Chen Sheng was staring intently at the table on the stage when his fat body suddenly trembled.
He quickly looked away, looked at Yu Qian, and said flatteringly: "Young Master Yu, please don't worry about this, I know what to do."
Yu Qian nodded, then continued to lean on the sofa, closed his eyes, and no longer paid attention to what was happening on the stage.
"Open the red cloth!"
Following Tang Rong's order, the red cloth covering the table was untied.
A huge long table, about five meters long and three meters wide, appeared completely in front of everyone's sight.
Calligraphy and painting, antiques, statues... these are things that can only be seen in the news and TV, as well as some reports about the loss of national treasures, all presented on the huge long table.
Tang Bohu’s calligraphy and painting...
Qing Jiaqing White Jade Carved Phoenix Pattern Changyi Descendants Plaque...
Golden sword hilt from the Eastern Zhou Dynasty...
The famous painter Yan Liben of the Tang Dynasty's work "Pictures of Emperors of the Past Dynasties"...
Da Verde vase…
…
A total of thirteen pieces!
Every exhibit represents the humiliating history of China’s past that cannot be erased by history!
See these thirteen exhibits on display.
Almost everyone at the scene stood up in shock.
Some items, even people from the top ten families, couldn't help but be moved and stood up to take a closer look.
Mountain lights, shutter sound... one after another!
Countless cameras are all focusing their lenses on the thirteen exhibits on the stage at this moment!!
"National treasures... These are three exhibits. All of them are national treasures! They are truly national treasures that cannot be measured by their value!"
An old man with white hair and glasses and a long beard trembled excitedly, and his eyes were already moist.
"I really didn't expect that Tang Rong would have such great power overseas. Each of these thirteen exhibits would be enough for the country to send a special plane to bring him back from overseas. But he could collect them all by himself.
Thirteen pieces.”
Even though I already knew the contents of the exhibits, when I saw these thirteen exhibits appearing under the lights and on the soil of China, I still couldn't help but admire them with excitement.
"But it's all thanks to Brother Lu. If it weren't for Brother Lu, there would only be one or two pieces in these exhibits at most. He probably plans to hide the rest and sell them at a higher price secretly." Zhong Boyong curled his lips and said.
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"Does this exhibit have something to do with Lu Fan?" Tang Huanxi said in surprise.
Lu Fan smiled bitterly, not knowing how to explain it.
In fact, last night in Tang Rong's villa, Lu Fan discovered that this old guy had hidden a lot of good stuff, and forced him to hand it over. However, he didn't eat his stuff in vain. He guaranteed that Tang Rong's life would be safe.
And he was able to settle down in the country and successfully transfer his other assets to the country. After all, for his current situation, being able to survive is already a blessing among misfortunes.
While talking, Chen Sheng in the audience had been invited to the stage by Tang Rong. He was holding a certificate of honor and took a photo with Tang Rong to receive these donations on behalf of Nanhai Province.
"Why is there no dragon head?"
"Didn't you see that painting?"
Discussions began to erupt among the ten major families.
Nangong Wuxiu stared at the paintings on the stage and asked the elders of the family who were brought with him: "It seems that there is no blue and black composition picture mentioned in the intelligence. Have we been fooled?"
The old man did not speak, but kept staring at the ancient scroll that was being rolled up on the table, and said, "The secret of Qingwu may be in this painting."
