Reborn Treasure Appraiser: I Really Didn’t Want to Be an Expert

Chapter 37 No Need to Take an Exam

After calling his father, Li Xinfang's hands were still shaking for a long time.

The company was shut down and all accounts, public and private, were frozen.

My partner was sentenced, my father went bankrupt, and was in debt of tens of millions...

But suddenly, things took a turn for the better?
Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, it is better than having no hope at all and waiting to die.

Li Xinfang exhaled sharply, tears sticking to her eyelashes, and starlight twinkling in her pupils: "Gu Ming, thank you!"

Gu Ming smiled innocently.

Li Xinfang should definitely thank Lin Sicheng the most. But he said, "Doctor Li, if you want to thank someone, thank Gu Ming..."

"You take care of the housework first. When you're almost done, you and I will treat him to a meal!"

If things are done, why would having a meal be enough?
"Okay!" Li Xinfang nodded heavily, and recalled the moment he met Guan Xingmin just now. "Lin Sicheng, is he really only a senior?"

Can this be false?
"Yes, he took a day off today."

If you were just a senior, how would you know those two?

"Have you met Secretary-General Hao and Director Guan?"

Gu Ming thought about it seriously: "I don't remember, maybe it's Grandpa's friend!"

impossible.

If they were friends of an elder, they would not joke with Lin Sicheng so casually, and it was even more impossible for them to put their arms around each other and laugh with him.

Li Xinfang was also very sure that the relationship between those two and Lin Sicheng was very good.

Just like Secretary-General Hao, he feels like a "brother" to Lin Sicheng?
There is also Director Guan who said: My father has tried so hard that his hair has turned so white with worry, but I can’t even get through to him on the phone.

But just because he knew Lin Sicheng, Director Guan not only agreed to meet him but also asked my father to go to his office?
This clearly means that things can be done...

Can't figure it out.

Actually, there is no need to think about it.

"Gu Ming, Lin Sicheng treats you very well!"

"Of course, he's been playing around naked all his life. How many times have I taken the blame for him? How many beatings have I taken for him? If you don't believe me, ask him someday: Can he count them?"

Li Xinfang laughed out loud: "Was it him who suggested you change departments?"

Gu Ming paused and nodded.

That's not advice, that's instigation!

I don’t know what that bastard said to Lao Gu, but the day after my grandfather was hospitalized, Lao Gu went to the hospital to find the leader and transferred him to logistics.

Now what happens: he was doing a good job as an examiner, but now he has become a handyman?

"What about Wanying? Was it him who stopped you from pursuing him?"

"No way." Gu Ming shook his head like a wave drum, "I've never chased you, okay?"

"It's okay, just chase me!"

Gu Ming refused to admit it: "I really didn't chase her!"

Li Xinfang smiled.

Last week, she was on night shift and passed by the General Affairs Department when she heard Gu Ming and Lin Sicheng arguing.

On speakerphone, loud volume:
"Gu Ming, this is the first time in my life that I've seen someone give a girl a gift. And what gift was it, a fucking mahjong table?"

"One game lasts all night. Today I touch the cards, tomorrow I touch my hands, and after a few days, my hands are inside my skirt..."

"Once you're married and have a baby, you'll be out on the night shift, and right after, she'll be out playing cards... playing until midnight, then heading to a small hotel with her friends... Tsk, she'll be having a blast, while your baby will just be crying at home..."

It’s no exaggeration to say that Gu Ming’s face turned green at that time.

Since then, Gu Ming has avoided Wan Ying whenever he sees her...

Although she was still in a heavy mood, for some reason, Li Xinfang wanted to laugh when she thought of Gu Ming's expression at that time.

……

"Crack~"

Flames flew from the lighter. Lin Sicheng shielded himself from the wind. Guan Xingmin took a puff, a few wisps of white smoke drifting from his nostrils. "Want one?"

“Not yet!”

Lin Sicheng shook his head and paused for a moment: "Director Guan, will what happened just now be... very troublesome?"

Guan Xingmin smiled and said, "What if it's troublesome?"

Lin Sicheng said firmly: "Then don't do it!"

"Hahaha~"

Guan Xingmin was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Don't worry, even if Li Guojun didn't send a gift, even if I didn't meet his daughter today, this matter must be done..."

It's quite complicated:
Li Xinfang's father partnered with someone to open a bronze handicraft company. Three months ago, his partner brokered the sale of a Kangxi-era imitation Xuande furnace to a local antique company for four million yuan.

A month later, the buyer discovered something was not right and reported it to the police. However, the seller had already run away, so the buyer had no choice but to find a middleman who provided a full guarantee.

After appraisal by the authentication center, the imitation Xuande furnace is a modern handicraft, and the middleman has been at the scene for more than ten years.

But he insisted that the item was absolutely authentic, so Li Guojun and his lawyer strongly requested that a higher-level, more authoritative authentication agency be involved.

Li Guojun and Guan Xingmin happened to be alumni of GAME, so they asked him for help. However, Guan Xingmin was only the deputy director of the forensic center, not the deputy director, so it was useless to ask him, so he kept avoiding them.

"Re-certification shouldn't be against regulations, right?" Lin Sicheng was puzzled. "Then why is it allowed now?"

"because of you!"

"What?"

"Because of the Song Dynasty Yaozhou Kiln celadon backflow teapot from the cultural relics company!"

Guan Xingmin exhaled a puff of cigarette and imitated his leader's tone, "Machines, machines, all you do all day is rely on machines... If machines are so effective, do you still need them?"

Lin Sicheng was stunned: Just because of that pot, a case involving nearly 10 million yuan was overturned?
"Isn't that a bit... exaggerated?"

"Is that an exaggeration? Lin Sicheng, let me tell you: compared to that, this case is nothing..."

"Let me ask you again: Is the Shanghai Museum authoritative? Is the National Cultural Heritage Administration's Appraisal Center authoritative?"

"We ran it through the most advanced equipment, and it proved to be genuine no matter how hard we tried. But what happened? Not only was the pot a replica, it was also a radioactive source."

"A radioactive source! This is a radioactive source... What would happen if it were put in a museum and put on public display?"

Guan Xingmin danced with joy, becoming more and more excited as he spoke: "Boom... the sky is falling, okay?"

"So, Lin Sicheng, do you know how many leaders broke out in cold sweats and couldn't sleep all night because of the consequences?"

"How many units have been blasted and forced to work overtime all night long? Just like us, the director personally held a meeting, and the Municipal Bureau issued a notice overnight: All cultural relics cases will be investigated back three years...

"Those who haven't been sentenced yet will have their sentences postponed, and those who have been sentenced will have their sentences reexamined. If you don't have the ability, apply as soon as possible. I'll personally go to the capital to hire an expert for you bunch of useless people..."

Guan Xingmin spread his hands and said, "That's what the department leader said!"

Seeing Lin Sicheng's bewildered expression, Guan Xingmin sighed again, "No wonder the leader got angry: Before Bai Hong (General Manager of the Municipal Cultural Relics Company) went to Beijing and Shanghai, he first took the pot to the Provincial Department's Authentication Center..."

"Passed the machine?"

"nonsense!"

Lin Sicheng stared with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, not knowing what to say: Isn't it equivalent to putting a huge blame on the public security system?

Even if he were a leader, he would get angry...

Guan Xingmin sighed, "So, in the end, I'm sure you'll get a commendation, or at least a certificate. But the case is still under investigation, and the Discipline Inspection Commission is still looking into it, so don't worry!"

Lin Sicheng was definitely not in a hurry because he had no idea that the nature of the pot would be so serious.

He thought for a moment: "Who will give it?"

"It's hard to say, but at the very least it has to be the Municipal Bureau or the Municipal Cultural Relics Bureau!"

Guan Xingmin replied ambiguously, then changed the subject: "You'll graduate next year, right? You'll be able to do your internship after the New Year. Have you decided where you'll go?"

Lin Sicheng had a hunch: "Not yet, but Grandpa wants me to go to graduate school!"

"What a waste of time! You can study even if you have to work." Guan Xingmin rolled his eyes. "I think our bureau is pretty good. Just based on that pot, you don't even need to take the exam!"

(End of this chapter)