Chapter 24 Variables
Yanjing. 2pm. Longhu Xichen Original.
This is a famous top-level luxury house in Yanjing, which is priced at hundreds of millions. The whole building is built in the style of the royal palace of the Qing Dynasty. Even each building has "XX Mansion" written on it. Those who can live here must be rich or noble.
Just as two o'clock arrived, a crisp ringtone rang out. A middle-aged man rubbed his eyes, yawned, and picked up the phone next to him. He glanced at the phone, frowned slightly, and answered it: "Hello, hello."
Although he had just woken up, his voice did not sound sleepy at all. Instead, it was calm and peaceful. His manner of dealing with people was reflected in the subtle details. The man's upbringing was always good.
His expression was calm, and he even had time to fumble for his pajamas on the bedside. However, five seconds later, his hand, which had been on his pajamas, suddenly stopped. He sat up straight and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"
After another twenty seconds, he nodded solemnly: "Very good. Chu Ziyi, I didn't raise you in vain."
After saying this, he pressed a button on the wall and walked out in his pajamas.
"Mr. Song." A young man in his early thirties wearing a Zhongshan suit came over, holding a neat suit. Mr. Song stretched out his hand as usual: "Ask Xiao Liu to prepare the car, I need to go to the company right away."
The young man was stunned: "Sir, you haven't had breakfast yet."
"Need not."
Ten minutes later, a low-key Audi drove out of the garage and headed towards the headquarters of Shenzhou Auction House.
"Mr. Song." "General Manager Song." "Director Song." Voices kept ringing out as the man entered. He smiled and nodded, then walked straight to an elevator that almost never opened its door, checked his fingerprint with his thumb, and stepped on it.
Ding Dong... After a few seconds, the elevator stopped on the third floor. He came to a room with a sign saying "CEO", knocked on the door gently, and then pushed it open and walked in.
"Come ?" Boss Ye was writing something in the room. Seeing him, he nodded at him and said, "You don't come here for no reason... Sit down. What's the matter today?"
Mr. Song poured himself a cup of tea, just like he was at home. He smiled and said, "It's a little thing."
"I heard that you mobilized the third exploration team?"
Boss Ye paused while writing, without even looking up: "What's the problem?"
Mr. Song took a sip of tea and said slowly, "If I remember correctly, they are the team under my name."
"You have an advantage in sharing the profits." Boss Ye said calmly, "Song Yunshen, what happened? In the past, I was always in charge of the exploration team and could dispatch them at will. Everyone agreed with this."
Song Yunshen put down his teacup, smiled and crossed his legs: "I just want to know, do I still have the actual command of this exploration team? After all, the money was spent by me, the equipment was bought by me through channels, and the people were dug out one by one after the purge in 2000. It doesn't make sense that it belongs to you, Ye Ziliang, now, right?"
"Of course not." Ye Ziliang finally raised his head and frowned, "The actual command is still yours. I have never thought of overstepping my authority. You are..."
Song Yunshen pressed his hand: "That's good."
He slowly lit a cigarette and took a deep puff: "I hope they can continue the exploration with Mr. Jiang until the exploration is completed."
"Of course." Ye Ziliang looked at the other party in confusion and chose his words carefully: "In theory, your command authority is not affected by us. Your secretary should have reported this to you. You nodded at that time."
"That's good. I have no problem." Song Yunshen stood up and adjusted his neatly tailored suit. Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he smiled and said, "Oh, right."
"I just received a report that there is a high possibility that there is a passage leading to the Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor. Since everything is ok, I will go ahead."
Dead silence.
Just when he took three steps, Ye Ziliang's voice finally rang out: "Wait."
He had already walked out from behind the table and looked at Song Yunshen in shock and anger: "You said that the passage below might lead to the Mausoleum of the Qin Emperor? The Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor in Chang'an?"
"Yeah, is there a problem?" Song Yunshen looked at him as if he didn't understand. Ye Ziliang raised his hand and pointed at him with a trembling face: "You...are fooling around!"
"The Qin Emperor's Mausoleum is such a big deal! You handed it over to an exploration team under your command?! Do you still have any respect for the law?"
Song Yunshen's face finally darkened: "What do you mean?"
"Let me tell you, we have done our best. My people will go explore the way first. Is there any problem? Anything you find must be reported immediately. What if it is not right? What if there is danger? Will you take this responsibility?"
"This is not a question of responsibility or not. You and I both know why Shenzhou Auction House was established! You also know why they chose us. If it is really the Mausoleum of the First Qin Emperor, there must be countless national treasures inside! The Academy of Social Sciences should be in the lead!"
"Heh... Ye Ziliang, are you fainting?" Song Yunshen sneered: "If it was 2008 years ago, I would agree with you. But now it's 2016!"
His voice got louder. "Before? In the past, Shenzhou was directly linked to the military! They were separated in 2006, and then changed to a private enterprise in 2008! Do you understand the word private? Don't confuse public and private!"
"We are different from other auction houses!" Ye Ziliang said as soon as he finished speaking: "Shenzhou Auction House is also subsidized by the state. It was established thanks to the help of the military and the Academy of Social Sciences. Our goal is to control antiques across the country!"
"You should know how many cultural relics are lost every year!"
Ye Ziliang was a little excited, his voice a little breathless. Song Yunshen looked at him calmly: "So, I just sent people in to explore. I didn't take it for myself."
"Mr. Ye, please understand the rules of the market. Since we are a private company and have been separated, our first consideration is the company. High taxes are also a reward. In other words, if it is really the tomb of the Qin Emperor, we have put out several representative items. The reputation of China can stand as a pillar in Asia! It can suppress Hongli Hengfeng and Yamato Sanyou! At that time, the vision will be broader and the market will be bigger!"
He almost whispered the last sentence. Then, he stood up straight and said calmly, "When you join a market, you have to adapt to the rules of the market. I believe the country does not want us to stand still. If you want to make a name for yourself in the world and eventually find a chance to recover the treasures lost abroad, you must first enter the world. If you can't even go out of Asia, what world can you talk about?"
"If you insist on stopping me, then I will immediately take the Third Exploration Team and leave Shenzhou."
After saying this, he slammed the door and left without looking back.
The room fell silent.
After a long time, Ye Ziliang rubbed his brows, sat down at the desk, sighed, picked up the phone and put it down several times, finally put down the phone and drank tea in silence.
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"Shenzhou agreed?"
"To be exact, it was Boss Song who agreed, and the other three bosses did not object. Boss Song promised to immediately smooth the relationship between Foping County and Xingyuan City. The losses caused by the wildfire will be compensated from the auction items. And it will be brought under control immediately. Soon, there should be a response from the Forestry Bureau."
"How did you come up with the idea of taking this route?"
"Heh... Mr. Jiang, after all, I am also considered a member of the system, and I often come into contact with several big bosses, so I have some understanding of them. Although the Song, Ye, Xu, and Deng families are the four big bosses in Shenzhou, the others all have solid military and political backgrounds and are well connected. The Song family is different. They entered the power center through marriage. Their background is not deep."
"Precisely because they are not well-connected, they are very clear about their position - money jars. Since they are money jars, they should make achievements for the entire company. As long as the performance is stable, even if other families oppose, the Song family's position will not be shaken. In particular, around 2008, Shenzhou had a reorganization and was officially divided into private companies. It was decoupled from the military and the government. The proportion of market funds has further increased. In addition, I am a subordinate of Boss Song, so I dare to make this call."
In a ward, Jiang Xian listened to Chu Ziyi, who was sitting next to him, talking, and couldn't help but sigh that everyone has their own way.
"It's up to you now, Captain Jiang." Chu Ziyi said with a smile and clasped his fists.
At this moment, a soft sigh suddenly sounded from the bed, and then the old man lying on the bed opened his eyes.
It was the old man they brought up from the bottom of the dry well!
He opened his dim eyes and looked around quietly. Suddenly, tears filled his eyes and quickly flowed down.
"Wuwu... Wuwu..." Low sobs echoed in this single ward. He didn't know how long he cried before he looked at Jiang Xian and Chu Ziyi absentmindedly. He said hoarsely, "Thank you."
"I have been in that hell... for too long..."
Jiang Xian patted his shoulder gently: "It's over, everything will be fine."
When the old man was in a coma, he had taken him for a checkup. Lack of exercise led to muscle atrophy, and there was also a lot of malnutrition, lack of vitamins, etc. But it was easy to treat, with glucose injections and nutritious food, he would be able to recover in a few months.
The most difficult thing to treat is the mercury poisoning in the other person's body. But it is not serious.
Just as his hand was leaving, the old man grabbed his hand and shook his head gently: "Thank you..."
Rather than grabbing, it was more like putting it on Jiang Xian's wrist. He showed a satisfied smile on his face, closed his eyes and murmured: "You are here for this damn village too, right? I know... you are also in a hurry... Don't worry, I know... I will tell you right away..."
Jiang Xian shook the old man's hand and said, "How about taking a rest first?"
The old man smiled and shook his head: "I have slept long enough..."
At this point, his tears welled up again. "Every day, I either slept somewhere or in the village, because apart from sleeping... they didn't let me do anything, and they didn't give me food... I was afraid... I was afraid that once I fell asleep, I wouldn't be able to wake up..."
Jiang Xian rocked the bed. The old man seemed to be greedily grasping the soft blanket under his body. His eyes looked up at the ceiling, getting deeper and deeper. After a long time, he slowly said: "I was born in this village..."
"That was in 1950... when the New China was just founded..."
