It was still the familiar Cullinan, and the slutty little fat man.

When the two met, they suffered a loss, and of course they ended with Jin Guanrong's defeat.

“Where is the thing?”

"At my house, I saw that you care so much about those things, so I asked the workers to come over."

When he arrived at the place, Gao Ang didn't care. He opened the boxes of the things in front of Jin Guanrong.

"I'll go, are you robbing the Imperial Museum?"

Jin Guanrong's small eyes as big as mung beans, staring at the dazzling array of national treasures, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It's made from the equivalent exchange, but it's just that I can't see the light, you know."

He gave Fatty Jin a look, and the other party looked like "I understand."

"These..." Fatty Jin pointed to the things in the box and continued to ask, "What are you going to do with it? Or will you donate it directly if you personally collect it?"

Seeing Gao Ang wanted to speak, the guy waved his hand and interrupted him, "Don't say it, let me guess. According to your identity as the successor of socialism, you won't really have to donate it all, right?"

At the end, Fatty Jin was a little crying.

These are all treasures. In addition to the bronze head, there are other extremely famous national treasures. The rest are nothing more than some porcelain or calligraphy and paintings, and some precious jewelry.

If these things are reasonable, they can be embezzled.

As for national treasures, it is useless to keep them in their hands. If you show them and let the people see them, it will make it more meaningful.

"These," Gao An pointed to the bronze head, and there were several other particularly famous guys, "It must be handed over. These things are of great significance to our country. They were lost more than a hundred years ago. More than a hundred years later, our generation witnessed their return with their own eyes. Those sages who sacrificed their lives for the country and the nation can also smile!"

Jin Guanrong gave a thumbs up, "I can't tell you reasonably, but I think you're right. But, this thing shouldn't be ours, right?"

Fatty Jin hooked up a string of pearl necklaces with his fingers. Judging from the shape and craftsmanship, it was obviously in Western style.

"I've given it to you. As long as it's not our ancestors' stuff, you can choose whatever you want."

"terrific!"

Jin Guanrong is not a lack of money, he has no interest in collecting, and he is not greedy for small gains.

The reason why I choose a few things with a silly face is mainly to satisfy my "disgusting" and high-profile quirks.

Gao Ang is not a stingy person either. He wouldn’t know what Fatty Jin thought?

But then again, if it were the usual, he would have to disgust this fat man, but this time he did not make much trouble for him because of his hard work and contributions.

"By the way, your ski resort is open?"

The two of them were communicating while sorting out their things.

"It has been open for a long time. It's a cold winter this year. The temperature is more than ten degrees lower than in previous years. I, an authentic Northeastern person, can't stand it anymore."

"You can pull it to the point, I can't stand it even if I get minus thirty-six degrees, can't you stand it?"

Gao Ang was talking about the time he had traveled to Northeast China before. He had just got off the train. At half past ten in the middle of the night, he was soaked in minus 36 degrees Celsius. He thought he could irrigate the snow on the pole, but he didn't expect the snow to melt, but before he finished peeing, it freezes again.

But to be honest, although it was minus thirty-six degrees that time, he really didn't feel particularly cold.

"I'm a grandson, look at what I'm wearing..." Fatty Jin put down the messy things in his hand and pulled his collar, "Brother, I've been the same for two thermal underwear in previous years!"

"Then... are we going to ski?"

"Go, why don't you go? It's so slippery. Besides, you're here, how can you not go? I'm going to do it again, and I'm going to 'fire at them'!"

Gao Ang looked at the time and said, "Let's go, put the things here first. Let's talk about these things. Let's go to have a meal now."

After the two of them finished their meal, the time was almost done. The winter time seemed to pass very quickly and it was getting dark.

"What should I do? Let's go and have fun tonight?"

Fatty Jin opened the car window, smoked a cigarette, and glanced at Gao Qiang.

"I said fat man, don't brag about me, okay? What kind of virtue are you, don't you think you have any idea? You're still 'heat'... I'm too lazy to hit you. Do you think your cowardly look worthy of your outfit?"

Seeing Fatty Jin's hateful face as if he was "I'm an old ticket buyer", Gao Ang wanted to expose him.

"Your uncle, Xiao Angzi, I'm really unhappy when you say that. Let me tell you this. Do you dare to make a bet? Let's see who is cowardly tonight and who is a bastard. Do you dare?"

Jin Guanrong was so angry when he heard this. The Northeastern man was so kind. How dare he say he was cowardly? He immediately blew his beard and stared at him and wanted to pull Gao Ang to see the depth.

"You can just pull it down," Gao An felt a little worried when he saw this situation, but he couldn't lose, so he continued to shout, "I'm still pretending to be a big-tailed wolf here... If you want to go, I'll go back to sleep, and I'll have to go skiing tomorrow!"

Women and other things are all big pig's hooves. Can they have the fragrance of skiing?

Fatty Jin, as if he was winning, shot the cigarette butt in his hand and patted Gao's shoulder, "Little Angzi, I have seen through your tricks. Let me tell you this, in the future, you can't scatter and pee on my head anymore. From now on, you, Gao'an, please call me Uncle Jin! Oh, damn, why are you hitting me?"

Fatty Jin, who had just been showing off for a few seconds, was slapped on his right arm with a high slap, making him jump up and down.

Fortunately, there are not many cars on the road at this point.

"Your uncle, don't pull me with you if you want to die. This flower world hasn't been enough!"

Fatty Jin drove the car timidly, and his arrogance just now disappeared by Gao Yang's slap.

After this riot, the two of them no longer had the interest in jungle. They returned to the villa and unboxed to pick up toys.

While picking things, Chitose asked Chitose to estimate the value of these things.

It is said to be estimating the value, but in fact it means identifying the year of these things and comparing them with the data from some auction houses.

For example, the jade bracelet in the late Qing Dynasty was more valuable according to the last transaction price of 23,225,400 yuan.

Whether it is color or workmanship, it is much better than the one sold at auction.

As for the pearl necklace that Jin Guanrong picked out before, in terms of value alone, it is estimated that it must have a valuation of more than 30 million without calculating the historical value.

Jin Guanrong chose one, but now he is trying to help Gao Ang.

"Don't you choose a few more? This jade necklace and that pearl earring are all pretty good."

"What do I want those? One single dog," Fatty Jin curled his lips and looked left and right with a piece of Western figure sculpture in the Dehua kiln of the Qing Dynasty Kangxi.

"Being single now does not mean being single in the future. Just treat it as a gift from me to my brother and sister, and take a few more."

Gao Ang really doesn't like these things that are not national treasures.

Among the people he knows, he really doesn't have a special love for antiques.

To put it bluntly, if he chooses between these antiques and cash, he will likely choose cash, except for national treasures.

"This thing? Give it to my future partner?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Good guy, I'm just a good guy. These things may have been worn by many people, and they may have been bleeding, which is unlucky!"

Fatty Jin shook his head disgustedly, unwilling to pick a few more items.

How could Gao Ang not know his little thoughts? He just felt that the necklace had taken advantage of him before.

After working all night, the two of them roughly classified these things.

The copper heads were placed alone in one place and were specially protected.

Others were divided into several boxes according to calligraphy, paintings, porcelain, jade, gold and silver jewelry.

The next day, Gao Ang called Xia Yu.

"Second Team Xia, if there is something good, hurry up and send someone to Bingcheng, and the address will be sent to you."

He never thought about returning these things to the museum.

The main reason is that he doesn't know those people, and after thinking about it, he still finds a reliable game of 303.

These people are well-known in their hands and eyes, have a wide connection, and seem to have no hostility towards him, so they can be used as intermediaries.

As soon as Xia Yu heard the words "good thing", his eyelids twitched.

"Will you hijack any satellite again?"

"What are you saying? Am I that kind of person?" Gao Ang rolled his eyes. Is he so bad in this person's heart?

"You should know the bronze head of the Old Summer Palace. I personally don't ask this channel through some channel. I won't say it even if I ask it. If I get it back, it's the dog head without a trace!"

"What, the dog's head is there with you?"

Xia Yu almost knocked over the teacup on the table and jumped up from the chair excitedly.

"Yes," Xia Yu's excited voice surprised Gao Ang a little. As for being so excited?

When I showed you the satellite, this guy wasn't like this either.

"You wait, I'll send someone over here right away!"

...

At noon, the contact person sent by Xia Yu met Gao Ang.

He is very familiar with this person, and he has been with him for a while. He is his former beautiful landlord, Xia Weiwei.

"You've entered the 303rd game?"

Looking at Xia Weiwei in front of her, she was wearing a straight Zhongshan suit, Gao An was a little stunned.
To be continued...