"Yes."

"Then what to buy? Are there any goals?" Nan Yi said with a squeak.

"The Yongle Encyclopedia."

“Which museum was stolen?”

"Original." Zhou Dingjun said lightly.

"No, Jiajing ordered people to re-record the copy, but he died before the completion was completed. Later, it seemed that Longqing ordered people to continue recording it, and then the original was buried with Jiajing.

But that was just a rumor, not necessarily true, but the original records were gone since then.

In the 1950s, didn’t Dean Guo like the Yongle Encyclopedia very much?

In order to find it, he opened the Ming Tomb all over. Why didn’t he dig Jiajing’s tomb, but let Lou Xiaoyuan and the others dig it?

It shouldn't be. The surname Lou is not that brave. He dares to dig an imperial tomb in the capital?"

"Mr. Nan, you also said that it was just a rumor. No one knows where the original was going. A month ago, Xiang Jun's auction house auctioned three volumes of "Yongle Encyclopedia", which was said to be the original. If we traced the source, we found Lou Xiaoyuan."

“It’s very expensive?”

"The transaction price was HK$7.8 million, and it was sold by a wealthy businessman in Malaysia."

"Lou Xiaoyuan has posted it, but I don't know. The Yongle Encyclopedia has a total of 22,937 volumes. They all have to be sold at this price. They can sell 60 billion Hong Kong dollars. Team leader Zhou, what are you waiting for? He caught the person directly, serving the tiger bench and chili water. I don't believe that he won't help."

Luo Qianqian glared and said, "My surname is Nan, why are you talking nonsense? We need to tell the evidence when handling cases."

"You don't have to come to me for evidence. I don't make money by smuggling cultural relics. If Lou Xiaoyuan is doing that kind of thing as you said, then based on my lack of knowledge about him, he is definitely a cunning man. If he has a channel to get things out, why should he sell me the "Yongle Encyclopedia"?

Besides, what else can I buy?

I can still make up tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands, and millions or tens of millions. Where do you want us to change?

Or do you want me to embezzle Yaqing's public funds?

Misappropriation of tens of millions is enough to be shot. Use one crime to stop another?”

What is the original version of "Yongle Encyclopedia", bullshit, Nan Yi had never heard of any original version appear in his previous life. "Yongle Encyclopedia", the original version is going to appear, even if he is indifferent, the news will automatically run into his eyes and ears.

Nan Yi would rather believe that Lou Xiaoyuan himself or under his command, there were one or several fake masters.

Who identified those three volumes of "Yongle Encyclopedia"?

What is the level of identification?

He had seen the original "Yongle Encyclopedia" before? If he hadn't seen it, why would he say that those three volumes were true?

Appraisal experts, haha, the appraisal level is erratic. If you want to be high, you can be low. It can change at any time depending on the situation. Sun Monkey King is not as changeable as them.

Nan Yi thought about buying two chunks of Hetian jade tomorrow, starting to make golden jade clothes the day after tomorrow, and getting a mortgage loan from Swiss bank the day after tomorrow. Don’t pay too much, just borrow 1 billion US dollars. Even if the rebate is 990 million, he generally thinks it is worth it.

"Little Luo, don't talk, Mr. Nan, don't use emotions," Zhou Dingjun comforted him, "Mr. Nan, you don't have to pretend to be a buyer, you can also be a broker. You have Kazuki's work experience and your grandmother's relationship. If you want to know a few Kazuki rich people, no one will doubt this."

"It's a way to be a broker. I used to be responsible for investment promotion on the front line. Xiang Jun's boss knows a lot, but no boss can afford to spend tens of billions of Hong Kong dollars to buy antiques?"

"You don't have to buy them all, you can buy a few rolls."

Nan Yi patted his forehead and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I think I'm left, there's no need to buy a lot of money, they sell it in stock. Team Leader Zhou, tell me, how do I want me to cooperate with you? I'll follow your instructions.

But, I want to explain first one thing, the time cannot be too long, Yaqing's work is at a critical moment, and I want to work twenty-four hours a day now, and I can't leave for too long."

Zhou Dingjun smiled and said, "It won't take too long. The line on Xiangwu can be connected to the Japanese Li Tangming. President Nan just goes to the Beijing Hotel to find him and tell him that you want to buy the "Yongle Encyclopedia". Then wait for news from Lou Xiaoyuan."

"Go today?"

"No, the day after tomorrow, Li Tangming is not in the capital now and will not come back tomorrow night."

"Okay, then today?"

"Mr. Nan, just be busy with yours. I will let Xiao Luo stay as a liaison officer." Zhou Dingjun said.

Nan Yi frowned, "Comrade Luo will go with me the day after tomorrow?"

"Yes, she wants to protect you."

"I just protect you. You just use me as a ladder. It's a pity. There's no chance to infer." Nan Yi whispered and said, "Then how can I introduce her to outsiders? Team Leader Zhou, don't harm me, my wife is fierce.

I was fine and asked me to kneel on the washboard every now and then. If a beautiful woman appeared beside me, how could I live?"

"Mr. Nan, you don't have to joke. We absolutely believe in Director Liu's political awareness. Don't worry, afterwards, our task force will explain the situation to her, but beforehand..."

Zhou Dingjun deliberately did not finish his words.

"Captain Zhou, don't worry, I have been a communication militia and have memorized the confidentiality code." Nan Yi said with a straight face.

"good."

Zhou Dingjun left, and Luo Qianqian stayed.

"Comrade Luo, I apologize to you again for the incident on the train." Nan Yi expressed his apology first, and then said: "But you should be more polite to me. No matter what, I am also the grandson of the United Front."

"Are you sure?" Luo Qianqian ridiculed: "I think Ms. Fang Mengyin is more like the grandmother of the United Front."

"Do I need united front?" Nan Yi pointed to the document on the table and said, "Didn't you see that I am working hard for the reform and opening up of our country? Well, if you want to drink water, you can pour it yourself. If you want to drink, there is a refrigerator downstairs. I'm going to work, so I'll do it myself."

After he finished speaking, Nan Yi started to read the documents and wrote something on the blank space of the documents from time to time.

Luo Qianqian was bored. She stared at Nan Yi for a while, then looked at Nan Yi's office. After a while, she wanted to use her eyes to kill the buzzing green-headed fly beside the screen.

After two hours, Nan Yi processed the documents and then looked up at Luo Qianqian, who was competing with the flies.

"The girls' dormitory building at Peking University is not far from here. These mercerated green flies go there to have dinner every day. When they fill their stomachs, they will fly away. After they eat, they will fly to me to cool off. By the way, they will watch a movie called "A Busy Day".

After watching the movie, they flew back to the girls' dormitory for a big meal. At night, as long as it doesn't rain, they will hold a bonfire party deep in Yannan Garden. Grass, mosquitoes, moths, and fireflies will participate together, and they will dance together regardless of race.

The one you see, I call it Kung Fu Fly, I love to be clean and eat it in a simple way… it’s made in a simple way.”

Luo Qianqian originally thought it was interesting, but a fly was actually given a romantic humanistic color, but Nan Yi's last word "春" was instantly broken.

"The bastard named Nan must have deliberately disgusted me."

Luo Qianqian keenly noticed Nan Yi's evil taste, but just glanced at Nan Yi and said nothing.

Nan Yi scratched his chin, a little embarrassed. He didn't deliberately make a reversal at the end, but was already used to this reversal way of speaking.

"I'm going out, are you following or staying here?"

"I want to follow you twenty-four hours a day."

Luo Qianqian didn't say anything. She had already found that her lip skills were probably not as good as Nan Yi.

"good."

Nan Yi nodded and picked up the phone on the table.

"Hello, Nanyi, Yaqing Company, do you still have a suite? Okay, please help me stay for one, I will stay for two days... Thank you."

Great Wall Hotel has a business booking business, and Yaqing Company is their partner. If you book a house in the name of Yaqing, you can get a good discount.

It is said that it is a cooperative unit, but there is actually no threshold and no additional fees are required. As long as it comes out in the name of the unit, it is nothing more than giving potential high-quality customers some discounts and increasing customer viscosity.

This marketing model began to become popular among domestic business hotels in the mid-to-late 1990s. It has to be said that the business model of Great Wall Hotel is quite advanced.

When he went out and got in the car, Luo Qianqian just glanced at the school beauty and tiger cub, and did not pay much attention.

There is no need to pay attention to it now. The school beauty and the two came to the mainland to get a home return certificate. They all have records. Luo Qianqian must know their existence.

The car drove to Wangfujing, got off the car, and Nanyi got into the Wangfujing Bookstore and then squeezed into the crowd.

Wangfujing Bookstore is the largest bookstore in Beijing. Since October 1977, after the news of the resumption of the college entrance examination was published, the business here has been very good. Not only are locals from Beijing coming here to buy books, but even those who come from other places on business or traveling have to come here for a walk, and schools and libraries in other places all recognize Wangfujing Bookstores.

In the first half of last year, the bookstore was not yet a self-selected model. There were glass counters in front of the bookshelf. If you wanted any book, you would let the teller take it. There was no chance to read a few pages first.

Anyone who dares to stand by the counter and read the book slowly, can throw people out directly if they are queuing behind them.

Every day when the bookstore opens, readers immediately line up, and there is still a unique landscape on Wangfujing Street.

It’s not that everyone who buys books likes to come to Wangfujing to join in the fun, but that Wangfujing Bookstore is the “No. 1 store in China” and any new books will be provided here in advance. If you can’t buy them in other places, you can buy them here.

Nan Yi squeezed into the crowd and walked over to a staff member who was replenishing the goods on the bookshelf.

"Lao Ai, did you keep it for me?"

"I stayed, but there were only eight books. There was no way. There were too many people who booked it, so I dare not intercept too many." Old Ai said in Nan Yi's ear.

Lao Ai and Nan Yi couldn't tell who they were. Anyway, the person they had been in contact with after several twists, they were friends of friends.

"When will the next batch arrive?" Nan Yi asked.

Lao Ai: "At least the end of next month."

"Then forget it, eight books are eight books. Can you take them away now?"

"Not now, I can't leave, I have to replenish the goods. I've been replenishing more than a dozen times today. In this way, I'll take them back to my house to pick them up." Before Lao Ai finished speaking, he was questioned by a reader next to him.

"You're busy, I have to go to the inner bookstore next door."

Nan Yi said something and turned around and left without disturbing others' work.

This is a lovely era. If you want to buy a book called "Cihai" and "Eco-Industry", you have to go through the back door, otherwise you will pay a deposit and register and queue up. You can get it in less than two years. Isn't it?

On the right side of Wangfujing Bookstore, there is an "internal bookstore" just a few dozen meters away.
To be continued...