My Wealth is like a Deep Sea

Go home at night.

Yang Long got into the house as soon as possible, took out "Jian Zhen" and continued to study it.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. Anyway, after reading one, he will close his eyes and start to meditate, ignoring what he saw.

But it also caused him to sleep through every time after watching it.

Although only sleeping for half an hour to an hour at a time, this has caused Ye Ting's suspicion.

Ye Ziting came in for dinner and found that Yang Long was asleep on the bed.

So he covered the quilt and put the book aside.

Until I entered the room after dinner, I lay next to Yang Long and looked at my phone. Yang Long woke up, and when he woke up instead of talking to himself or something, he picked up the book and seemed to fall asleep again.

"Hey, just work so hard when you go to school!"

Ye Ziting still remembers that when he was at Yang Long University, he either played games with his roommates in the dormitory, or went out with his girlfriend at the time to open the room, so that he often skipped classes, causing him to make up the exam almost every end of the term.

School make-up exams cost money. Yang Long's four-year make-up exam fees add up to an estimated new computer.

Just when she thought so.

Yang Long woke up again.

Just like before, he opened the eyes and picked up the ancient book.

This made Ye Ziting curious: "What do you think? Why are you so serious?"

"Oh, a book that identifies antiques!"

Yang Long said casually, "Jian Zhen" on the cover of the book anyway gave people the first impression of this meaning.

"As for looking so serious?"

Ye Ting shook his head, "Are you going to work in the treasure appraisal industry?"

"Cough, just a hobby!" Yang Long said casually.

"It's not enough to have an expert appraisal, I thought you would go to the "Jianbao" program like CCTV!"

Ye Ting is just a heartless word.

But Yang Long was deeply inspired.

Yes indeed!

Why can't he go to a program like "Jian Bao"?

He can even build a private museum, just like Mr. Ma Dudu, he turned into a celebrity in the cultural world.

"Mum!"

Yang Long turned around and wrapped Ye Ziting's head, kissed her on the forehead for a while, and smiled, "You have a good idea."

"what?"

Ye Ting was shocked and touched Yang Long's head. "Aren't you really going to this kind of show?"

"I plan to open a private museum, add some fame to myself, and then go to this kind of show!"

Yang Long directly expressed his thoughts, "How is it, is it cool?"

Ye Ting's mouth gradually widened. In addition to being surprised at Yang Long's thoughts, he also felt very speechless.

Ten minutes later, Ye Ziting asked, "Do you really plan to build a museum?"

"Correct!"

Yang Long said, "I plan to build one in Lin'an. This is my hometown, so I should invest in tourism in my hometown!"

"Then where did you get so many antiques?"

Ye Ziting asked, "The antiques of an ordinary rich man in a collection room are not enough to open a museum!"

"I have my own way!"

Yang Long vowed that there are too many antiques left by Longshan Hall. There are nearly ten thousand paintings and calligraphy alone, and there are more porcelain and jade. So many treasures, even three museums are enough.

"Then you have to think about it, security issues, geographic location, you have to keep up!"

Since Yang Long decided to open a private museum, Ye Ting no longer stopped, but tried his best to advise him.

"Well, I plan to directly invite a director of a provincial museum to sit in. Those who retire the best are more enthusiastic and attentive."

The main reason is that the older generations have simpler ideas. If they can still shine in their careers after retirement, they will definitely be more attentive.

"This matter, you can't have a lot of blood, you have to plan well, local relations, and laws and regulations related to cultural relics, you need to understand."

Ye Ziting said, "In terms of cultural relics, there are some problems that are difficult to be defined by law, but in general, everything excavated underground is from the Guo family, and what is passed down from the ground is all personal."

"In fact, as long as the museum is open, there are some ways to solve this problem!"

Yang Long doesn't worry about this, because money can make ghosts grind. As long as there is money in this society, all problems are not a problem.

As far as security is concerned, Yang Long thought of a man, that is, Zhou Fatty, who would definitely be able to make a difference.

...

The next morning.

Yang Long called Zhou Fatty.

Zhou Fatzi, whose real name is Zhou Xiang, from his name, his family also gave him high hopes.

But now he has not allowed the following people to call him Zhou Xiang, because the word Xiang is homonymous as Xiang, and there is ambiguity in modern Internet language.

At this point, Zhou Xiang was still sleeping at home.

Yesterday was a night of drunken dreams, how could it be possible to wake up early today.

But after receiving Yang Long's call, Zhou Xiang was instantly energized, and at ten o'clock in the morning, he drove directly to a teahouse outside the Yanglong community.

This teahouse is called Siwenxuan.

The boss is from southern Yunnan, and the main tea is also from southern Yunnan.

"Young Dragon!"

As soon as Zhou Xiang entered the box, he nodded and smiled.

"Not awake yet?"

Yang Long smiled, "Then I will make a long story short, and then you can go back to make up!"

"You said, you said, I'm fine!" Zhou Xiang said quickly.

"This is the case. I plan to build a private museum in our city to develop and promote the humanities and tourism in our city. But the relationship between the above and below needs to be managed. The security of the museum also needs someone to take responsibility. There are a series of questions such as location selection. I plan to leave it to you. Do you have confidence?"

Yang Long finished talking, and then asked.

"Yes! Of course!"

Zhou Xiang patted Xiongkou and assured him that he was looking for someone to deal with the relationship and security. This was all his hand. Not to mention the location, he knew every inch of land in Lin'an.

I said at the moment: "I will deal with the relationship over Zhengfu. The security is even better. I have a security company under my hands. It is jointly organized with the city ju. The younger one is more clever than the other. The main problem is the internal decoration. I don’t know how large-scale you want to be. If it is large, at least a world-class security protection project is required. Of course, this has to consider the location."

Zhou Xiang took a sip of tea and softened his throat, and asked, "Long Shao, what do you think of the old city gymnasium?"

"City Stadium?"

Yang Long froze, "Is there anything inside?"

"It is no secret that Zhengfu intends to plan a new city stadium and stadium in the north of the city. The original old city stadium is planned for the tenth middle school, and the stadium is also planned to be sold to private enterprises for use in trade fairs and the like."

Zhou Xiangdao said, "But since you want to open a museum, I think it is best to rent the original museum directly and then rebuild it, because the underground of the old stadium has 5000 square meters of air raid shelter. The entrance to the air raid shelter is in the old gymnasium. It also includes the right to use the bomb shelter."

"It turns out so!"

Yang Long knew that if the 5000-square-meter air raid shelter was used for reconstruction, it would be possible to get a secret warehouse.

There will be places for precious collections to be stored, and even some of Yang Long’s own secret treasures.

"How much money is that Zhengfu planning to sell?" Yang Long asked.