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Chapter 1596 Purple Clay Pot

"Has the biochemical samples been extracted?"

"There are some, grandpa, you're useful."

"We were attacked by an unknown person a few days ago at a scientific research center in Canada. The guards got some samples from those people. I suspect it has to do with the Rockefeller family."

Ye Wangchao said with a tense expression,

"Scientific Research Center."

Emperor Ye was a little surprised. Judging from his grandfather's tone, the scientific research center seemed not as simple as it seemed.

"It is a research center opened by our Ye family for ZF abroad. It is a highly confidential thing such as bioengineering. I don't want it to be known this time."

“It was opened for the country.”

"Well, not only our Ye family, but some multinational companies have such institutions abroad. You should also be aware that sometimes the most dangerous place is the safest place."

"In recent years, foreign countries have intensive espionage operations against us in China. Building scientific research centers abroad and packaging them in the name of multinational companies can save a lot of trouble."

“No wonder.”

Nodded, Emperor Ye finally understood what happened.

"The sample was obtained by Xing Tian before leaving. I'll ask him to send it over."

"You will let him send it to your aunt. Once the comparison is established, our Ye family's strategy in America will be changed." Ye Wangchao said with concern.

“It’s that serious.”

"It will only be more serious than you think. The Rockefeller family has always regarded America as their base camp. How could they allow other countries to intervene, especially the existence of this kind of bioengineering research."

"What should I do in the future?"

"It's hard to say. Maybe I'm going to go there. I don't know the specific situation there. When the No. 1 leader recovers, I will report on this matter and see the decision below."

"You can't help with this matter, so don't worry." He patted Emperor Ye's shoulder, and Ye Wangchao didn't say anything more to Emperor Ye.

This kid is under great pressure, there is no need to let him share more family pressure.

Emperor Ye also knew that so far, he could not be distracted by these things, so he did not go too far.

However, for the Rockefeller family, Emperor Ye still kept a god, "Tomorrow is your 80th birthday, don't forget to gossip about your uncle Hongfeng after you finish your etiquette, so as not to be gossiped about."

"Don't worry, grandpa, I remember this. By the way, Grandpa Zhang is still in his 80s? How can he celebrate his 80th birthday?"

"Listen to him, that old guy is only 80 years old this year, and he is just over 80 years old, he is all nonsense. This old guy is afraid of death too early, so he didn't deny it."

When Ye Huang heard this, he was sweating profusely, but when he thought about it carefully, he did indeed have the same thing.

The older people get, the more they want to live a few more years. But aren’t happy people talking about how old they are?

"There will definitely be many young people as old as you who will pass tomorrow. They are all representatives of each family and you will be familiar with each other. You will always have to deal with each other in the future, and it is nothing to have a good relationship."

"The Wang family and the Lin family will go there too."

"It shouldn't be. Your Grandpa Zhang was messed up by the Lin family at the beginning. This old guy holds a lot of revenge. I guess he is not afraid to come to the door randomly, but the girl from the Dugu family may have to go there."

"oh……"

When he heard that Dugu Xiaoxuan was going, Emperor Ye agreed without saying too much.

"What's wrong? You have a quarrel with that girl."

When Ye Wangchao heard his grandson's tone, he frowned. Usually, this boy didn't look so depressed when talking about this girl.

"Grandpa, don't ask, I can't serve this girl. It's faster to turn against her than to read a book. I don't know why I offended her." Thinking of being turned away that day, Emperor Ye was still a little angry.

"This girl from Dugu's family has lost her parents since she was a child and was raised by an old man Dugu. She is inevitably a little different in character. Just be more accommodating, so that the old man will not find me."

"Then you can't let her shit and pee on my head."

Emperor Ye rolled his eyes and looked depressed.

"Isn't this not the case? You, a man, are competing with the little girl? In short, just give in."

After patting Ye Huang's shoulder, Ye Wangchao turned around and walked to the bookshelf and took out a very tightly wrapped thing.

"What's this."

Emperor Ye asked in surprise,

"This is a Yixing purple clay teapot. It is my treasure for decades. Old man Zhang likes to drink tea. I will give this thing to him this time. You can use it as a gift and you can't lose face."

As he said that, Ye Wangchao took off the handkerchief outside the purple clay teapot, and presented a handful of not-so-large but delicate and small purple clay teapot in front of him.

The teapot is not big, at most the size of the fist of the Leaf Emperor, the color is dark brown, the surface is evenly grained, and the body of the pot is engraved with pine, bamboo and cypress.

"Good thing, I really can't bear to give this thing out."

Touching the teapot, Ye Wangchao was a little nostalgic, and Ye Huang was a little surprised to see him.

"Grandpa, this thing is very valuable."

"Value, guess how much is this thing."

"Hundreds of thousands."

Ye Huang knows tea but doesn’t know much about pots, especially purple clay pots.

"This teapot was given to me by Lao Gu when I went to Jiangnan. In 1996, Lao Gu passed away, and this thing became a lasting work. Do you know how much his teapot has been auctioned."

"You can't even buy the lid of the pot for hundreds of thousands."

Ye Wangchao talked about the teapot despised his grandson.

"Grandpa, this thing is not antique, is it that valuable?"

"It's not that antiques are better than antiques. Lao Gu auctioned at least tens of millions of teapots a few years ago. This is his mid-term work. Do you think it's valuable?"

"What a pity, I want to give it to you Old Man Zhang, I feel sorry for you." The old man seemed to be about to send his own son out, and he touched the teapot all over his body, but his face was still heartbroken.

"Grandpa, I still have a lot of collections in Yucheng, and there are a few of them that are also teapots. Why don't you bring them to you?"

"Forget it, let's talk about it later. It's probably not a good thing."

After waved his hand, Ye Wangchao wrapped the purple clay teapot and pushed it to the side of Emperor Ye.

"I'll go tomorrow and tell Old Man Zhang that if he dares to break this thing for me, I can't spare him."

"You go back and rest. There is still something going on tomorrow. Chief No. 1 must be treated well. Remember, if you don't seek merit, you will be merit."

"Don't worry, grandpa, I'm here to save this."

Hey smiled, Ye Huang picked up the teapot and turned around and walked out. The moment he went downstairs, he almost stepped on the air. Ye Wangchao's roar came from behind.

"Boy, if you dare to mess it up for me, I will peel you off."

On this side, Ye Huang hurried downstairs without even responding.

This old man saw this teapot more precious than his grandson's life.
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