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Chapter 789 Luoge, welcome back

Theoretically speaking, the twelve beasts are the twelve open-air faucets in the Old Summer Palace.

Whether it is material, craftsmanship, or historical origin.

They cannot be called "rare treasures".

There are more treasures of extraordinary historical value and cultural significance in the Yuanmingyuan.

Twelve outdoor taps?

No ranking at all!

But when they are endowed with the history of the nation's mourning and the country's shame, the meaning carried by them becomes more profound and somewhat peculiar.

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"Hmph! These ghosts who ransacked the Old Summer Palace back then, after killing people and setting fire to them, are going to talk about history and civilization and play financial games."

"Now it's set on fire to make a hype." Zhuang Shikai browsed through the cornered auction announcements on the newspaper, put the newspaper back on the table, and snorted heavily.

What is the most valuable thing in the world? It is not ores such as gold, silver and jewelry, nor industrial products such as aircraft and artillery.

Not even some invention that changes lives and rewrites the course of humanity.

But emotion!

The most illusory things are the most valuable, and the most illusory things are the most expensive.

In a sense, love, friendship, national feelings, every event related to "love"... cannot be priced!

Equivalent to priceless!

Of course, in detail, it is not the real price.

Love can be destroyed by material things, friendship can be tainted by money, and national sentiment can be used to sell interests.

But when you firmly believe, it is priceless.

This is where feelings are different from all material things.

It is also the softest part of the heart.

"Pa-ta." Zhuang Shikai opened the drawer, took out a box of cigars, opened the lid and took out one, and quietly lit it with a lighter.

"Except for the horse head I took back from the cultural relic dealer, the remaining eleven animal heads were all held by ghosts from abroad."

"Most of these animal heads were in the hands of senior commanders of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, and a few of them passed into the hands of some merchants and collectors."

"Ghosts are so smart! Holding eleven animal heads, we will release the goods step by step in the future, and sell them round after round, pushing up the price again and again!" Zhuang Shikai pondered the end of the cigar with his fingertips, watching the cigar rise and fall. There are traces of white lines, deeply smelling the aroma of cigars.

And the tricks of the ghosts about the twelve beast heads.

Master Zhuang had already seen through.

In other words, most of them were born in later generations, and the Chinese people who have experienced ghost auctions again and again can clearly see the layout of ghosts.

First of all, the value of the twelve beast heads is not high.

No hype.

How much is the faucet worth?

Secondly, the number of twelve animal heads is large enough to sell goods, to raise prices round after round, to create public opinion, and finally to stretch the timeline to tens of hundreds of years, or even hundreds of years, and the wealth of the Chinese is harvested wave after wave .

Finally, the animal head can also be used to stir up the emotions of the Chinese nation, attack the pride of the Chinese nation, and win some political needs. If necessary, animal heads can be exchanged for benefits.

This move kills three birds with one stone!

As for those national treasures with high value in themselves, most of them can be sold for a single piece or a pair, and the high price can be directly auctioned, and there is no need for hype at all.

In addition, due to the extremely rare number, unlike the large series of animal heads in Yuanmingyuan, there are twelve, which can be played slowly, so there is no room for hype.

"Take the cheapest thing and sell it at the most expensive price. Twelve is the most successful auction house marketing case after World War II." Zhuang Shikai put down the lighter, loosened the cigar into his mouth, frowned, and lightly smoked it. a mouthful.

This kind of success is nothing more than taking advantage of the patriotism of the Chinese to defraud the wealth of the Chinese.

A robber ransacked your home, sold all your goodies, and sold them back to you at the cheapest price.

And each piece is sold slowly, and you have to bid with each other to buy at the most expensive price.

You must know that the whereabouts of dragon heads, snake heads, sheep heads, chicken heads, etc. are still unknown for decades in later generations.

If the twelve zodiac signs also symbolize the spirit of the Chinese.

Those dragon heads are the totems of the Chinese!

The dragon head has not appeared for a long time, and the people inside obviously understand Chinese people well and know business know-how...

"In recent years, some traditional literati in China have written novels, magazines, and biographies."

"There are also some history columns and popular science programs, which more or less mentioned the twelve animal heads in the Old Summer Palace."

"It's hard not to make people suspect that they are writing soft articles to create momentum for certain things."

Zhuang Shikai let out a long sigh.

Of course, the most influential one is a text.

However, some are to build momentum, some are to borrow momentum, history is there, and literati want to write, but there is no way to write about influence.

"It is certain that the horse head to be sent abroad that year should be the last one."

"Overseas speculators may not necessarily be one, but there may be a group of people who don't even know each other, but have copper heads and join the speculators group unconsciously."

"However, this group of speculators should have a core."

"The core of this speculator group found that they couldn't get the horse's head, so they sent the twelve beast capitals abroad."

"You can only hold eleven animal heads and start speculating ahead of time..."

Zhuang Shikai smoked a cigar, picked up the phone, and called Yang Jianhua first.

First of all, he asked Yang Jianhua to inform the domestic propaganda department not to report news about the auction of the twelve animal heads.

Not to mention adding oil and vinegar, frequently reporting the history of the twelve beast heads, avoiding arousing domestic national sentiment, and being an accomplice to foreign speculators...

Secondly, he asked Salina to keep an eye on the auction house.

He wants to collect all twelve animal heads from the Old Summer Palace as a congratulatory gift, so that the twelve animal heads and Hong Kong Island will return to the motherland in honor!

But he doesn't plan to take money to buy it!

Not to mention being an accomplice to hype!

The Chinese should also use guns to get back what the robbers took away with guns, instead of exchanging the hard-earned money of working people for foreign exchange, tens of millions of dollars, tens of millions of dollars to buy.

Otherwise, the Twelve Beast Heads can at least take away billions, tens of billions of dollars of labor value from the Chinese!

You know, it is not surprising that the price of the dragon head is auctioned.

The later the twelve animal heads are photographed, the higher the price will be. No matter how prosperous the motherland is, we will not spend money that should not be spent!

However, one of the twelve animal heads is missing, and the return of the horse head to the motherland has essentially broken the situation. After breaking a corner of a huge speculation, the next step is to see how to operate it.

"clear."

"Director Zhuang."

Yang Jianhua picked up the phone and nodded: "I will ask the domestic publicity outlets to cooperate, and I will also ask the Cultural Relics Bureau to issue a notice. It is not recommended to save the national treasure by private or company participation in the auction."

"National treasures should be returned by the motherland to the criminals of the year! Instead of buying them back with money!"

"I understand your thoughts, and I believe the higher authorities will support you."

"Very good, Section Chief Yang." Zhuang Shikai sincerely thanked: "Thank you for your understanding and support, let the criminals return the stolen goods! This is also my ideal!"

"But you have to earn your own face!" Zhuang Shikai said in a deep voice.

Yang Jianhua also sighed: "That's right... If the country does not rise, the national power will not prosper! Others will look at you, and you will still be bullied. If you want people to return the stolen goods willingly, it is to admit the crimes of the past... to pay back It’s not just loot.”

"Oh, there is a long way to go..."

"Yes." Zhuang Shikai sighed.

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"Okay, Zhuang Sheng."

Serena replied.

"I will send people to London to participate in the Sotheby's auction. I will never participate in the bidding, but I will keep an eye on the buyer of the animal head."

"OK."

"I'll go to your place tonight."

Zhuang Shikai preached.

Salina was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "I'll wait for you."

"Um."

"By the way, let's talk about celebrating Luo Ge's birthday."

Zhuang Shikai said with a smile.

As for whether he is really going to discuss things or do things, hehe.

Spiders and women know.

In addition, Yang Jianhua's rise of a big country one by one, the reason is very correct, and his thinking is correct.

But Zhuang Shikai won't give the ghosts another chance to make a fuss.

Why can't he use some means to get back what's in his house?

Do you have to reason with criminals? I'm sorry, but he is the "first brother", and he is best at reasoning with criminals.

that night.

Zhuang Shikai accidentally heard the cry from the little spider with his "eyes of heart"! ! !

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at the end of the month.

A cruise ship slowly arrives in Tsim Sha Tsui.

Wearing a white suit, Lei Luo walked down the stairs step by step, full of energy.

"Brother Luo." Zhuang Shikai was wearing a black suit, with oiled hair and a handsome back. Formal yet chic.

The sun was quite bright today, he held a black umbrella and stepped forward to block the sun for Luoge. I made a special trip to meet Luo Ge.

"Zhuang Zi!" Lei Luo stood beside the wooden planks of the pier, under the black umbrella, raised his head slightly, and looked at the blue sky of Hong Kong Island.

"Huh!" He took a deep breath, loosened his shoulders, and showed a comforting smile: "The sea breeze on Hong Kong Island is saltier than that on Taiwan Island!"

"Hahaha!" Zhuang Shikai stood beside him and raised his umbrella and laughed, "Brother Luo, welcome back."

"Brother Luo! Brother Luo! Brother Luo!" Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan, Huang Weiyao and others stood in front of the cars behind and shouted.

The sea water beside the pier reflects an old man and a young man, two figures in neat suits with a somewhat similar temperament.

Coincidentally, both of them wear the same style of back hair, each with its own handsomeness.

"Master Zhuang!" Lard boy was wearing a jacket with a big belly, standing behind Brother Luo and smiling: "Brother Qi, sir Zhuo, sir Huang."

Cai Yuanqi, Zhuo Jingquan, Huang Weiyao and others all nodded towards him without hesitation.

Now, the Chinese police officers in the police force respect Luo Ge, which is to respect teachers! Respect the elders! But lard boy is a low-level person after all, he can't stand up! He was only fit to do odd jobs by Luo Ge's side, and as time passed, he naturally had to lower his profile. Not qualified to be a boss again. He is not Luo Ge.

"I'm back..." Lei Luo opened his arms and let out a sigh of relief, his face full of emotion.

"I'm back!!!" Lei Luolang shouted loudly, with high momentum and radiant face!

Miss Bai was holding an exquisite leather bag and wearing a white dress, standing beside her husband.

She rolled up a strand of hair and put it behind her ear, with a smile on her face looking at "children".

Sure enough, no matter how domineering a man was when he was young, for him, happiness is so simple.

"Hello, sister-in-law." Zhuang Shikai nodded to Miss Bai, and then said to Brother Luo: "Boss, let's go, I will take you home!"

"Okay! Go home!" Lei Luo exclaimed excitedly.

Immediately, Director Zhuang held up an umbrella and led Detective Lei to the No. 1 car, opened the door himself, and invited Detective Lei to get on the No. 1 car.

Recently, Junzai is looking for a writing status, and strives to maintain a good status, maintain it for a long time, and write well.

Hoo hoo!