Dong Xuebin panted and hugged a pile of towels, "Xiao Shi, there are not enough towels in the guest room. Let's wash them as soon as possible."
"Well, you go ahead." Xiao Shi found two new sheets listlessly, "I'll go to the guest room to deliver something."
"By the way, bring me a bag of laundry. There may not be enough over there."
Xiao Shi nodded, opened the door and went out, "I understand."
For five consecutive days, Dong Xuebin was washing towels in the bathing center. He was as tired as his third grandson every day. He had never done so much work in his life. Although he was very impatient, for the sake of work, Dong Xuebin
Still persevered, in addition to working, he consciously observed the situation in the bathing center, such as where the manager's office is, where things can be hidden here, who is their boss, etc., but because of his hierarchy
It is relatively low, so the gains are not great, and many things are still unclear.
This can't go on like this. If it goes on like this, even if the cultural relics are here, they will sooner or later move them! We have to find a way!
Dong Xuebin was walking in the corridor and was about to wash towels in the back when someone suddenly stopped him.
It was the little crew chief, "Xie Hao, put down the towel first and follow me."
Dong Xuebin's heart tightened with suspicion, "What are you going to do?"
"The customers over there at 303 need a massage. We don't have enough manpower now. You can go get one first." Xiao Pingtou ordered.
"But I haven't learned it?"
"That's almost enough. Can you still squeeze it?"
There was no other way, so Dong Xuebin had to follow him upstairs. At the end of the corridor, Xiao Pingtou pointed to the room and briefly told him how to massage. Anyway, it was just a gentle massage on the back for forty minutes, and then
The boy went downstairs. Dong Xuebin patted his forehead and said nothing. He walked over and knocked on the door. Hearing a woman inside say please come in, he stepped into the house and closed the door with his backhand.
Lying on the bed was a middle-aged woman in her late thirties, reading a magazine.
Dong Xuebin said expressionlessly: "Did you order the massage?"
The woman hummed lightly and looked sideways at him, "Try a little more force on your hands, don't be too gentle."
"Oh." Dong Xuebin went to the bathroom to wash his hands first, then walked over and sat on the bed.
The woman was wearing a white yukata, her neck was bare, and she probably wasn't wearing anything underneath. She had a pretty good figure, a little plump, and her face couldn't be said to be particularly beautiful. At least she still had some charm, and there were a few spots in the corners of her eyes.
The strands of crow's feet added a bit of mature charm to her, which was quite attractive. Seeing that the beautiful woman looked just okay, Dong Xuebin's disgusted mood immediately faded away. It was better than giving a massage to a smelly and sweaty old man.
ah.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Dong Xuebin touched her shoulder through the bathrobe and pressed it.
Hou Qing stopped looking at the impurities and threw them aside, "Young man is very strong. How long have you been doing this?"
Dong Xuebin said: "It didn't take long."
"……What is your name?"
"Xie Hao."
"Well, what a good name." Hou Qing turned her head and glanced at him slightly.
Dong Xuebin didn't have much intention to chat with her. He was still thinking about how to get access to those cultural relics.
While talking one after another, Hou Qing suddenly said: "How is your boss doing lately?" Seeing his confused look, Hou Qing said: "Is it still Boss Wu? Has there been a replacement?"
Dong Xuebin looked at him and said, "I have never met the boss, so I know that Manager Ma is in charge here."
Hou Qing nodded and said nothing more.
Dong Xuebin became interested, "Sister, do you know our boss?"
"Haha, I've met twice and never said anything." Hou Qing closed her eyes with enjoyment, "What is Manager Ma busy with recently?"
Dong Xuebin had already pinched her waist, "Manager Ma doesn't come here often. He only comes to the bathing center once every two days or three. Maybe the boss has business with other places and needs Manager Ma to take care of it." Finally, Dong Xuebin tricked her again.
She tried to trick her into trying to find out where Boss Wu was, but found nothing.
Forty minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
Hou Qing sat up from the bed, straightened her slightly messy bathrobe, and said with a smile: "Young man's technique is good, it's very comfortable."
"You're welcome."
"What time do you usually have no one here at night?" Hou Qing suddenly asked.
Dong Xuebin blinked, "There are still a lot of people before twelve o'clock, but after one o'clock there may not be many people."
Hou Qing looked at him with a smile, "Well, if I need you tonight... I'll call you again. What's your number?"
"Khan, I don't have a number. I just came here temporarily. We don't have enough manpower right now."
"Okay, I remember your name anyway, Xie Hao, right? Well, I'll come to you if I need you." Hou Qing took out a hundred yuan tip and gave it to him, "Here."
Dong Xuebin started to think wildly, call me after one o'clock? Damn! Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?
After leaving the guest room, Dong Xuebin continued to work and went to the back workroom to wash sheets and towels. He was so tired that he didn't even know his last name. It wasn't until after eight o'clock in the evening that it was time to change shifts. Dong Xuebin and Xiao Shi came back sweating.
Arrive at the dormitory and lie down on the bed to rest. Dong Xuebin sleeps on the upper bunk, and Xiao Shi sleeps on the lower bunk. It stands to reason that Xiao Shi has been here longer than Dong Xuebin, so he should be familiar with the others. However, Dong Xuebin discovered on the first day when he arrived.
Others in the dormitory would rather talk to the newcomer Dong Xuebin than communicate with Xiao Shi.
Half an hour passed.
An hour passed.
Everyone was awake and talking about women.
Dong Xuebin was naturally not interested at all. He was just thinking about how to get closer to the higher level and get closer to the cultural relics. But he had been thinking about it for the past five days and could not come up with any good ideas. Alas, it seems that he thought too simply at the beginning.
You thought that if you could sneak in, everything would be fine, but now that you haven't even gotten anything of value, do you want to go to the manager's office to try your luck? It's a bit dangerous!
Early nine o'clock.
The dormitory door suddenly opened, and Xiao Pingtou walked in, "Xiao Shi! Xiao Shi!"
Xiao Shi had already fallen asleep, and here he opened his eyes in a daze, "Brother Liu, what's the matter?"
"Get dressed, get up, and come with me. Hurry up, Manager Ma is waiting to see you!" Xiao Pingtou urged.
Xiao Shi sat up in confusion, a little frightened, and didn't understand what the manager asked him to do. Seeing Xiao Pingtou taking Xiao Shi away, Dong Xuebin was stunned for a moment, his mind was spinning rapidly, and everyone else in the dormitory had similar expressions.
They were talking about something in low voices.
"Why is Manager Ma looking for him?"
"Yes, he is a thief, why should we promote him?"
"A thief?" Dong Xuebin said in surprise: "Has Xiao Shi ever committed a crime?"
The young man sleeping on the lower bunk nodded, "It seems that he stole something in some southern province and ended up here."
No wonder everyone doesn't like to talk to him. He turns out to be a thief. Dong Xuebin said: "What kind of things does he steal? Wallets? Cell phones? Or sneaking in and picking locks?"
The young man shook his head, "I don't know the specifics. It seemed that a few antiques were stolen during the incident."
Dong Xuebin's eyes flickered, vaguely feeling as if he had found some important clue.
About ten minutes later, Xiao Shi came back, alone. Everyone else in the dormitory asked him what was going on and why Manager Ma was looking for him, but Xiao Shi was silent and didn't say a word. He just shook his head and then went away.
After getting into bed, everyone usually didn't treat Xiao Shi well, so there was no need for him to be nice to others. Soon, Xiao Shi crawled out of bed again and went out to use the toilet.
Dong Xuebin took a look and immediately followed, "Wait a minute, I'll go too."
In the corridor outside, Dong Xuebin asked in a low voice, "What did I ask you to do?"
Xiao Shi's relationship with Dong Xuebin was okay. After thinking about it, he quietly told him, "Manager Ma asked me to see a few antiques and let me appraise them for him." After a pause, he hesitated and said: "I
I have been exposed to antiques before, so the manager may think I understand this, but I don’t even recognize those items, let alone appraise them. If I really know how to appraise them, why would I come here?”
antique?
Identification?
Dong Xuebin became excited when he heard this. He suppressed his emotions and whispered: "What kind of antique is it?"
Xiao Shi shook his head, "There are bottles, jars, and some other things that I can't name."
Dong Xuebin took a breath, and his blood began to boil. Xiao Shi's words and a series of actions by Manager Ma almost made Dong Xuebin find the answer. There were too many things revealed. Why should Xiao Shi be asked to identify antiques?
? Even if a thief has access to antiques, he is not a professional. Anyone picked from the antique shop is better than him. There may be only one explanation, and that is that the stolen cultural relics from the Provincial Museum are in their hands. They
I didn't dare to publicize it or show it to the experts for fear of leaking the news, so I looked for people who knew antiques among my subordinates.
Another piece of information is that this batch of antiques was probably bought by Manager Ma’s boss from someone who robbed the museum, but he doesn’t know whether they are genuine or not. Maybe those people had prepared counterfeits in advance to replace them. Liu Sheng’s gold-threaded jade garment might still be there.
It is relatively easy to identify, but other cultural relics are not so easy to see. Now they may need someone who knows how to identify to help them make sure they are authentic and fake!
Yes!
That must be it!
Dong Xuebin took a deep breath. He knew that his chance to enter that circle had come. To find an opportunity, he must find an opportunity to break into the enemy!
When he was about to enter the toilet, Dong Xuebin's eyes suddenly jumped, and he saw the little flat head walking out of it.
Dong Xuebin reacted quickly, pretending not to see him, and immediately said to Xiao Shi: "Actually, I was in the antique counterfeiting business."
Xiao Shi Qi said: "Really?
"Well, it's a technology passed down from my parents' generation." Dong Xuebin said.
Xiao Pingtou's expression was startled, and he looked at Dong Xuebin not far away, "Xie Hao."
Dong Xuebin pretended to have just seen him and walked up quickly, "Brother Liu."
Xiao Pingtou looked at him uncertainly and said, "Have you ever made antiques?"
"No, no, that's nonsense." Dong Xuebin sneered. In order not to make the matter appear too abrupt, he did not admit it at first.
Xiao Pingtou's eyes widened, "Come with me!"
Inside an office.
Xiao Pingtou took Dong Xuebin into the room, where sat Manager Ma Wentao and several big men in suits.
Seeing them coming in, Ma Wentao frowned and asked, "Is something wrong?"
Xiao Pingtou quickly said: "Manager Ma, I heard that this person has been in the antique business."
"Oh?" Ma Wentao glanced at Dong Xuebin, "Really?"
Dong Xuebin waved his hands with a grimace and said: "No, I was just talking nonsense."
Xiao Pingtou's face was stern, "Just say what you say! I won't send you to the police station! What are you afraid of!"
Dong Xuebin remained silent.
Ma Wentao looked at it and said with a soft expression: "I remember your surname is Xie, right? Xiao Xie, I just bought a few things a few days ago. If you can help me identify them, I won't have to make sundries in the future. I'll just mention them
If you want to be the lobby manager, or if you have anything else you want, I can satisfy you, that’s a good thing, don’t be afraid, you know?”
Dong Xuebin hesitated and nodded.
Ma Wentao hummed, "Now tell me, do you know anything about antiques?"
After being pressed repeatedly by them, Dong Xuebin "finally" told the truth and said with a wry smile: "That happened in the past. At first, I followed several relatives of our family to make fake cultural relics for takeout. Later, I was discovered by the police.
So I ran to Bac Ha Province and entered Brother Bao's auto repair shop."
Only then did Ma Wentao understand why he refused to admit it. It turned out to be because he was afraid of being caught by the police. "So, you are very knowledgeable about antiques?"
Dong Xuebin scratched his head, "Just a little bit."
As soon as Ma Wentao thought about it, he let Xiao Pingtou go. He and a few bodyguards were the only ones left in the room. "Xiao Xie, I have a few antiques here. You can take a look first." He called a man in a suit next to him.
With a wink, the man took out several boxes from the cabinet and placed them on the desk one by one. Ma Wentao comforted him and said: "Don't be nervous, as long as you can say these things right, you will follow me and live in glory and wealth."
Indispensable for you."
The big man in black opened the box on the far left.
At first glance, Dong Xuebin was a little disappointed, because this thing was not a stolen cultural relic from the museum. After thinking about it, he understood that Ma Wentao must not dare to let the thing see the light, let alone an outsider, so he
First test it with a few antiques. If Dong Xuebin can identify it and prove that he has this ability, he will probably have the opportunity to come into contact with the subsequent batch of cultural relics. To understand this, Dong Xuebin's spirit has also been raised to 12 points.
Walk up a few steps and look at this thing up and down.
Inside was a piece of pottery, which was quite tattered and looked very old.
But Dong Xuebin, who has been exposed to antiques, naturally knows that the surface cannot explain anything, and there is a technique called old-fashioned.
When he thought that they were using things to test themselves, they probably wouldn't be using genuine goods. Dong Xuebin quickly thought up the words and guessed randomly: "This thing is a fake. It looks very old, but it is obviously artificially made. Look,
Here, here, the traces are too obvious."
Ma Wentao frowned and asked someone to open the next box.
There is a bunch of rosewood-like bracelets here, which are well battered and seem to have been played with for a long time.
Dong Xuebin thought for a moment, and if someone was playing with it like this, it must not be fake. It was probably something on Ma Wentao's body, so he said: "This is rosewood, the color is very true, it must be real."
Ma Wentao asked someone to open the last box again.
A copper coin showed signs of rust, with the four words "Treasure of the Most Righteous" engraved on it.
Dong Xuebin thought that it was not easy to counterfeit copper coins because the cost was relatively high. Now he pretended to pick it up and look at it, and said: "This is a genuine item. It should be from the Ming Dynasty. It is not handed down much and is of high value." After that, Dong Xuebin said.
Xue Bin didn't know how many words he got right, and looked at Ma Wentao eagerly.
What are you talking about? Ma Wentao's soft face has changed, and he curled his lips impatiently, "Okay, you can go back."
Dong Xuebin said, "Which one did I say wrong?"
The big man next to him sneered: "None of them are right! Is this what you call knowing antiques?"
Dong Xuebin said: "It's impossible."
Before bringing the things, Ma Wentao had already checked them with an antique appraisal firm. He already knew the authenticity of these things, and of course he knew the truth. Seeing that Dong Xuebin refused to leave, the big man went over and pushed him out. Dong Xuebin
Not wanting to give up such a good opportunity, I quickly asked him which one he said was wrong.
The big man curled his lips and said: "You have so little knowledge and you are still making fake things? That pottery is authentic from the Stone Age. It is very old and has high historical value, but it is not worth much. That red sandalwood bracelet is a fake, including
The pulp is all applied on the back, which is actually a kind of wood similar to red sandalwood. It is worthless. There are also the copper coins, the characters are all crooked. They are a batch of counterfeit ancient coins, and the real ones are not the Ming Dynasty you are talking about.
It's from the Yuan Dynasty! Okay, okay! Let's go quickly! It's a waste of time!" He was the one who took the items to the antique shop for appraisal, and he knew very well.
Dong Xuebin shouted, "Holy shit, are you wrong? He didn't expect that his level was so poor!"
But it’s okay! There’s still a chance!
back two minutes!!
Change before your eyes!
"Xiao Xie, I have a few antiques here. You can take a look first."
Ma Wentao asked someone to bring out the things.
Time has gone back!!
"Don't be nervous, as long as you can say these things right, you will follow me from now on, and prosperity and wealth will be yours." Ma Wentao looked at him quietly, with a little expectation in his eyes.
Dong Xuebin breathed out, looked at the pottery, stretched out his hand and touched it, "Usually we fake it to make it old, but it's impossible to make it to this extent. This looks like the traces of time, and it can't be done.
I think it should be something from the Stone Age, but although these things are old and have high historical value, their economic value is not great and they are not worth much."
Ma Wentao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Show him the next one!"
The rosewood bracelet was taken out.
Dong Xuebin touched it, weighed it, and said: "The patina is applied later. This technique is often used here to make it look older. If it were real rosewood, I'm afraid it would be very old."
Very few people are willing to do this. Most of the wood is fake and worthless."
Ma Wentao's heart moved, "Next."
Dong Xuebin talked eloquently: "It's a copper coin? But the rust is scraped off other bronzes and pasted on it. I also used this method when I was making antiques, and the characters were all crooked. It was not a serious Yuan Dynasty to
The appearance of a treasure of righteousness."
All three have been said.
Several big men looked at each other in surprise.
Ma Wentao slapped the table and said, "Okay, okay, okay!" His eyes were full of satisfaction.