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I sprayed all the water on his face.

"Are you crazy?" I asked.

Wang Meng wiped his face: "Boss, you promised not to scold me."

"But I can withhold your salary," I said.

"But boss, are you unhappy when I say that?" Wang Meng asked.

I didn't know how to answer for a moment.

In fact, I was very happy, and a very strange idea floated in my mind: even if it is called, it shouldn't be that the little brother is called the proprietress.

"There's still next month." I said firmly.

"I don't want to send you off." Wang Meng said in a tone of voice.

I glanced at him, then at the little brother who was already sitting in the car, and then smiled at Wang Meng: "What did you say?"

"Boss, get in the car, let's go." Wang Meng replied quickly.

We drove out of the airport, and Wang Meng asked, "Boss, where are we going?"

"I have a few things here, and I want to date them," I said.

"Antique?" Wang Meng asked.

"No, I need a more professional literature researcher." I said.

Wang Meng frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Okay."

Then he made a phone call, but I didn't bother him. I looked at Poker Bottle, and he was already leaning on the back seat with an expression of falling asleep. It seemed that he didn't hear what Wang Meng asked just now.

That's good, I thought.

After Wang Meng made the phone call, he drove us on the road. I knew he was reliable now, so I didn't pay much attention to the surrounding situation. When the car stopped, I found that Wang Meng took us to the museum.

In our line of work, we have to go to various museums a few times, not for anything else, just to gain insight. After all, there are still a small number of treasures privately collected by the people. If you want to see the real thing, the museum is a better choice.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, it is almost the warmest time of the day. Winter makes people feel lazy, there are no people on the street, and the museum is sparsely populated. Wang Meng helped us open the car door and led us to the back door of the museum.

The main entrance of the museum is the ticket office, and the back entrance is an iron gate. A guard stood at the gate. When he saw us walking past, he immediately stopped and said, "You can't go this way. I want to enter the museum to buy tickets at the main entrance."

"We're here to find someone," Wang Meng said.

"Who are you looking for?" The guard frowned slightly.

"Dr. Li." Wang Meng said.

"Dr. Li?" The guard froze for a moment.

"You know which one it is." Wang Meng said, "Just call him and ask. My boss' surname is Wu."

The guard was skeptical, dialed a number, his tone was very cautious when he connected, and after hanging up the phone, his attitude towards us was obviously better: "Go in."

The three of us were walking in the backyard of the museum, and I couldn't help but say, "Wang Meng, you've made progress. You've learned how to contact talents."

"Boss, you think too much." Wang Meng said, "This person is yours."

I was taken aback, thinking that I don’t have a museum person. While speaking, I had already reached the office area behind the museum. There was a man standing on the steps. He was already smiling when he saw us. Bowed: "Little Third Master."

When I saw the man's face, I recognized him immediately.He used to be a buddy under me. It is said that he was a student who graduated from the archeology department of a university in the old days. After graduation, he was supposed to be assigned to work in the desert.

Later, he often wandered around the Antique Street, and was found to be a bit capable, so he stayed in the shop as an apprentice all the time, and he followed my third uncle, and everyone called him "Brother Li".He has always dealt with Mingqi, and at the beginning of the year before last, probably because he was tired of doing this business, he proposed to me that he wanted to quit.

In our line of business, it doesn't mean that you can quit if you quit, not to mention that if Sange Li often handles some good things, it's hard to guarantee whether he has bad intentions. I will give him a good life, but I didn't make things difficult for him and gave him 2 yuan.

In fact, it’s not that I’m a good person. The main reason is that I really don’t have anything for him to look at for me. I’ve been fighting for money all these years, and I don’t have anything in his hands. I thought it would be useless to support this person. , I let him go, but I didn't expect him to miss me very much.

"I haven't seen you for a few years." I said, "Brother Li, how are you doing?"

"Thanks to the little third master, I have a good life." Li San looked at Poker bottle as he spoke, and he could see that he was a little curious about Poker bottle, but he still didn't ask anything, "Little third master, what are you doing this time?" What's the matter?"

"I got a few things, and I want to ask you to check the age." I said, "You should also know the rules of our business."

"That's natural." Li San nodded and said, "Little San Ye, come with me."

I followed Li San into the office building. After passing the triple security door, there was a laboratory in the corner. I opened the triple security door and checked my fingerprints. Then Li San opened the door of the laboratory. There were many things in the room. Some of them were quite old at first glance, and Li San also knew that my family was well-off, so he took me in with confidence.

I handed the two tortoise shells to Li San, and asked him to help us find a way to copy the words on the amethyst box. The oil bottle was not handed to him.

"I'll go with you." Poker bottle said.

"This..." Li San looked a little embarrassed, he looked at me, and I said, "Let him go with you, he doesn't like your things."

Only then did Li San respond, and left with the bottle of oil. Wang Meng and I sat on the chair outside and stared at each other. Later, I was really bored, so I looked up at my watch. Li San and Poker Fing came out when they were young. Poker Fing held the amethyst box in one hand and a stack of paper in the other hand, which was a photocopied image of the words on the box.

"Little Sanye, the tortoise shell may have to wait for a few more days, about three days." Li San said to me.

"Understood." I said, "Watch carefully, don't lose it."

"Don't worry, this place will definitely not." Li San said with a smile.

I glanced at Wang Meng and signaled him to ask people to guard this area, Wang Meng nodded, and the three of us bid farewell to Li San.

Back in the car again, Wang Meng asked me: "Boss, are you going back to Beijing immediately, or are you going to wait another three days?"

I was a little hesitant, because Xiaohua was in a hurry, but if I only had to wait for three days, I think it would be good to wait here, so that at least the result would come out, and I could immediately put the two turtle shells back together and put them in the I'm always a little worried about Li San's place.

So I called Fatty and told him that we would go back after three days when the results came out, and I sent him the photocopied pictures of those amethyst boxes, so that he could bring the photos to Ruan Qi and ask.

After finishing my work, I looked up at the sky. At five o’clock in winter, the sky had already started to get dark. Under the setting sun, Changsha, roads, buildings and street trees were all gilded with a layer of gold, giving off a long-lost and familiar warmth.

I looked at Wang Meng, then at Poker Bottle, and said, "Let's go, let's go home."