Chapter 780
Song Yun took a cup of soy milk in his hand and walked into the Treasure Pavilion slowly. The past few days have been very unrestrained, and he has nothing to worry about. Every day he comes to the Treasure Pavilion to drink tea and chat to pass the time, which is like salted fish. The gold coins and silver coins have not been sold yet, but there is no need to worry about this matter. Those old men are still quarreling in the five-star hotel. They can wait for the result of their quarrel. Anyway, those gold coins and silver coins are like The emperor's daughter does not have to worry about marriage at all.
Song Yun sat down on the sofa, boiled a pot of tea, took out his mobile phone, and decided to pass the day like this, but soon, there was a rush of footsteps outside, and a person rushed in, Looking up, I found that it was Tang Miaomiao.
"what?!"
"What happened to Sister Tang?"
Song Yun saw the anxious look on Tang Miaomiao's face at a glance, something must have happened, and he quickly asked.
"This time we may be in trouble."
Tang Miaomiao walked quickly to Song Yun, and before she could breathe evenly, she had already started to speak.
"Sister Tang, there is no need to worry. What happened? Soldiers come to block water or flood the soil. No matter what it is, they can find a solution. There is no need to be so anxious."
Song Yun quickly comforted Tang Miaomiao and poured a cup of tea in front of her.
"Someone wants to trouble us!"
Tang Miaomiao sat down on the sofa.
"Oh?!"
"Trouble us?"
"Who the hell is bothering us?"
Song Yun thought it was a little strange. He really couldn't imagine. Now, who would dare to look for him, or trouble with the Treasure Pavilion. Besides, even if it was trouble, there would be no problem. The problem can only be attributed to the identification of antiques. In such a matter, no one can fool him. Tang Mingming knows this very well. How could he be so anxious?
Tang Miaomiao took out her mobile phone, clicked a few times, opened a news, or a hot search, and handed it to Song Yun.
Song Yun nodded, looked at his brows, and immediately frowned. He didn't expect this to happen yet.
"Shouldn't this be over long ago?"
"Why is it appearing all of a sudden now?"
Song Yun really can't understand a little bit. The one on the hot search is a big jar of Yuan Qinghua character stories. What he does is very simple, or the point of view expressed is very simple and direct, that is, he thinks such antiques should be handed over to him. The state should not be kept in private hands.
"Who knows?"
"I have the same opinion as you on this matter. I thought it was long overdue. I didn't expect it to be alive again now, and it was dug up by others. The most important thing is that it is still on the hot search."
"This is absolutely abnormal. In other words, this matter must be hyped up by others, and people with ulterior motives push this matter behind, otherwise it would be impossible to get hot searches."
Tang Miaomiao saw through the matter at a glance.
Song Yun nodded in agreement. On the surface, this matter seems very simple, but in fact it is definitely not the case. The Yuan Qinghua affair was very noisy some time ago, but since Gongyang Qiu opened his mouth, Luo Guo disappeared. Those who wanted to buy Yuanqinghua basically retreated after hearing the news, and the whole thing calmed down slowly, but what they didn't expect is that they are now involved by others, and they are also on the hot search. More and more people are paying attention, and now many people are discussing whether such a national treasure should be kept in private hands.
"What happened to our plan?!"
"Do you already have eyebrows?"
Song Yun lowered his head and looked at his phone again, remembering the plan he made to deal with Yuan Qinghua, and now he doesn't know where to go.
"I'll ask again, this matter must be urged."
Tang Miaomiao knew that this matter had to be dealt with quickly and could not be dragged on any longer. It was not that he was afraid of trouble, but that there was no need to fall into such troubles at all.