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After drinking the wine in his glass, Liao Fan turned and went to the basement.

When the basement of the villa was originally renovated, Liao Fan planned to use it as a studio and entertainment room.

I usually tinker with some gadgets, or watch movies and sing karaoke with a few women.

However, since Mr. Qian came, Liao Fan asked the servants to clean up the entire basement and use it as Mr. Qian's workplace.

Although it is a basement, because it was newly renovated not long ago, Liao Fan paid special attention to having people do a good job of lighting, moisture-proofing and ventilation, and even gave the walls and ceiling special sound insulation treatment.

Therefore, when Mr. Qian and his colleagues work here, they not only do not feel damp and stuffy, but rather feel quite comfortable.

A good air circulation system, spacious space, sufficient light, and a quiet environment have greatly improved their work efficiency.

I think the original owner of the museum placed the cultural relic restoration room underground for this reason.

Pushing open the door of the basement, Liao Fan walked straight towards Qian Zeyang.

At this time, in the basement, in addition to Qian Zeyang, there were 6 people Liao Fan was not very familiar with.

There were 5 men and a fat woman among them.

These six people are all Qian Zeyang's students, and the oldest has followed Qian Zeyang for almost 30 years.

At this moment, they were all sitting around a table, arguing over the photos in front of them, their faces red. Even Qian Zeyang was not surprised.

When Qian Zeyang saw Liao Fan walk in, he was stunned at first, because Liao Fan rarely came down.

"What's wrong? Is there anything wrong, Mr. Liao?"

Seeing that everyone stopped discussing the topic after seeing him, Liao Fan also knew that he had disturbed them, so he quickly said, "Mr. Qian, if it is convenient, I would like to ask you a question. Please come to the living room upstairs later."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out quickly.

Watching Liao Fan disappear at the door of the basement, the seven people at the table looked at each other, and no one spoke.

Finally, it was the oldest student who took the initiative to ask, "Teacher, what does Mr. Liao want to talk to you about? Have we been disturbing him too much?"

It was not surprising that he thought so. After all, when he came, Qian Zeyang did not tell his students that Liao Fan had taken the initiative to find him. Instead, he said that he had found clues to "The Book of Music" in the collection of a young wealthy man in Hong Kong.

However, the other party didn't know what it was, so he brought his students to the door.

After they arrived, Liao Fan was always very polite to them.

Not only did he contribute part of his villa for their research, but he also indirectly solved some of their catering problems.

You have to know that although these scholars or professors are famous, their income is actually quite limited as long as they don't touch any crooked ways.

Although it was much better than what ordinary working-class people ate, the meals Liao Fan provided them with were what Liao Fan and the people around him usually ate.

With Liao Fan's current net worth, one can imagine how prosperous his life will be.

Look, during the time Qian Zeyang has been here, not only has he not lost weight due to the high-intensity work, but he has gained more than 5 kilograms.

Shaking his head at his apprentice, Qian Zeyang slowly sat up from the chair, took off the gloves on his hands and put them in his pockets, then walked slowly outside.

When he arrived in the living room, Liao Fan had already asked Wilson to brew a new pot of aged white tea.

After standing up and motioning for Mr. Qian to take a seat, Liao Fan got straight to the point and asked, "Mr. Qian, I'd like to ask, do you know Yang Guangcheng?"

Hearing Liao Fan's question, Qian Zeyang was stunned at first, then suddenly thought of something and asked nervously, "Mr. Liao, what news has the Hong Kong government received? Are they planning to send someone over to intervene?"

It is understandable that Qian Zeyang has such doubts. He thinks that if the Hong Kong government knew that Liao Fan had a treasure like "The Book of Music", they would not be tempted.

Although they will not be as blatant as those inland, they will definitely intend to take advantage of the benefits.

Hearing Qian Zeyang's question, Liao Fan thought for a moment and said, "Not entirely, but before that, I actually planned to find someone directly here.

But since Ting Yunong mentioned you, I contacted you directly.

When I asked you about Yang Guangcheng today, I was simply asking about some of his circumstances."

At this moment, Qian Zeyang felt very lucky.

Fortunately, I intervened in advance and intercepted this task.

If Liao Fan had asked someone to look for it in Hong Kong instead of asking me, I would probably only know about this matter after "The Book of Music" was restored and officially released to the public.

But what does this have to do with Yang Guangcheng? Could it be that the other party originally came to Yang Guangcheng, and now that he has come, Liao Fan is a little embarrassed about how to deal with this collision between the two sides?

But this shouldn't be the case. Since the experts from Hong Kong have already rejected it, why are they posting it again now? Could it be that Liao Fan wants to ask for his opinion and see if he can add someone?

That's right. If he were the one being intercepted, Mr. Qian would try to see if he could get involved no matter what.

This kind of thing is the easiest way to become famous.

Qian Zeyang felt that if he were the one being intercepted, he would definitely find a way to get involved.

This is the Book of Music! Rumor has it that it was burned by Qin Shi Huang.

It would be great if I could leave my mark on the Book of Music when it comes out again.

Thinking of this, Qian Zeyang said reluctantly: "Let's chat first. If you are really embarrassed, then recruit them to join us."

Anyway, the workload of re-editing and annotating is very large.

If they call one or two more people to help, it will actually reduce their workload.

However, no matter who is found, he must be the leader.

After all, everyone only pays attention to the big and bold names on the title page. Who would take a closer look at the long list of small names below?

However, Liao Fan's subsequent words confused Qian Zeyang again.

Fortunately, Liao Fan didn't intend to keep the secret this time and said everything directly.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qian, I don't have any other plans at the moment.

However, Yang Guangcheng did come to see me, but something didn't seem right about the process. So I wanted to ask you if you knew this person. After all, you're both in the same industry, and this circle isn't very large, so there are only a few famous people.

Afterwards, Liao Fan told Qian Zeyang the key points of what happened in Tang Zhenguo's country, especially the details of the conversation between Tang Zhenguo and Yang Guangcheng.

Although it seemed unlikely, Liao Fan still rationally maintained a necessary suspicion.

Because they were in Tang Zhenguo's home, their direct conversation and facial expressions seemed real no matter how you looked at them. But the more so, the more worried he was that the other person was deliberately pretending to be him.

After listening to Liao Fan's words, Qian Zeyang was silent for more than five minutes before he slowly said, "Mr. Liao, I'm sorry. Although I do know Yang Guangcheng, I haven't had much contact with him. However, in the few times we met, he didn't give me the impression that he was as unreasonable as you described.

Moreover, since this person was introduced by Mr. Tang Zhenguo, I think you should not take it too seriously.

After all, although I'm not very familiar with Yang Guangcheng, I do know Mr. Tang Zhenguo. To be honest, I didn't expect you to know such a Tang Zhenguo. After all, as far as I know, you have only been in Hong Kong for a short time, so theoretically you shouldn't have any relationship with Tang Zhenguo.

Now, Liao Fan was completely at his wit's end. After a brief chat, inquiring about the other person's health and work, he got up and sent him back to the basement. He ignored the chattering of the students in the basement and walked to the garage alone.