As he spoke, he looked at the staff aside calmly, took out a card, and said, "Call your curator over."
Seeing what he had in his hand, the staff member was startled, and immediately became respectful towards him, "Please wait a moment."
Seeing this scene, Jiang Tang looked at the thing in his hand with some surprise, and asked curiously: "Brother Chen, what is this?"
"Their curator gave me a membership card. I bought something from him before, and he gave it to me."
"Can you buy anything here?" Jiang Tang was even more surprised, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on other cultural relics from China.
She had been brought up by her masters since she was a child, so she didn't care if they said she was old-fashioned.
In her opinion, things belonging to their Chinese country should be placed on their Chinese land.
He Chen nodded, "Yes, yes, but the money will be a lot, because the initiative is in their hands."
This is also a very helpless thing. You can only let the other party set the price. Even so, there are still many people working hard.
He looked at the antiques and said, "Don't worry, we will get them back one day."
"Yeah." Jiang Tang nodded and forced herself to look away. This matter was destined to be a long-term matter. What she was more concerned about now was what was going on with the evil aura on the vase.
They didn't have to wait too long, and soon the staff came over with a man in a suit and ties.
"Mr. He." As soon as the man saw He Chen, his eyes lit up, he walked over quickly and extended his hand enthusiastically.
He Chen nodded slightly, shook hands with him, and greeted him in a calm manner, "Mr. Myron."
In contrast, Myron's attitude was much more attentive. He looked at He Chen with a smile and asked: "Why is Mr. He here? Is there anything you need to buy? I'm really sorry, we haven't held an auction recently.
Plan to meet."
That's what he said, but his calculations were still going on in his mind.
These Chinese people are the most patriotic. They are willing to pay any price to get their things back. They are so easy to manipulate. No one can earn money better than them.
Seeing his expression, He Chen understood what he was thinking. He glanced at him and was too lazy to argue with him. There was no need to waste words with such a person who had no sense of national belonging.
He looked directly at Jiang Tang and signaled that she could ask if she had anything she wanted to ask.
Jiang Tang couldn't wait for a long time, so he didn't go around in circles and asked directly: "Mr. Myron, where did you get this vase?"
After hearing this, Myron noticed that there was another person following him. When he saw Jiang Tang's face, his eyes lit up and flashed with surprise.
When he noticed an indifferent gaze, he turned around and saw He Chen staring at him coldly, with a warning in his eyes. He came back to his senses in an instant, not daring to look around anymore, and just thinking about their relationship in his mind.
No matter what, to be able to come with He Chen, I think he is not an ordinary person.
At the moment, he didn't dare to play any tricks. There was nothing he couldn't say, so he said, "Mr. Mo donated it some time ago."
"Mr. Mo?" Jiang Tang narrowed his eyes, "Who is that?"
She still thought this was a cultural relic that had been plundered, but it turned out to be donated?
It sounds like the time interval is not very far away, and the name sounds like a Chinese.
Jiang Tang's eyes instantly darkened.
Speaking of him, Myron is full of admiration.
"That's a very powerful master of metaphysics. His calculations are extremely accurate and very powerful."
He encouraged and praised, and every sentence contained a word of praise, which showed how much he respected me.
Jiang Tang looked at him and asked, "Chinese?"
"Yes." Myron nodded, "Mr. Mo is also from your country, China. Your country is really full of outstanding people."
Because of Mr. Mo, Myron also highly praised the Chinese people.
Jiang Tang sneered, showing no appreciation.
She really wanted to meet Mr. Mo for a while.
How many people have worked hard and spent so much effort to bring these cultural relics back, but he could just donate them directly, which is really generous.
But this is not the point. What is more important is what purpose did he have in sending a vase with evil spirits.
After thinking for a moment, she asked directly: "Can I ask where Master Mo is?"
Hearing this, Myron suddenly became wary, looked at her suspiciously, shook his head and said, "Master Mo is very mysterious and doesn't easily meet people."
Practice fraud.
Jiang Tang sneered in her heart, but said with a smile on her face: "It's like this, I have encountered some problems recently, and I want to ask the fortune teller for advice. I happened to hear Mr. Myron say that Mr. Mo is great, so I wanted to visit him.
."
That's it.
The guard on Myron's face dissipated a little, but he still shook his head, "Madam, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but we don't know where he is. Mr. Mo said that everything depends on fate. When there is a fate, it will naturally happen.
I’ll see you soon.”
Why do these words sound so similar to what she used to say when she was setting up a stall under the overpass diagonally across from the charlatan who was trying to swindle money?
At this moment, Jiang Tang couldn't help but start to doubt the true level of Mr. Mo.
But naturally she would not say this.
Still asked: "Then how can I have a fate with this Mr. Mo?"
She had a great attitude, always had a smile on her face, and her appearance was just in line with Myron's taste. Seeing her like this, he didn't hide anything at the moment, and said with dignity: "Well, I'll give you an address, that's
A place where Mr. Mo often goes, but he will appear in a different appearance every time. If you are destined, you will naturally see him."
Different look?
Jiang Tang thought to himself, is he disguised?
"Then how can I recognize who Mr. Mo is?"
"If you are destined, you will recognize it naturally." Myron said in a cryptic manner.
He is a foreigner, and it sounds very funny how he has a destiny every time.
Jiang Tang glanced at him with a half-smile, and felt even more deeply that this so-called Mr. Mo was a charlatan.
But I guess he has some skills, at least the evil spirit on this vase is something.
She must go and see this person.
You must first determine what his purpose is.
His methods reminded her of the Sanyin Sect.
Only they can use such means.
Speaking of the Sanyin Sect, Peng Zhen comes to mind. He was caught by them so easily. There is no way he had any hidden tricks.
"That's right." A white light flashed in his mind, and Jiang Tang suddenly remembered something. He looked at He Chen and asked, "Brother Chen, do you still remember the last name of Peng Zhen's third apprentice?"
He Chen thought about it and said, "Mo."
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other with a look of surprise.