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As soon as he said this.
Everyone was silent.
That young man, Lin Xian, was the donor of the authentic work of 'Dream of the Red Chamber', the honorary curator of the Palace Museum, and a young man who had done a good deed. He was the most famous young man in the world.
A hero who 'framed' the people like this.
It's a little disrespectful
Director Wu picked up his teacup and drank some water. He closed his eyes and did not speak.
As the curator of the Forbidden City, how could someone as smart as him not notice this?
Director Wu had guessed from the start that the last page was definitely not lost for no reason.
However, the Forbidden City had a clear rule.
As for the cultural relics that were handed in voluntarily, they would not ask about the origin or unnecessary questions.
Therefore, Director Wu never asked Lin Xian any more questions.
The other party did not want a few million yuan and handed over the cultural relics for free. Compared to this noble spirit, the source of the cultural relics was not worth mentioning at all.
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The elders at the scene began to whisper.
Liu Yanqing coughed twice. After the scene quieted down, he shook his head.
"Don't spout nonsense."
Everyone lowered their heads and stopped talking.
But for a long time
Liu Yanqing coughed twice again.
"But I think we can visit Lin Xian and ask him to give us a poem.”
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Her words woke him up from his dream!
All the elders sat up straight!
That's right!
They were always thinking about how the last page was missing and where the last page went.
Actually, it didn't matter where the last page was or whether it existed or not!
What was important was the poem and the content!
The atmosphere immediately became lively!
"Yes, yes, yes! Elder Liu was right! Who cares where the last page is? We only need to know the content of that poem!”
"That's right! We can ask the honorary director to recite a poem for us! Who said that it was definitely the ending of 'Dream of the Red Chamber'?”
"We just want to hear a poem from Director Lin! It had nothing to do with 'Dream of the Red Chamber'!”
"Eh, that's right. I just like listening to young people recite poems. It's just fun!”
"If Director Lin has such noble moral character, then he must have noble poetry! I'm willing to exchange my painting of 'Flourishing Chrysanthemum' for Mister Lin's calligraphy!”
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Liu Yanqing's "crooked idea" instantly cleared the minds of the elders!
The same problem could be solved easily by changing his train of thought!
Liu Yanqing looked at Director Wu.
"Xiao Wu, is Lin Xian still at Guotai Hotel? When will he leave Hillford?"
"The plane ticket is at 6 pm tomorrow. I've arranged a car for him. I'll send him to the airport at 4 pm.”
Liu Yanqing nodded and glanced at the literary masters.
"Then let's meet up tomorrow after lunch to visit Mr. Lin.”
"Don't tell anyone about Qiu Shi. At the same time, everyone understood the rules and did not go empty-handed.”
The elders nodded!
There was no rule to go empty-handed when asking for a calligraphy treasure!
They naturally understood the meaning behind Liu Yanqing's words.
To people like them who pursued the realm, money and whatnot were just worldly possessions. As long as they could know the ending poem of 'Dream of the Red Chamber', they were willing to go bankrupt!
It was getting late.
After agreeing on the meeting time tomorrow, the elders walked out of the room one by one.
In the corridor outside, there were countless bodyguards in black suits, drivers, secretaries, and nannies.
He helped them into the courtyard.
In the courtyard, all kinds of luxury cars, business cars, and station wagons were parked neatly.
Maybach, Red Flag, Lexus, Alpha
The license plates of each car were shocking.
There were even many license plates that were not blue!
Buzz!
Boom!
Buzz!
The luxury car took the old man from his family and left the Forbidden City.
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The next day.
Lin Xian went back to his room to pack his luggage after lunch.
Director Wu had arranged a car for him to take him directly to the airport in a while.
Ring ring ring
The landline phone in the room rang.
Lin Xian picked up the phone.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mr. Lin! This was the front desk. There are some old gentlemen who want to meet you. Do you think it's okay for me to arrange the most high-end room 1001 for you in the living room?”
Lin Xian frowned.
Why was there still someone here to see him at this time?
"I'm sorry. Help me tell them that I'm leaving and it's not convenient for me to meet them.”
At this moment, the sound of someone swallowing came from the other end of the phone.
His voice was a little nervous.
"I think you should meet that Mr. Lin Xian."
"These old comrades are all famous big shots!”
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