When Chen Hui took a taxi and rushed to the Jinyang Museum, it was already half past eight. According to Chen Hui's calculation, even if the people from the Southern Henan Museum came to pick up the restored antiques, it would be at least around ten o'clock, but he had just arrived at the door.

Lao Wang, who was smoking a cigarette, called out to him.

"Chen Hui, why did you come?"

Lao Wang anxiously waved to him, signaling him to speed up and stop inking.

As soon as Chen Hui heard Lao Wang's anxious words, the tone and content were so familiar. Three days ago, he had also arrived at the entrance of the museum and was urged to go back by Lao Wang. As a result, he was unjustly accused and broke his jade pen.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Hui asked calmly with a smile on his lips. He is no longer the Chen Hui he was three days ago. Now that he has a jade pen, he has become more confident.

Lao Wang was shocked by Chen Hui's calmness. He couldn't understand how Chen Hui, who had gotten into trouble, could still laugh. He opened his mouth and hurriedly reminded: "If the people from the Southern Henan Museum come to repair it, it can't be repaired."

I just went in. I wanted to call you and ask you to come over quickly.

You don’t know that Zhang Bin has arrived early and is now talking to the person who receives and repairs antiques from the Southern Henan Museum. You slapped Zhang Bin three days ago. Zhang Bin has always held a grudge and said many times in private

But no matter what, I have to convince the people at the Southern Henan Museum to punish you severely.

You go in quickly, and you will meet the person in charge of the museum soon. Explain it to them carefully and have a correct attitude. Zhang Bin may be saying something bad about you."

"Thank you, Uncle Wang, everything will be fine."

Chen Hui entered the museum calmly. Although his plan to absorb the ancient jade after arriving at the museum was aborted, there were very few cracks remaining on the jade pen. As long as he worked hard, the people at the South Henan Museum should be able to accommodate himself. All he needed was

A piece of ancient jade can be repaired by yourself.

Lao Wang smoked a cigarette and looked at Chen Hui, who was full of confidence and walked leisurely and leisurely inward in confusion. Could it be that Chen Hui repaired the broken jade pen? But Zhang Bin secretly asked many times

As mentioned before, it is impossible for Chen Hui to repair the jade pen. What does he rely on for his calmness and calmness? Is it because he knows that it is impossible to repair and is doomed, so it doesn't matter anymore?

When Chen Hui walked in the museum, all the staff he met would give him mixed looks. There were surprise, pity, gloating, and sympathy in their eyes...

Chen Hui ignored any gazes and walked towards the reception room with his head held high, like a victor coming off the battlefield.

Reception room.

"Director Cui, you have worked hard this time. The antiques you delivered to Jinyang Museum for restoration have been restored. Please accept them."

Zhang Bin spoke in a drake voice and warmly greeted a middle-aged man with a shaved head and a bright forehead like a 120-degree light bulb.

"good."

With a smile on his face, Cui Yongyuan waved to the connoisseur who came with him, asking him to check out the repaired finished product.

The connoisseur of the Southern Henan Museum took out a manual from his pocket. The manual contained images of antiques, and each antique was marked with a number.

This batch of antiques shipped to Jinyang Museum were all shipped directly after being cleaned up not long ago. What the images have in common is that every image is a damaged product.

Connoisseurs make careful comparisons with reference to the pictures.

"How is it? Is the restoration level of our Jinyang Museum acceptable?" Zhang Bin said proudly.

"Yes, the connection between the repair parts is perfect, which greatly increases the appreciation of the remaining pieces. It is really wise to hand it over to Jinyang Museum for repair this time. It seems that we will strengthen cooperation in the future."

After inspecting more than a dozen items in a row, the connoisseur was full of praise and was very satisfied with the restoration of the antiques.

"Our curator asked me to bring 100,000 yuan this time to reward restorers who have made special contributions to restoration. You will introduce them to me one by one in a moment. I will select the most powerful restorer and divide the rewards.

Awarded." Cui Yongyuan reached out and touched his shiny, obviously waxed bald head, and his smile became even brighter.

One hundred thousand yuan is an expression of gratitude to the Southern Henan Museum. One hundred thousand yuan is not too much. According to the curator's preliminary estimate, after these restored antiques are brought back, once the exhibition starts, the income from the ticket sales alone will be

, it’s not just 100,000 yuan, it’s definitely a guaranteed profit.

One hundred thousand yuan also implies a desire to make friends and win over. The Southern Henan Museum has always been short of a restorer. If we can take advantage of the reward to recruit a restorer to work for the Southern Henan Museum, then the Southern Henan Museum will no longer need to request from the Jinyang Museum.

Support and help.

When Zhang Bin heard that he was rich, he smiled from ear to ear. He sighed heavily and blamed himself: "Our museum is unworthy of the trust you have in the Southern Henan Museum."

"What's wrong?"

Cui Yongyuan looked at Zhang Bin with a confused look on his face, feeling vaguely uneasy. Could it be that there was some flaw in the restoration of antiques in Jinyang Museum?

"Director Cui, according to the photo we left when delivering it, there is still a jade pen, but I didn't find the repaired jade pen."

The connoisseur turned his head and reported to Cui Yongyuan. The connoisseur was very fast in connoisseurship. He immediately discovered the defects and hurriedly reported them.

"That jade pen?"

Cui Yongyuan stood up nervously. He was the representative responsible for the acceptance this time. He originally thought that with the strength and reputation of Jinyang Museum, he only needed to accept it by himself. There would be no problems at all. There was no expectation at all.

If there is a shortage, this is a big deal.

"that's it."

The connoisseur pointed to a high-definition picture and said: "When the curator came, he told me to focus on this jade pen because it has high research value, but it is... gone."

Cui Yongyuan pointed to the repaired ancient jade placed on the table in the room with a dark face, and asked Zhang Bin: "The other ancient jade has been repaired, why is there a jade pen missing? Where are the things?"

"That's exactly what I want to explain to you."

Zhang Bin originally wanted to take the initiative to tell Yubi about the situation, but Cui Yongyuan's people discovered it on his own initiative. He was so happy that he could always remember the slap Chen Hui gave him. His face was swollen three times because of it.

The genius has finally recovered from the swelling. If he doesn't take revenge, how will he be able to control his subordinates in the future?

"Director Zhang, I think you also know what damage to antiques means. Besides, the research value of this batch of ancient jade is of great value. If you can't give a reasonable explanation, I don't mind talking to your dean."

Cui Yongyuan stared at Zhang Bin with a dark face, breathing heavily, and secretly complained in his heart. He originally thought it was a casual errand, but now it's good, a jade pen has disappeared. If there is greater damage, I will be the same.
Chapter completed!