a constipated expression on his face, his mouth twitching, and he was speechless looking at Gao Dongxu.

The three girls widened their beautiful eyes and looked at Gao Dongxu in shock. They had heard the two of them talking about the price of the statue before.

Thirty million euros for one mouthful, that's really too shady, even shadier than black fungus...

"No, can you give me a reliable quote?" Fang Zhen said with a helpless smile.

"At this price, if they don't offer anything in exchange and don't spend money, I will smash them into powder bit by bit with a hammer, and then upload the entire video to the Internet. I will piss them off to death!" Gao Dongxu sneered maliciously.

"You..." Fang Zhen widened his eyes and looked at Gao Dongxu, not knowing what to say. However, he really felt that Gao Dongxu was such a scoundrel and extremely bad.

The three women also stared at their boss in amazement with strange expressions, complaining in their hearts that their boss was really too bad.

"No, absolutely not, Mr. Gao. Even if they don't want it, don't be so extreme. Just find a place to put it. You didn't spend much money on it anyway. It won't cause any international outcry. Then, the Europeans will hate you like crazy."

Fang Zhen saw that Gao Dongxu didn't seem to be joking, and with mixed feelings in his heart, he tried to persuade him.

"Haha, you should know that I've died once, and this life was saved. When I was lying on the hospital bed unable to move, I told myself that after I recovered and became healthy, I would be free and enjoy every day I earned. A good mood and a happy spirit are very important to me.

All I want is a good time. If any Germans give me trouble, I'll make them regret it, so they won't even have a place to cry. I'll smash them into powder and go to their embassy and just fly it around. Haha, let's see who's more arrogant...

Xishan Cultural Heritage Protection Bureau.

“…Did he really say that?”

In the office, the handsome old Director Luo looked bewildered. He felt a little disgusted when he saw Fang Zhen coming back and reporting the situation to him with a constipated expression. He asked again in disbelief.

"Well, I don't think he is joking. He acts like a madman and his ideas are a bit too extreme." Fang Zhen complained with a wry smile.

"He'd rather die than live in disgrace... No, not really, he's just playing dirty, trying to morally blackmail the Germans... This kid is such a fucking bastard."

Director Luo frowned and reached out to suppress his solar theory, muttering to himself helplessly. In the end, the more he thought about it, the more speechless he became, and he just cursed out loud.

"Director, what should we do next? Should we notify the Germans? They will definitely be furious after hearing the conditions." Fang Zhen looked at his director and asked.

"Notify them and let them deal with the things they messed up due to their arrogance. We will not be responsible for the rest and let them figure it out on their own." Director Luo decided with a sneer.

Thinking of Gao Dongxu, he laughed again and said, "Haha, but maybe our President Gao can really control the Germans."

"You mean, the Germans will agree to the exchange?" Fang Zhen asked with his eyes lighting up.

"Maybe, but the Germans won't agree so readily. In short, this matter will not have a result in a short time." "Director, if the Germans agree to the exchange, what should we do with the national treasure that Gao Dongxu got back?" Fang Zhen carefully watched the changes in the director's expression.

"Well, it's indeed a difficult problem..." Director Luo frowned and pondered for a moment, then smiled helplessly and said, "Talk to him first, and persuade him with both reason and emotion..."

"It's useless." Fang Zhen said with a wry smile.

Director Luo looked up at Fang Zhen and said with a smile, "Have you asked? What did he say?"

"He didn't say much, he just wants money. Forget it if you want him to donate it. However, you can buy it with money, but the price may be very high, almost the same as the auction price during the same period. The asking price is very unreasonable--" Fang Zhen said with a helpless smile.

"When the time comes, spread the news to all the major museums and let them find a solution. If the Germans really agree to the exchange, tell Xiao Gao that the items cannot be auctioned or sold to foreigners and must remain in the country." Director Luo looked at Fang Zhen seriously and said.

"This is very difficult to control. Once it is sold to others, it is difficult to guarantee the identity of the new buyer and the subsequent whereabouts of the national treasure."

"Well, I know that too. It's troublesome. Never mind. Let's talk about it later. When his store opens, tell me and I'll go meet him and talk to him." Director Luo frowned and said.

"Okay, Director."

Lincheng is a city whose main industry is coal mining. (Because that drama cannot be written, I will not write about it. Please understand that you can only understand it in your mind in the future.)
Nankuang is the most important local enterprise in Lincheng and has played a vital role in local economic development for many years.

However, for the mining industry, although it has made great contributions, it has also received a lot of criticism.

Fu Hang, the chairman of Nankuang, who had been in a state of anxiety recently, walked into a two-story teahouse in an antique building with a gloomy face.

"Chairman——"

Fu Hang looked at the waitress who came forward to greet him, frowned and asked, "Where is she?"

"Mr. Fu is upstairs——"

Fu Hang nodded and went upstairs.

The entire teahouse is decorated in an extremely high-end style, with an ancient charm everywhere. Time seems to be gently stretched, and every wisp of air is filled with the faint fragrance of tea and classical charm.

The setting sun shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, scattering mottled patterns on the floor of the tea room, which contrasts beautifully with the antique porcelain displayed indoors, adding a touch of elegance.

Passing through the Moon Gate, Fu Hang, who had a gloomy face, saw his daughter Fu Xiaofen, wearing a silk Chinese-style women's dress, sitting in front of the tea table, concentrating on making tea art.

Her clothes, with their bright red and delicate embroidery, outlined classical paintings, swaying gently with her movements, like a lady walking out of an ancient painting, elegant yet dignified.

Her hair was cleverly tied up, with a few strands gently falling beside her ears, adding a touch of softness and gentleness to her.

The real beauty!
Her hands deftly moved among the tea utensils, each movement focused and ritualistic. She gently lifted the purple clay teapot, twisting her wrist slightly, and hot water trickled into the covered bowl, sending the tea leaves tumbling and dancing, releasing an even richer aroma.

Then, she slowly stirs the tea leaves with a bamboo spoon, her calm and meticulous attitude moving you. Her eyes reveal her love and respect for the art of tea. It's as if the whole world has stopped, leaving only the conversation between her and the tea.

At the other end of the tea room, a beautiful woman in Hanfu is sitting in front of a guqin. Her fingers gently pluck the strings, and a melodious guqin tune flows out. The sound of the guqin is like the sound of spring water or the wind blowing through a bamboo forest, blending perfectly with the atmosphere in the tea room, adding a bit of ethereal beauty to this quiet space.

The sound of the piano and the tea art, one dynamic and one quiet, complement each other and together weave a breathtaking picture.

Accompanied by the piano, Fu Xiaofen's beauty and concentration were even more apparent, and her every movement seemed imbued with poetry. This scene became the most moving scenery in the teahouse, and Fu Hang, who was witnessing it, gradually calmed down his originally irritable and angry mood.

The look he gave Fu Xiaofen was filled with guilt, shame and helplessness.

"Dad, you're here, sit down and have a cup of tea--"

Fu Xiaofen looked up at Fu Hang with a smile and said softly.

Fu Hang looked at his beautiful daughter with complicated eyes, especially her big eyes, which were gentle and bright.

Walking forward and sitting on the chair, Fu Hang took the teacup that Fu Xiaofen handed to him with both hands, looked at the golden tea soup, and took a sip.

"Your tea art has improved again."

"Really? I thought I'd regressed. After all, it's been a long time since I've had the free time to sit down and make a good cup of tea..."

Fu Xiaofen smiled as she held the lid of the cup and savored the tea, closing her eyes and sniffing it carefully, her every move exuding elegance.

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