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 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, pushed the door open and went out, "I understand."
For five consecutive days, Dong Xuebin was washing towels in the 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 After persisting, in addition to working, he consciously observed the situation of the center, such as where the manager's office is, where things can be hidden here, who is their boss, etc., but because he is at a relatively low level , so the gains are not great, and many things are still unclear.
This is not going to work. If it goes on like this, even if the cultural relics are really here, they will sooner or later move them! Gotta think of 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 doing?"
"The guests 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 Xiao Pingtou went downstairs. Dong Xuebin patted his forehead and said nothing. 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.
**A middle-aged woman in her late thirties was lying on her stomach, 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 down.
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 the corners of her eyes were a bit... The strands of crow's feet add a bit of mature charm to her, which is quite attractive. Seeing that the beautiful woman 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 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, that's a good name." Hou Qing 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 the cultural relics.
While talking one after another, Hou Qing suddenly said: "How is your boss doing recently?" 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 instead, "Sister, do you know our boss?"
"Haha, we 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 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 pulled another trick. She wanted to know where Boss Wu was, but found nothing.
Forty minutes passed in a blink of an eye.
Hou Qing sat up from her 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 find you if I need anything." Hou Qing took out a hundred yuan tip and gave it to him, "Here."
Dong Xuebin started thinking wildly. 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 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 was after eight o'clock in the evening that it was time to change shifts. Dong Xuebin and Xiao Shi came back sweating. Go to the dormitory and lie down on the bed to rest. Dong Xuebin sleeps in the upper bunk, and Xiao Shi lives in the lower bunk. It stands to reason that Xiao Shi has been here longer than Dong Xuebin and should be familiar with the others. However, on the first day when Dong Xuebin arrived, he discovered that the other people in the dormitory would rather stay with the new Dong Xuebin. Xue Bin doesn't like to talk to Xiao Shi very much.
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 close 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 you don't even have anything valuable. Got it, 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 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. Come on, 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, and his mind was spinning rapidly. The other people in the dormitory also had similar expressions and were talking in low voices.
"Why is Manager Ma looking for him?"
"Yes, he is a thief, why should we promote him?"
"A thief?" Dong Xuebin asked 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 later 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 specifics. It seemed that a few antiques were stolen during the incident."
Dong Xuebin's eyes flickered, and he vaguely felt as if he had discovered some important clues.
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, just shook his head, and then went away. 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 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 look at 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 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 Manager Ma's series of actions almost made Dong Xuebin find the answer. There were too many things revealed in it. Why do you need Xiao Shi 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 don't I dare to publicize it, but I don't dare to show it to the experts for fear of leaking the news, so I look for people who know antiques among my subordinates.
Another piece of information is that this batch of antiques was probably bought by Manager Ma’s boss from the people who robbed the museum, but he doesn’t know whether they are genuine or not. Maybe those people had prepared counterfeit replacements in advance. Liu Sheng’s gold-threaded jade garment may still be It is relatively easy 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 make sure they are authentic and fake!
Yes!
That must be it!
Dong Xuebin took a deep breath. He knew that his opportunity 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 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 Shiqi 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 to prevent the matter from appearing too abrupt, he did not admit it for the first time.
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, "Is something wrong?"
Xiao Pingtou said quickly: "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 mention them directly. 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, "Let's talk now, do you know 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 a few relatives of our family to make fake cultural relics for takeout. Later, I was discovered by the police. So I went 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 from now on. I will indispensable wealth and glory be yours."
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 Let's test it out with a few antiques first. 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 later batch of cultural relics. Wanting to understand this, Dong Xuebin's spirit was also raised to 12 points. He walked up a few steps and looked 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. 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 products. 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 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 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 correct. It must be real."
Ma Wentao asked someone to open the last box.
A copper coin was exposed, stained with rust, and engraved with the words "Treasure of the Supreme Righteousness".
Dong Xuebin thought that it is not easy to forge copper coins because the cost is 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 Xue Bin didn't know how many words he got right, and looked at Ma Wentao eagerly.
It does not make sense! Ma Wentao's gentle expression 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 and said: "None of them are right! Is this called knowing antiques?"
Dong Xuebin said: "It's 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 was confident. When the 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.
The big man curled his lips and said: "You have so little knowledge and you are still going to fake it? 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. It is actually a kind of wood similar to red sandalwood, which is not valuable. 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! It's a waste of time!" He is the one who took the items to the antique shop for appraisal, and he knows very well.
Dong Xuebin called out, "Holy shit, is this all wrong?" He didn't expect that his level was so poor!
But it’s okay! still have a chance!
bTwo minutes! !
…
…
A change before my eyes!
"Xiao Xie, I have a few antiques here. You can 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 indispensable to you." 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. It just looks like the traces of time. It can't be made. I think they are from the Stone Age, but although these things are old and have high historical value, they have little economic value and 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 there to make it look older. If it were real rosewood, it would probably look very old." 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 Zhengzhibao.”
All three are 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. RO