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

Chapter 51 Jianghu rescues

Wang Qizhi opened the bottle again and filled a cup this time.

“To accumulate wealth, one must have the strength to match it.”

"What is strength? Social status, identity, influence, or perhaps even background."

"We could have complemented each other and things would have worked out naturally, but you're too young!"

"Seeing you is like seeing my younger self... I've experienced all the things you're confused about, and coincidentally, I have everything you lack!"

Lin Sicheng was silent.

When a person is too good, every tiny flaw will be infinitely magnified under the spotlight. So, when you need to brake, countless hands will silently reach out from behind to give you a push.

It's not dangerous, at most there are some hidden dangers, but it's troublesome. The key is that the effort and reward are not equal.

Therefore, Lin Sicheng has a clear plan for himself: accumulate funds, start a business on an experimental basis, and continue to build on it.

To be more specific: identification, restoration, and research.

The first two are easy to do, relying on vision, experience, and craftsmanship. What’s mine is mine, and no one can take it away from me.

At the same time, it is also an effective means to improve strength, so Lin Sicheng never hides it.

But doing research is indeed the fastest way to get ahead, and if you're not good at it, you can even build a reputation for yourself. But there are a few prerequisites: access, qualifications, and background.

When a college student in his early twenties sends a paper to a journal, it may end up in the trash without even meeting the reviewer or editor.

Of course, the more likely possibility is that after a period of time, it will be changed to another name and appear in another journal.

Not convinced? Come and bite me...

So, it was just a coincidence: just when I was thinking about how to drag Wang Qizhi on board, he extended an olive branch first?

And it doesn’t have to be too suitable, just as Wang Qizhi said: Lin Sicheng, what you lack, I have!
In 2007, what kind of family could spend over a million yuan on antiques without blinking an eye? And what kind of family could afford to wear an A623 watch, which was only issued to military commanders in the 1960s?
If you don’t have enough ability, you can’t become a senior professor at the age of 30. If you don’t have enough influence, you can’t compete with senior colleagues for projects as soon as you arrive at the school.

Without some background, it is impossible for the school to assign him a deputy-division-level position as a Youth League Secretary right after he started working.

What’s more important is: having integrity and good character.

But this can only be understood, not expressed in words...

Seeing that he was silent, Wang Qizhi thought that Lin Sicheng was suspicious. He thought for a moment and said, "I'll tell you a little bit, don't spread it around!"

Lin Sicheng perked up: "Well, go ahead!"

Wang Qizhi hesitated for a moment and said, "My wife's last name is Shan!"

I know, you mentioned last time that you work in the Tourism Bureau?

Just as he was wondering, Wang Qizhi nodded at the table and said, "Let me tell you something everyone knows: before coming to Shaanxi, I was doing research at the State Administration of Cultural Heritage... with a rank of deputy director!"

Wang Qizhi calculated, "I was 31 at that time!"

Lin Sicheng was stunned and took a deep breath. "Then why did you come to Shaanxi?"

"My hometown is here?"

Is this a legitimate reason?

Lin Sicheng nodded and was about to say something when his eyelids twitched again: What does this have to do with my wife's surname?
"Wait... which 'single' are you talking about?"

"The order you were thinking of!"

The National Cultural Heritage Administration...doing research, and with a level?
Is your wife’s surname Dan?

Lin Sicheng's mind itched, and he thought for a long time: "No... if you have this ability, why are you making bronze artifacts? Isn't it better to be an official?"

Wang Qizhi sighed sadly: "There are already enough at home!"

Why... why are my teeth so itchy?

Lin Sicheng gritted his teeth for a long time, then squinted his eyes and looked at Wang Qizhi's wrist: "Excuse me, where did you get this watch?"

Wang Qizhi was stunned for a moment, and his wrist subconsciously twitched: "My brother-in-law gave it to me!"

impossible.

Something like this, unless it was passed down from a father to his own son...if you say it was given by your father-in-law, the possibility is greater.

Forget it, I won’t ask anymore!

Lin Sicheng lowered his head and composed his words: "I do have some abilities, but what can I do if I go there?"

Wang Qizhi said succinctly: "Iron!"

Lin Sicheng's eyes lit up: "He's quite astute and decisive. The 11th Five-Year Plan ironware research project was spearheaded by the Academy of Social Sciences, with the State Administration of Cultural Heritage implementing the specific research plan and other units collaborating."

So, he is planning to rebel against Tiangang?

Seeing Lin Sicheng's eyes shining, Wang Qizhi knew that he had guessed right.

If the last maintenance procedure for the iron artifacts was a test, then this time the sunflower-mouthed plate sample was Lin Sicheng's stepping stone: the talent is here, and there are not many people who know how to do it, so what if you don't want it?

Nonsense, of course.

So, what can Shang Yan use to grab?

Secretly happy, Wang Qizhi raised his glass and asked, "Will you come?"

"Come!"

Lin Sicheng nodded seriously and exchanged for half a glass of white wine.

"Bang", the two glasses clinked together.

……

He can't hold his liquor, but he drinks a lot.

Wang Qizhi was carried back by Lin Sicheng.

Lin Sicheng had also drunk quite a bit, at least half a catty. He wasn't drunk, just a little dizzy.

I rang the doorbell and said, "Professor Wang is drunk." Soon, a group of people came down.

The eldest brother and nephew carried Wang Qizhi up, and Shan Wangshu and the eldest sister-in-law stood on the left and right to protect him.

He didn't forget to keep Ye Anning and Wang Huaizhi to express his gratitude.

The girl stood under the tree, her skirt fluttering in the breeze, her well-proportioned calves sheening like ivory.

With the wind, a faint fragrance drifted over.

It smells good and the person is beautiful.

Ye Anning handed over a wet towel: "Excuse me, please wipe the sweat off!"

"Thank you!"

"Do you want me to call you a taxi?"

"No, it's only three stops away!" Lin Sicheng smiled, "Goodbye!"

Ye Anning nodded and watched him leave.

Wang Huaizhi stood on tiptoe and gestured: "Quite tall, and pretty good-looking too."

Ye Anning didn't say anything, just pursed her lips.

……

The evening breeze was cool, and Lin Sicheng wrapped his coat tightly.

Wang Qizhi is very talkative and quite funny. This is the advantage of being close in age, at least there is no generation gap.

It also provides a lot of convenience.

Lin Sicheng, do you know what the Youth League Committee does?

Did you know that your school has an entrepreneurial incubation program for college students?

You want to rent a house... and also use the lab? Lin Sicheng, I can't afford to lose this person!
Don't delay, file a report tomorrow...

Lin Sicheng slowly exhaled the alcohol: It feels like things are suddenly going smoothly?
He was just thinking about whether to call Li Zhen and put aside the house search when his cell phone rang: Lin Sicheng, the teacher is in trouble...

It was a text message sent by Wang Qizhi, but it had no beginning or end.

Were you too drunk and had a fight with your wife?
It doesn't seem like it: when he was helped up, his lover was still smiling.

What’s more, there are so many relatives?

After waiting for a while, there was no more sound from the phone, so Lin Sicheng didn't care.

I slept until the next day, and just as I opened my eyes, my phone rang.

It was still Wang Qizhi, and it was still a text message: Lin Sicheng, help me... When you get to school, come to my office first and help me sort this out.

Lin Sicheng was confused: What are you sorting out?
(End of this chapter)