Five days later, in the afternoon.
Waterfront Centre, Utility Room.
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 listlessly found two new Bed Sheet, "I'll go to the guest room to deliver something." The Power of Time and Wealth 266
"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 center. Every day he was as tired as his third grandson. He had never done so much work in his life. Although he was very impatient, Dong Xuebin persisted for the sake of work. When he got down, in addition to working, he consciously observed the situation of the center, such as where the manager's office was, where things could be hidden here, who their boss was, etc. However, because he was at a relatively low level, he didn't gain much, and many things were unclear.
This is not going to work. If it goes on like this, even if the cultural relics are really here, they will move them sooner or later! Gotta think of a way!
Dong Xuebin was walking in the corridor and was about to wash his towels in the back when someone suddenly stopped him.
It's Crew Cut, "Xie Hao, put down the towel first and follow me."
Dong Xuebin's heart tightened with suspicion, "What are you doing?"
"The customer over there at 303 needs a massage. We don't have enough manpower now. You can go get one first." Crew Cut 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 no choice but to follow him upstairs. At the end of the corridor, Crew Cut pointed to the room and briefly told him how to massage. Anyway, it was just 40 minutes of back massage, which was relatively simple. Then Crew Cut went downstairs. Dong Xuebin patted his forehead without saying anything. He walked over and knocked on the door. When a woman inside said 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 fugitive gave a faint hum 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 fu girl 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 a few crow's feet at the corners of her eyes added a bit of mature charm to her, which was charming. Seeing that the beauty was just passable, Dong Xuebin's disgust immediately faded away. It was better than giving a massage to a smelly, sweaty old man.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Dong Xuebin touched her shoulders through the yukata and pressed them down.
Hou Qing stopped looking at the impurities and threw them aside, "Young man is not very strong. How long have you been doing this?"
Dong Xuebin said, "It didn't take long." The Power of Time and Wealth 266
"... What's your name?"
"Xie Hao."
"Well, a good name." Hou Qing turned his head slightly and glanced at him.
Dong Xuebin didn't have much intention to chat with her, and was still thinking about how to get access to those cultural relics.
Talking about nothing, Hou Qing suddenly asked, "How is your boss 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 the manager is in charge here."
Hou Qing nodded and said nothing more.
Dong Xuebin became interested instead, "Sister, do you know our boss?"
"Haha, I've met twice and never said anything." Hou Qing closed his eyes in enjoyment, "What is the manager busy with recently?"
Dong Xuebin had already pinched her waist, "The manager doesn't come often. He only comes to the center once every two or three days. Maybe the boss has business with other places that he needs to take care of." Finally, Dong Xuebin tried to trick her again, wanting to know where the Boss Wu was, but found nothing.
Forty minutes passed in a blink of an eye.
Hou Qing sat up from the bed, straightened out his slightly disheveled yukata, 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. 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 find you if I need you." Hou Qing mo gave him a small fee of one hundred yuan, "Here."
Dong Xuebin Hu Siluàn remembered, call me after one o'clock? Depend on! Why are you calling me in the middle of the night?
After leaving the guest room, Dong Xuebin continued working and went to the back workroom to wash Bed Sheet 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 returned to the dormitory with sweat on their backs and lay on the bed to rest. Dong Xuebin sleeps on the upper bunk, and Xiao Shi lives on the lower bunk. Logically speaking, Xiao Shi has been here longer than Dong Xuebin, so he should be very familiar with the others. I got it, but on the first day when Dong Xuebin arrived, he discovered that other people in the dormitory would rather talk to the new Dong Xuebin than hang out with Xiao Shi jiāo.
Half an hour passed.
A little while passed. The Power of Time and Wealth 266
Everyone was awake and talking about women.
Dong Xuebin naturally wasn't 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 has been thinking about it for the past five days, and he hasn't come up with any good ideas. Alas, it seems that he thought too simply at the beginning, thinking that everything would be fine if he could sneak in. But now that you haven't even gotten anything valuable, 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 Crew Cut walked in, "Xiao Shi! Xiao Shi!"
Xiao Shi was already asleep, and mimi opened her eyes in confusion, "Brother Liu, what's the matter?"
"Get dressed and get up, come with me, hurry up, the manager is waiting to see you!" Crew Cut urged.
Xiao Shi mihuo sat up in confusion, a little frightened, and didn't understand why the manager asked him to go there. Seeing Crew Cut taking Xiao Shi away, Dong Xuebin was also stunned for a moment, and his mind was spinning rapidly. The other people in the dormitory also had similar expressions and were talking in low voices.
"Why is the manager looking for him?"
"Yes, he is a thief. Do we still need to promote him?"
"Xiao stole?" Dong Xuebin said in surprise, "Xiao Shi ever committed a crime?"
The young man sleeping on the lower bunk nodded, "It seems that he stole something in some province Southern Region, and then came here."
No wonder everyone doesn't like to talk to him, he turns out to be a thief. Dong Xuebin said, "What did he steal? Wallet? Cell phone? Or did he sneak in and pick the lock?"
The young man shook his head, "I don't know the details. It seemed that a few antiques were stolen during the incident."
Dong Xuebin's eyes flickered, vaguely feeling as if he had discovered some important clue.
About ten minutes later, Xiao Shi came back, alone. Everyone else in the dormitory asked him what was going on and what the manager wanted to do with him, but Xiao Shi remained taciturn and didn't say a word. He just shook his head and got into bed. Normally, everyone's attitude towards Xiao Shi is not very good, so there is 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 one 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?"
The relationship between Xiao Shi and Dong Xuebin was okay. After thinking about it, he quietly told him, "The manager asked me to look at a few antiques and let him appraise them." After a pause, he hesitated and said, "I have been exposed to antiques before. 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 be here?"
Curio?
Identification?
Dong Xuebin was excited when he heard it. He suppressed his emotions and whispered, "What kind of antique is it?"
Xiao Shi shook his head, "There are bottles, jars, and others, I can't name them."
Dong Xuebin took a breath, and his blood began to boil. Xiao Shi's words and a series of actions by the manager almost made Dong Xuebin find the answer. There were too many things revealed in it. Why should we ask Xiao Shi to identify antiques? Even if a little thief has access to antiques, he is not a professional. Anyone pulled from the antique shop is better than him. There may be only one explanation, and that is that Provincial Museum has the stolen cultural relics in their hands. They dare not publicize it or show it to the experts for fear of leaking the news, so they look for people who know antiques from their subordinates.
Another piece of information is that the manager's boss probably bought these antiques from someone who stole the museum, but he doesn't know whether they are genuine or not. Maybe those people have prepared counterfeit replacements in advance. Liu Sheng Jade Burial Suit may be easier to identify, but other cultural relics are not so easy to see. They may now need someone who knows how to identify to help them reassure themselves and determine the authenticity of those cultural relics!
Yes!
That must be it!
Dong Xuebin took a deep breath. He knew that his chance to enter that circle had come. Find an opportunity, you 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 Crew Cut 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 wondered, "Really?
"Well, it's a technology passed down from my parents' generation. "Dong Xuebin said.
Crew Cut'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."
Crew Cut 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.
Crew Cut's eyes widened, "Come with me!"
Inside an office.
Crew Cut brought Dong Xuebin into the house, where sat the manager Ma Wentao and several Big Man in suits.
Seeing them coming in, Ma Wentao frowned, "Is something wrong?"
Crew Cut hurriedly said, "Manager, 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."
Crew Cut's face was stern, "Just say what you are told!" 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 do miscellaneous things in the future. I will directly ask you to be the lobby manager. If you have anything else you want, I can also satisfy you. It's a good thing. Don't be afraid, you know?"
Dong Xuebin hesitated and nodded.
Ma Wentao hummed, "Now tell me, do you know about antiques?"
After being questioned repeatedly by them, Dong Xuebin "finally" told the truth and said with a wry smile, "That happened in the past. Back then, I followed a few relatives in our family to make fake cultural relics for takeout. Later, the police discovered it, so I ran to Beihe Province and entered Brother Bao's auto repair shop."
Ma Wentao Then I understood 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."
Ma Wentao thought about it and let Crew Cut leave. He and a few bodyguards were the only ones left in the room. "Xiao Xie, I have a few antiques here. You should take a look first." He winked at the man in a suit next to him, and the man took out several boxes from the cabinet and placed them on the desk one by one. Ma Wentao said with relief, "Don't be nervous. As long as you can say these things correctly, you will follow me from now on. I will indispensable prosperity and wealth without you."
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 definitely did not dare to let the thing see the light, let alone an outsider, so he first tested it with a few antiques. If Dong Xuebin could identify it and prove that he had this ability, he would probably have the opportunity to come into contact with the later batch of cultural relics. Wanting to understand this, Dong Xuebin became more energetic. He walked up a few steps and looked at this thing up and down.
Inside was a piece of pottery, which was tattered and looked very old.
But Dong Xuebin, who has been exposed to antiques, naturally knows that the surface cannot explain anything. There is a technique called old-fashioned.
Thinking that they were using things to test themselves, they probably wouldn't be using genuine goods. Dong Xuebin quickly thought of words. Hu luàn guessed. "This thing is a fake. It looks very old, but it is obviously made artificially. Look here, here, the traces are too obvious."
Ma Wentao frowned and asked someone to open the next box.
There is a string 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 while, and it must not be fake to be played with like this. It must be something on Ma Wentao's body, so he said, "This is rosewood, the color is very good, it must be real."
Ma Wentao asked someone to open the last box again.
A copper coin showed signs of rust, with the words "Zhi Zheng Treasure" engraved on it.
Dong Xuebin thought that it was not easy to counterfeit copper coins because the cost was relatively high, so 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 saying that, Dong Xuebin didn't know how many of them were 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: Uh-huh, "Which one did I say wrong?"
The one Big Man next to him sneered and said, "None of them are right! Is this called understanding antiques?"
Dong Xuebin said, "Impossible."
Before bringing the items, Ma Wentao had already had them appraised by an antique appraisal firm. He already knew whether these items were genuine or not, so of course he had a good idea. When Big Man saw that Dong Xuebin wouldn't leave, he went over and pushed him out of the door. Dong Xuebin didn't want to give up such a good opportunity, so he asked him which one he was wrong about.
Then Big Man curled his lips and said, "You have so little knowledge and you are still going to fake it? The pottery is authentic from the Stone Age. It is very old and has high historical value, but it is not worth much. The red sandalwood bracelet is a fake. The patina is applied on the back. It is actually a kind of wood similar to red sandalwood. No. It's valuable, and the characters on the copper coins are crooked. They are a batch of fake ancient coins, and the genuine ones are not from the Ming Dynasty as you said, but are from the Yuan Dynasty! Okay, okay! Let's go! It's a waste of time!" He is the one who took the things to the antique shop for appraisal, and he knows very well.
Dong Xuebin yelled, "Holy shit, it's all wrong?" He didn't expect that his level was so poor!
But it's okay! There's still a chance!
bTwo minutes!!
A change before my eyes!
"Xiao Xie, I have a few antiques here, take a look first."
Ma Wentao asked someone to take 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 rubbed it, "Normally when we fake it, it's impossible to make it to this extent. This one looks like the traces of time, and it can't be made. I think it should be something from the Stone Age. However, although this kind of thing is old and has high historical value, its economic value is not big, and it is not worth much."
Ma Wentao narrowed his eyes slightly, "Show him the next one!"
The rosewood bracelet was taken out.
Dong Xuebin moved, weighed it, and said, "The patina is applied later. This technique is often used there to make it look older. If it were real rosewood, few people would be willing to be so naughty. Most of this wood is fake and worthless."
Ma Wentao's heart moved, "Next."
Dong Xuebin talked eloquently. "It's a copper coin? But the rust was scraped off from other bronzes and pasted on it. I used this technique when I was making antiques, and the words were all crooked. It didn't look like a serious Yuan Dynasty'Zhi Zheng Treasure'."
All three are said.
Several Big Man looked at each other in surprise.
Ma Wentao slapped the table, "Okay, okay, okay!" His eyes were full of satisfaction.