Rebirth of the Wealthy Country

Chen Mo looked up in confusion and saw a middle-aged bald man wearing glasses and a beer belly.

After Xiong Zhiwen explained, Chen Mo knew the identity of this person.

This person's name is Tan Xiangyang, and he and Xiong Zhiwen are in the same unit, and they are on the same level in terms of rank.

Recently, an old leader of the superior unit is retiring, and there is an extra promotion spot. As competitors, the relationship between the two is of course not much better.

On large and small occasions, when the two met, they would get angry with each other and confront each other overtly or covertly.

After all, having reached their level, if they want to move up even half a level, they may even need to work hard for a lifetime!

So as soon as Tan Xiangyang saw Xiong Zhiwen, he came over immediately, not to say hello, but to find some trouble out of habit.

Knowing that Tan Xiangyang was not here specifically to say hello, Xiong Zhiwen could only say politely:

"I took my niece by to take a look. I didn't expect you, Lao Tan, to be so elegant."

"That said, after all, I am an archeology major from a prestigious university. You can come here even if you don't understand anything, so why can't I come?"

Tan Xiangyang came up with some unpleasant words, which made Chen Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes.

It seems that Tan Xiangyang has regarded Xiong Zhiwen as his mortal enemy and is not afraid of offending him at all.

Xiong Zhiwen laughed dryly and said: "Old Tan, you are awesome, you are awesome, I am really not as good as you in antiques, can I give up?

I still have something to do, so I’ll leave first..."

"Why are you leaving after just a few words, so disrespectful?" Tan Xiangyang snorted coldly: "You've already come, why do you care about wasting so much time?

It just so happens that there will be an auction soon, let's go there together and join in the fun."

“This auction is jointly organized by the provincial government and collectors from all walks of life, and all proceeds will be used for charity.

If you don’t think about yourself, you still have to help Mr. Xiong gain some face, right?”

"Of course, if you feel you don't understand yourself, it doesn't matter, I understand! I can teach you well and let you gain insights."

Before Xiong Zhiwen could speak, Xiong Yifei couldn't help but said:

"Bald man, who said we don't understand? Don't think that everyone in the world likes to show off like you do. We are keeping a low profile, do you understand?"

Xiong Zhiwen immediately glared at Xiong Yifei.

Tan Xiangyang laughed loudly and said: "Is this our niece? She has a really bad temper at such a young age.

Uncle, didn't I just say a few words to you and make you angry?

Okay, since you think you are awesome, then I really want to compare with you to see which of us buys more valuable things?"

Chen Mo shook his head gently.

This little bear is too young!

She was hooked on such a simple provocation!

"Children are ignorant, Lao Tan, you don't have to worry about it," Xiong Zhiwen said quickly.

"Did you hear that, niece? If your uncle admits that he can't survive, I won't force him. Just apologize to your uncle and the matter will be over." Tan Xiangyang said.

It's obvious that this is another way of provoking generals, even a fool can hear it.

However, Xiong Yifei had such a bad temper and had a high opinion of herself that she immediately puffed up her chest and said proudly:

"Who says it can't be done? Just compete, what's the big deal?

Tell me, what's the comparison?"

"For the sake of fairness, let's compare whoever buys the goods with higher profits."

"Come on, who is afraid of whom? Who is afraid of whom? Sun Zei!"

Tan Xiangyang smiled slyly, pulled out a person next to him, and said:

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is Mr. Geng Tonggeng, the former director of the museum in Jianghai Province. He is now retired and has opened the largest antique store in the antique street of the provincial capital.

I specially invited him to set up a treasure appraisal business today."

"Look back, if you have any doubts, you can ask Mr. Geng to help you palm your eyes, so you don't get cheated."

"By the way, I forgot to remind you. All the high-level officials of the provincial government are here today. Old Xiong, don't pull your crotch!"

Xiong Zhiwen and Xiong Yifei were both stunned when they heard this, and then their expressions became particularly ugly.

Former director of the Provincial Museum!

This kind of person must be one of the few people in the entire province who knows a lot about antiques!

How could Tan Xiangyang win with the help of such a person?

Xiong Zhiwen felt so panicked that he wished he could give himself a slap in the face!

When he sees Tan Xiangyang, he should take a detour!

Why can't you get along with this kind of person?

It's okay now, the leaders of the provincial government are all here. If I feel embarrassed later, I will definitely give the leaders a bad impression, and my promotion will definitely be affected.

Geng Tong frowned, glanced at the school badge on Xiong Yifei's chest, and asked:

"Are you from the Department of Archeology of Jiangnan University?"

"Is there a problem?" Xiong Yifei asked with a serious expression.

"Do you know Professor Ma Zhe from the Department of Archeology of Jiangsu University?" Geng Tongtong.

"I know him. He is the dean of our college and also my mentor.

What's wrong?" Xiong Yifei asked confused.

"Ha ha, what happened?

Ma Zhe is the disciple I brought out. When he stayed at the school to be a teacher, it was because of my help."

Geng Tong sneered and said: "Logically, you should call me Master!"

In an instant, Xiong Yifei felt completely bad!

The momentum suddenly faded.

He could only weakly shout: "Hello, Master."

Xiong Zhiwen was almost speechless.

Not only did you cheat on your father, you also cheated on your uncle!

And Tan Xiangyang couldn't be happier.

He deliberately did not introduce Geng Tong from the beginning, just to lead Xiong Zhiwen into a trap.

But I didn't expect that there was an unexpected bonus. Xiong Zhiwen's niece was actually a disciple of Geng Tong's disciple.

Seeing the frustrated expressions on their faces, Geng Tong was so happy!

"Okay, let's go to the auction quickly. If you want to chat, I'll treat you after the auction is over and we can have a good chat." Tan Xiangyang said impatiently.

Xiong Zhiwen's face turned even more ugly.

Especially since this matter may affect his future.

However, the arrow is on the string and must be fired.

In particular, Tan Xiangyang had already rushed to the provincial leaders and told his immediate superiors about the competition between the two.

Xiong Zhiwen let out a long sigh and glared at Xiong Yifei fiercely.

Xiong Yifei said with tears in her eyes: "Uncle, I didn't know that was my master! I...if I knew, I wouldn't dare to compete with him even if I were killed!"

Xiong Zhiwen turned to look at Chen Mo and sighed: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, this man is my old enemy and he likes to go against me in everything.

If it weren't for Yifei, maybe he wouldn't have participated in the auction.

But now that he has participated and brought Yifei’s master with him, I guess we won’t be able to miss anything today.”

Chen Mo smiled and patted Xiong Zhiwen on the shoulder and said:

"I'm just a retired museum director, what's there to be afraid of?

Am I, the White Dragon King, worse than a museum curator?"

What this means is...

Get out of the way!

I'm going to pretend!