The e-sports players Ge Dong Li and Hong Haiyang were so strong that they conquered Tutuqiao and Cao Jiao.

Especially that Hong Haiyang, his skills are good, and he knows how to hype himself, so that Cao Jiao feels very appetizing, he said to that Hong Haiyang: "We are brothers, your business in the future is my business, we will work together in the e-sports industry, so that we can do things together in the e-sports industry, as long as we can make money, we must earn that money, we want to eat well, drink well, play well, and enjoy happiness together." ”

Hong Haiyang said: "In the future, you will be my eldest brother." ”

That Cao Jiao felt that he was already behind the times, because in the e-sports circle, that Tu Tuqiao, He Boge and Wei Taiqiang had left that Cao Jiao far behind, so Cao Jiao had to dig a genius, and that Hong Haiyang was the genius that he Cao Jiao dug up.

Cao Jiao wants to poach him, not only for the e-sports circle, he has a series of business intentions.

I wooed that Hong Haiyang, he personally for his wedding, and he also gave a Rolls-Royce to that Hong Haiyang. He was standing on the phone in a public phone booth across the street, his disheveled clothes looking very downcast.

"Pay the bill" Wei Taiqiang called the waiter, staring at the phone booth across the street. The little bald head didn't leave after making the call, but stood there waiting for someone.

Wei Taiqiang didn't leave the café, he sat there and observed the movements of the little bald head, who could turn his lair out. After about twenty minutes, Huang Mao came to the little bald head, and after that, the little bald head followed Huang Mao. At this time, Wei Taiqiang also left the café and secretly followed behind the two of them.

After about an hour's drive, they came to a residential area. It's quite remote, like a slum. The two of them entered a dilapidated tube building, and then went up to a room on the second floor. There was only one worn-out bed in the room, and the cotton wool on the bed had turned black, and the smell of moisture in the room made people feel like vomiting.

"You can stay here for a few days, and then you can go back after avoiding this limelight, this place is far from the city, and it should be very safe." Big brother doesn't have much money on hand now, so he can only wronged you. Huang Mao patted the shoulder of the little bald head and shook his head and sighed, "Hey, I said you, you, you shouldn't be impulsive enough to embark on this road."

"Big brother, don't say that, I think everything I did was worth it, I don't regret it"

Huang Mao smiled bitterly, "Heh, it's a man"

"Big brother, I will never forget your kindness to me, and I will never do it in the next life"

"Okay, don't say anything, taking you in is the only right thing I've done in my life, I'm very pleased"

"Big brother......" The little bald voice was a little choked.

Huang Mao turned his back, he took out the only two hundred yuan left on his body and threw it on the bed, "It's not a lot of money, save some flowers", and then he walked out of the room without looking back. When he walked out of the room, a crystal tear fell from his eyes, this was the first time he shed tears in more than ten years, and the little bald head made him feel the presence of family affection.

"Big brother......" The little bald head knelt heavily on the ground outside the door, and there was a dull sound of bang in the room.

Seeing that Huang Mao came out of the tube building and the little bald head did not come down, Wei Taiqiang showed a cold smile at the corner of his mouth. After a month of waiting, the opportunity has finally come, and tomorrow will be a day full of blood.

Wei Taiqiang leaned into a taxi and left the slum......

In addition to donating this sachet, did Mr. Zhou donate other cultural relics during his lifetime? For example...... Belch...... Another sachet? ”

When Tu Tuqiao heard this, he became suspicious. I thought it wasn't such a coincidence, I came to look for Zhou Junshi's antiques, and the Frenchman also came to the door on the same day. Out of a sense of responsibility for his own work, Tu Tuqiao immediately sank his face and interjected stiffly: "I have to remind you that all historical relics belong to the property of the state and are forbidden to be taken out of the country. ”

Luo Shang and Bai Lu looked at this guy who had been killed halfway in surprise, and Shen Ye explained, "Mr. Xiao is a staff member of the Beijing Museum. Before his death, my husband said that he would donate an antique to the country, so Mr. Xiao came to visit. He has the same purpose as you. ”

After listening to Bai Lu's translation, a look of disappointment flashed in Luo Shang's eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, shook his index finger, and said open-mindedly: "No, no, Mr. Xiao, I think you misunderstood, I just purely admired the oriental culture, and I didn't have any other intentions." He turned to Shen Ye again: "May I have the pleasure of viewing this sachet?" ”

"How do you know he's giving a sachet?" Tu Tuqiao interjected again, his eyes became sharp, "Mr. Zhou's death was sudden, even Mrs. Zhou didn't know what he was donating, how did you know?" ”

Luo Shang was suddenly caught by the contradiction in his words, and an extremely uncomfortable expression of embarrassment appeared on his face. He changed his sitting posture uneasily: "This is just my conjecture, you Chinese don't like to be symmetrical in everything." ”

Tu Tuqiao sneered. "Mr. Rochamp, anyone who has common sense of Chinese history can see that this sachet will not come in pairs."

"Why?" Luo Shang asked, his expression was interested, and even Shen Ye and Bai Lu, who was acting as the translator, turned their curious eyes on him. This made Tutuqiao very proud. Although his archaeological knowledge was made up after joining the company, and he usually did not dare to speak in front of experts, he was still very confident in teaching foreigners.

He picked up the photo and pointed to the bronze sachet on the outside, where there were eight Chinese characters: 暧嗳於凤, Shunping Harmonious Flying.

"Mr. Rochamp, do you know what these eight words mean?"

Roshan shrugged his shoulders and made a gesture of impotence: "I only know that this is the same as the ancient Babylonian script, which is all hieroglyphs." ”

"So, Miss Bailu, do you know each other?" Tu Tuqiao asked Bai Lu again.

Bai Lu didn't seem to expect that she would also be asked, so she was stunned for a moment, habitually lifted her glasses, and replied cautiously: "I know all the words, but I don't understand the meaning." ”

Tu Tuqiao left the third question to Shen Ye: "Have you watched the TVB film "Drunk and Hit the Golden Branch"? is the one starring Guan Yonghe and Ouyang Zhenhua. Shen Ye didn't expect him to ask such a question, and replied inexplicably: "Are you talking about the TV series about Guo Yi and Princess Shengping?" I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it. ”

"This cultural relic has a lot to do with that living treasure couple." Tu Tuqiao shook the photo in his hand proudly, and continued: "According to research, the owner of this sachet is Princess Shengping, the daughter-in-law of Guo Ziyi, the famous minister of the Tang Dynasty and the daughter of the Tang Dynasty, which should have a history of more than 1,200 years.