Great Power

"Forget not afraid, we can go to the archives to check, and Yang Na's house belongs to France—"

Zheng Jianguo glanced at Zhu Jinghong in the rearview mirror in surprise, but what he didn't expect was that as his voice did not fall, Yang Na next to him had already spoken: "If there is no problem with Master Zhu’s memory, Rosenthal It's the name of a foreign company, and this foreign company was not run by a French, but a British one, but this Rosenthal is indeed a common name in France—"

"What you said is like a tongue twister, so let's check the file later and talk about it—"

Looking at the weird expressions of Zhao Liangliang and Zhu Jinghong in the rearview mirror, Zheng Jianguo also opened his mouth to qualitatively determine this matter. No matter what nationality Rosenthal is, he should be able to find some clues in the archives, of course this archive The museum has to go abroad to find it.

Zheng Jianguo’s voice made Zhu Jinghong applaud, but Zhu Jinghong couldn’t understand his thoughts: “Why do you want to go to the South China Sea to hunt for treasure? That’s really a needle in a haystack——”

"Treasure hunting requires ordering sea ships. With sea ships, you can have your own fleet. If you are willful in the future, you can buy some ships while the polar bears are cool."

With a whimsical picture flashing in his mind, Zheng Jianguo smiled at Yang Na, who was also curious about him: "In the report a few days ago, a fisherman from the Filipino servant country salvaged a few porcelains and was used above the market. I bought it at ten times the price. Based on my understanding of foreign archives, I should be able to start from the largest East India Company archives and follow the navigation route after finding clues. There are also many shipwrecks abroad, such as the Titanic. ——Someone at the door?"

Only after turning the car onto the street in front of his house, Zheng Jianguo saw a car parked in front of the door by the construction lights next door. He didn’t want to get closer with the distance, but Zhao Liangliang in the back seat spoke: “It’s an ambassador. The car in the museum, this is a coincidence."

"If it's not convenient for Brother Zhao to meet, you can drive the car back here—oh, you don't have an ID."

After subconsciously speaking, Zheng Jianguo remembered that Zhao Liangliang's identity had changed and he did not have a driver's license. Then he had to make bigger news when he was arrested. Zhao Liangliang in the back seat said, "It's okay, I am here now. Traveling, you don’t need to care."

"That's good~ as long as you don't care."

Zheng Jianguo didn’t expect to donate money during the day, and the embassy people arrived at night, but as his car approached, two or three tall figures appeared at the gate of No. 51 enclosed courtyard, wearing helmets like Alec and The smaller Colonel Alexander appeared at the door, watched his Plymouth car appeared under the lights and waved his hand: "Hi, boss~"

"Hi, Mr. Colonel, are you here too?"

Zheng Jianguo quickly stopped the car on the side of the road. After getting out of the car, he shook hands with Alexander. Alexander turned his head and looked at the door 53 and said, "That car came before the sun went down. Four men, one should be a soldier from the Republic. He walks very characteristically. He has been on the battlefield. Should we go with you?"

"That's the embassy car, there should be nothing wrong, I will greet you if I have something to do."

Hearing that the person in the car had been investigated by Alexander, Zheng Jianguo looked at the colonel who had only travelled around the United States. He immediately said that he waved his hand and got into the car. After starting the car, he was so clear that he could see his face. Three people have gotten off the car, and Zhao Liangliang's voice also sounded: "Tian Mi, who succeeded Xu Mi, and Cui Mi are also here, oh, I mean the military officer--"

"Well, you have to say hello to them?"

Zheng Jianguo drove the car to the three people who got off, and saw Cui Mi smile and say hello: "Hi, Jianguo——"

"Cui Mi, hello, don't you come to say hello?"

After Zheng Jianguo swept Cui Mi's eyes, he swept across Cui Yu and Tian Mi's body beside him, and heard that Cui Mi had subconsciously opened his mouth: "Oh, Zhao Mi——"

"Deputy Director, now I am the Deputy Director of the External Liaison Office of China Foreign Affairs University. This time I am here to go around, Cui Mi, hello, Tian Mi, hello."

Zhao Liangliang dropped the rear window and greeted the two of them, but his eyes were on Cui Yu's face, and he just nodded, and heard Zheng Jianguo in front of him speak: "I will drive in. Everyone, come home."

"Good~"

Cui Mi looked at Zheng Jianguo's car before turning on the road in front of the garage, and saw that the lowered rolling door was automatically chirping up, and soon reached a height enough for the car to drive in. Zheng Jianguo drove inside, and Cui Mi got into it. After taking a look at the Tian Mi next to him, he said, "Let's go, Tian Mi."

"Cui Yu, how did you contact Zheng Jianguo last time?"

Tian Mi, who is not tall, looked at Cui Yu and said, but Cui Mi followed in the garage without stopping. Zheng Jianguo, who got out of the car, smiled and said, "The door is over there, Cui Mi, you are still running this evening. Come on, is there something going on?"

"It's a little bit, how about a few words in the car?"

Cui Mi looked at Yang Na, Zhu Jinghong and Zhao Liangliang next to him and said, Zheng Jianguo looked at his car without even thinking about it: "Okay—"

"Hmm~"

Nodded at Yang Na and Zhu Jinghong, Cui Mi didn't see Zhao Liangliang and got into the car. At the same time, he took out a small book from his pocket and started writing. After Zheng Jianguo got in the car, he handed it to the small book. In front of him: "The one you suggested is a bit eye-catching, but the environmental use requirements are relatively high-"

"???"

Looking at Cui Mi's face, Zheng Jianguo took the small notebook and took out the pen from the storage box, and quickly wrote on it: "Cloud bomb?"

"Ok."

Cui Mi looked at it and nodded again, but Zheng Jianguo took a pen and continued to write: "Some hotspots can be used, if conditions are available and money is needed, it should be able to sell a lot of dollars—"

"——"

After looking at Zheng Jianguo silently again, Cui Mi nodded in surprise, took the address book and wrote: "Now the person who approves the airport project for you needs some foreign exchange, can you solve it?"

"How many?"

Zheng Jianguo took the pen and wrote the two characters. Cui Mi's eyes flickered again, and then he took out a small book from his pocket. After opening it, he shook the bright red seal with the word "eight one" in the middle, then put it away and wrote it in the address book. I got up: "This place wants it. Are you sure you can pay this dollar?"

"I know that I can continue to invest more in the country, but after the money enters the country, it has nothing to do with me—"

Zheng Jianguo quickly finished writing and handed it to Cui Mi. He saw that his hand with the pen was shaking slightly, as if he had tried his best to write a number of 20 million, so he showed him a happy one, then shook his head and found Cui The secretary approved another 20 million and wrote a number of 10 million and raised his head.

Zheng Jianguo blinked, and took his hand over and wrote: "You are driving on the highway from New York, so you should know that the private repair part is charged. Considering that our country does not have a highway, I can also invest in building a highway. As for the amount of investment, it depends on the length of the road—"

"Bridge repair and pavement--"

I automatically ignored Zheng Jianguo’s words about fees. Although Cui Mi is a military attaché, he has been in the United States for two years. He knows how the business people are most concerned about how to convert the investment money into income, but only see the amount of investment later. At that time, he immediately accepted the small address book and pen: "Then you are waiting for my reply, thank you!"

"Ok."

Twitching the corners of his mouth and smiling, Zheng Jianguo pushed the door and got out of the car. Tian Mi and Cui Yu were still standing in the garage. They suddenly looked at Yang Na who was standing at the door leading to the living room, and remembered that the key was still there. On the hand, he quickly walked over and opened the door: "Sorry—"

"Well, I don't see any changes?"

Yang Na went into the living room and watched it. Zheng Jianguo spoke to Zhao Liangliang, who saw sweat on his forehead next to him, and said: "Brother Zhao, go to the refrigerator and get some drinks out. Tian Mi and Cui Mi sit by themselves, oh, that's a TV. Yang Na went to the safe and fetched the plate. Hardison didn't even get in the door, indicating that the money spent was still useful. At that time, he triggered the alarm when he hit the lock with a shotgun—"

"Jianguo, we came because you were shot by Hardison. You should tell the embassy first. We only learned about this from the newspaper. The embassy will help you hire a lawyer—"

Tian Mi was not tall and had a little thin cheeks. He saw Zhao Liangliang walked directly into the kitchen next door according to Zheng Jianguo's orders with his eyes. He said the purpose of coming this time, but he didn't expect Zheng Jianguo to shook his head and made a request. "Tian Mi, please sit down. The reason why I didn’t notify the embassy was that I didn’t want the embassy to come forward, because I knew that if the embassy came forward, it would take into account many aspects, such as political influence, which is determined by the status of the embassy. It’s also something I don’t want to face—"

"Is Hardison a premeditated hand?"

His skinny cheeks were a bit dark, Tian Mi sat on the sofa and cut to the point. To be honest, he was dissatisfied with Zheng Jianguo, but he was even more dissatisfied with Cui Yu's ability to work, but with Zheng Jianguo being so casual with Zhao Liangliang From the perspective of the relationship behind the action, it is not good now that Cui Yu's work ability is the problem, or Zheng Jianguo's dissatisfaction with Cui Yu is caused?

However, since Tian Mi has already met Zheng Jianguo, these are all problems of the past tense, which can only be solved but cannot be avoided: "The report also says that you are involved in juvenile crime."

"It’s a minor crime. Simply put, Hardison’s daughter Valerie wanted to extort money from me. Later, because I didn’t let her watch TV, she framed me and lured her into plotting wrongdoing, but she didn’t think of this. There were surveillance and recording probes inside and outside the house, so I was sent back the day after being taken away by the police officer—"

Faced with Tian Secret, who represents the will of the country, Zheng Jianguo certainly has no reservations. In addition, Yang Na has gone to the basement to open the safe, and Zhu Jinghong cannot communicate with reporters because he does not speak English, so the rest of Zhao Liangliang also It was impossible to say it, and the two Cui secrets on the left and right of Tian Mi were both the first and second secretaries of the embassy, ​​so they spoke out without reservation.

"Then what we said is recorded now?"

Cui Mi spoke after hearing this, but Zheng Jianguo was taken aback by his focus, and then nodded and said: "Yes, it's all in the video and recording now--"

"Oh, here comes your kiln plate."

Yang Na squeezed a pear blossom wooden box with both hands, and Zhu Jinghong stood up with her two muddy eyes open, only when she saw the size of the box in her hand, she said, "Such a small box can only be used for washing. The brush for washing brushes is just a small dish—a plate, which has to be a third larger to be called a plate."

"Oh, I just looked at it like a plate."

Yang Na came to the front and handed the wooden box to Zhu Jinghong. She shook her head and pointed at the armrest of the sofa next to her and said, "Let it be here, you can't hand over with people like this in the future, in case one of them misses you. If you fell, it's not clear."

"Well, yes, Master Zhu~"

Yang Na put the wooden box on the armrest of the sofa, and Zhu Jinghong put out his hands and picked it up carefully, but did not open the box and looked at the box and said, "This box is also good, it is worthy of Ru kiln's brush wash. It's the old ones."

"The origin is okay. The original owner was Colonel Bao Er, the commander of the British Army in charge of the Huayong Camp when the Eight Nations Allied Forces burned the Old Summer Palace. According to his memories, this one was given to him by his subordinates when he left. Poems with imperial pens written by Emperor Qianlong are more valuable than other things without poems.

As the hand-over person who bought it herself, Yang Na could of course hear that Zhu Jinghong was questioning the authenticity of the plate, so she also explained the origin of the pen washing, and she didn't want to hear a squat voice next to her. : "This, this is a national treasure——"

"This is a national treasure, but a national treasure exiled overseas. Now it belongs to Zheng Jianguo."

Unexpectedly, it was neither Yang Na nor Zheng Jianguo who spoke first, but Zhu Jinghong, whose bags under his eyes were twitching quickly. He saw him tremblingly tossing over and over, touching the poems on the outsole and his expression was so excited that he was a bit excited. The turbid eyes were a little frighteningly bright at this time: "Ruci was originally a thing that is hard to change. This brush wash has witnessed the vicissitudes of Qing Dynasty from strong to weak. Fortunately, I was brought out, otherwise I escaped. The emperor’s poisonous hand can't escape the fate of being broken, and it is pitiful—Jianguo, do you mean I can take it back to the country when I leave?"

"um, yes--"

Of course, Zheng Jianguo knows the origin of this pen wash. Although those auction companies are engaged in buying and selling on the ground, but they have the exacting expectations of ordinary people for the things they take out, because in case the things sold are proved to be Fake, it would be a smashed sign: "As long as you agree to my previous conditions."

"Yes, no problem, I will promise you now."

Tremblingly, he put the brush wash into the box that was thrown into the blue velvet cloth, and Zhu Jinghong nodded quickly: "At that time, the Old Summer Palace was burned and the emperor was driven out of Zijing City, but many national treasures were lost to the people behind. A lot of them were taken away to the other side of the sea, but compared with this brush wash, there were not too many.

Moreover, this pen has a poem written by Emperor Qianlong, so you should be able to check it from the archives of the Office of Internal Affairs. After all, this poem was inscribed by Emperor Qianlong's imperial pen and engraved by the Office of Order, as long as it is correct In particular, this wash will be more precious than other Ru porcelains."