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

Chapter 52 It's going to be bad
Dewdrops oozed from the green walls, reflecting a cold light.

The willow branches were half-yellowed by frost, and the morning breeze hit the iron horses, making a crisp sound.

People were queuing in twos and threes in front of the window, and the aroma filled the entire cafeteria.

Lin Sicheng took out the porridge from the full tray and placed it in front of Wang Qizhi: "Eat some!"

My stomach is full of acid reflux, how can I eat?
Wang Qizhi shook his head, rubbed his swollen temples, and exhaled heavily.

The man leaned lazily on the back of the chair, as if all his bones were gone and he couldn't muster a single bit of energy.

Lin Sicheng laughed while eating: Last night, he was patting his chest and drinking chicken soup for himself, but after a night, he was tricked by someone?
It should be not long after I sent him back that the college leader called him: probably some joint unit temporarily invited the college to co-build and provide guidance, and the college arranged for him to lead the team.

The key points lie in the word "temporary" and "guidance": if nothing unexpected happens, the co-construction unit should have encountered some temporary difficulties and sought support.

Under normal circumstances, Wang Qizhi wouldn't be afraid, but considering his current state, his mind felt like a mess, and he couldn't even speak straight. Forget solving problems for the co-construction unit, it was doubtful whether he could even speak clearly on the platform.

More importantly, he grabbed projects and occupied responsibilities right after he arrived. He had countless eyes on him. He was not even worth the thought of helping, as he was afraid he would make a fool of himself.

The more Lin Sicheng thought about it, the more he laughed.

What did he say yesterday: When you need to brake the most, countless hands quietly reach out from behind you...

Wang Qizhi nodded at him: "Stop laughing, help me think of a solution!"

Lin Sicheng tried to keep a straight face: "Which co-construction unit?"

"I was so drunk I didn't remember anything!"

"Then how can I help you?"

Wang Qizhi rubbed his brows. "The academy only has a few co-construction organizations, either museums or associations. And why are they inviting us so urgently? I guess it's most likely related to the appraisal... The key is that they're so impatient, there's not even a chance to delay or make amends..."

After a moment of hesitation, Lin Sicheng had a bad feeling in his heart: "What then?"

"Then you come with me, just in case... I mean just in case: if I have to take action and others stand idly by, then you come!"

No... Professor Wang, can you please stop talking nonsense?

Seeing Lin Sicheng's confused face, Wang Qizhi blinked: "Don't tell me you can't do it?"

Is this a problem?
Lin Sicheng looked puzzled: "What's your excuse?"

"Swish", Wang Qizhi's face turned bitter.

No matter how awesome Lin Sicheng is, he is just a student. Besides, who else knows how awesome he is?
Whether it is guidance or study, some people lead secretaries, some lead teaching assistants, and some lead graduate students, but who has ever seen someone lead undergraduates?

Lin Sicheng thought for a moment and said, "How about I buy you two bottles of glucose? Dilute it as soon as possible. Maybe you'll sober up by then..."

Wang Qizhi glared at him.

Two bottles of old wine plus one bottle of new wine, at least two kilograms, he drank at least one and a half kilograms.

What kind of glucose can be diluted?

"Never mind, let's go first!" Wang Qizhi exhaled sharply. "Lin Sicheng, you don't want to see your future mentor make a fool of himself just two weeks after joining the company, do you?"

Lin Sicheng was speechless.

This is indeed the truth, but the question is, what will happen if he goes there?

"Professor Wang, isn't that a bit hasty?"

"Nonsense? But it's better than embarrassing yourself...it's decided!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang. Wang Qizhi took a look and quickly picked up the phone.
"Hello, Dean... Ah, are they here? Okay, okay, I'll be right there..."

"Hurry, stop eating, and let's go..."

Lin Sicheng sighed, drank the soy milk in one gulp, and grabbed a few more buns.

"The hospital leaders will probably ask about this. Then I'll just say you're an intern in my lab, a temporary recruit..."

"You come with me, and you're just responsible for taking notes..."

"Where's Assistant Professor Feng?"

"Of course I'm sick." Wang Qizhi rubbed his nose, "I got sick this morning!"

Lin Sicheng was stunned for a moment and gave a thumbs up.

The two of them muttered to themselves as they entered the school office. It was quite a crowd: school leaders, professors from various departments, teaching assistants, graduate students... more than ten people in total.

Taking a quick glance, Lin Sicheng saw several big blocks in the crowd.

He was subconsciously stunned: Haha... What a coincidence: Guan Xingmin?
Yes, why didn’t I think of this: the Heritage College, the Municipal Bureau’s Authentication Center, and the Provincial Department’s Authentication Center are all co-construction units?

Just as he was looking surprised, the vice president introduced Guan Xingmin: "Director Guan, this is Secretary Wang from our college's Youth League Committee..."

"He is the youngest professor in our college and also the youngest graduate student supervisor..."

"Today's joint study session will be led by Secretary Wang..."

The four hands were clasped together, and Guan Xingmin smiled humbly.

But my heart was pounding: my eyelids were swollen, my eyes were red, and the smell of alcohol coming out of his mouth made my eyes sore.

My feet feel weak, my palms are sweaty, and I slur my words when I speak... How much did I drink?
It seems that he is still drunk. How can I guide him if I go there?

Just as he was secretly complaining, a familiar figure flashed before his eyes. Guan Xingmin was stunned for a moment: Lin Sicheng?

Why is he joining in the fun?
Then, the four eyes fluttered, fluttered.

Wang Qizhi perked up: Haha, do these two know each other?
Then he remembered: when they established a joint venture with the Municipal Bureau, Lin Changqing was the Vice President and the person in charge of the liaison. Even now, he is still a consultant to the Municipal Bureau's Forensic Center...

Then wouldn’t the issue of taking Lin Sicheng to the forensic center be resolved?
He rolled his eyes and said, "Director Guan, this is my student Lin Sicheng. He often comes to your center... You know each other, so I won't introduce him..."

Lin Sicheng has been to the forensic center...how come I didn’t know?
But it doesn’t matter. Since I’ve met him, I must take him to see it.

Guan Xingmin didn't think too much about it and patted Lin Sicheng on the shoulder: "Just right!"

At first, the vice president was still suspicious: What was Wang Qizhi taking Lin Sicheng to do?
He was just about to ask a question when he saw Guan Xingmin looking familiar, so he swallowed the words back.

Professor Lin must have gotten in through the backdoor again. Even the new Secretary Wang knew that Lin Sicheng had been there many times?
Forget it, just go...

After a brief greeting, Guan Xingmin invited the professors to set off.

On his way downstairs, he mentioned this to Lin Sicheng: "I've already told you the reasons for this joint construction... The most crucial one is the one about Li Guojun's partnership!"

Li Guojun, the father of Gu Ming’s future girlfriend?
What a coincidence, isn't it?

With just one sentence, Guan Xingmin asked all the professors to get on the bus, and Wang Qizhi deliberately fell behind.

"what happened?"

Lin Sicheng lowered his voice and said, "Today I went to the Municipal Bureau to assist the Forensic Center in re-examining the physical evidence. The most important piece is a Kangxi imitation of the Ming Xuande furnace...

The key point is that the municipal and provincial bureaus have both identified it as a fake, but the suspect, witnesses, and the experts the lawyers invited from Beijing all believe that the physical evidence is authentic..."

So complicated?

Looking at the professors who got on the bus one after another, Wang Qizhi's eyelids twitched: No wonder among the six professors in the entire guidance group, he is the only one who studies bronze ware?

I'm afraid today is going to be bad...

(End of this chapter)