Chapter 377 The Tranquility of Fort Edmunds

"Okay, did the trip to England go well this time? Why did it take so long? Did you get everything?"

Andrew frowned and said aggrievedly, "Boss, don't mention it, there are more than 10 big trees near the coordinates you provided, and they look exactly the same, so I can't tell them apart. I can only take my brothers to dig with a shovel, if not We had given up on orders from the boss a long time ago. In order not to attract the attention of passers-by, we dressed up as garden maintenance workers and stayed in Leeds for half a month, planting one tree a day. I found something under the tree, and it was hidden quite deep, and I dug down more than 1 meter, and I could see the roots of the tree."

Yang Cheng also has a black line on his head, how lucky is that? It's just luck that the shit got home, but he didn't bother to complain, anyway, as long as the things are in hand.

"Where is the thing? Isn't it damaged?" Yang Cheng asked again.

Andrew shook his head, "Of course not, we hugged all the way back, even if I fold it, the things will not be broken, and I will hand them over to Hansen when I come back."

Yang Cheng was overjoyed. Andrew went to Korea and started to talk glibly, "Then what are you waiting for, take me to see it."

After sending Andrew down to rest, Yang Cheng followed Hansen to the company's underground vault, which was originally used to store gold bars and valuables. The four-dimensional space not only has a financial investment department, but also an art investment department. It's just this department. Now the scale is small, there are only three people in total, running around the world all day long, specially collecting works of art with short-term value-added potential for the company, and recently went to Xiangjiang to participate in the auction, Yang Cheng wanted to find a confidant to help Can't find identification.

After going through the three locks of fingerprints, passwords and pupils, Yang Cheng successfully entered the vault. The vault is not big, at most 20 square meters, with bright lights on the top of the head, and a row of silver safes with metallic luster on the left. It is an emergency cash reserve, mainly in US dollars, supplemented by Euros, British pounds, and RMB. Generally, companies or Yang Cheng will withdraw money from the company’s accounts if they are inconvenient to transfer cash from the company’s accounts;

In addition, there are also a number of contracts stored in it, including the certificates signed by the company for various projects and option contracts, etc.;

On the right hand side of the entrance, there are glass display cabinets, similar to the display cabinets that are not allowed to be touched by guests in art exhibitions, but no artworks have been placed on them yet. At present, the art investment department mainly targets modern and modern ones. Calligraphy and painting works are targeted at a certain writer. As long as the fame is raised and the price is raised at the auction, the people in the investment department will sell all the works that were previously purchased at low prices in exchange for high prices. Amount of profit, a very simple but effective routine.

The "National Treasure" that was just brought back by Andrew should have been stored in a display cabinet, but Hansen was not sure about Yang Cheng's intentions, so he simply threw it on the platform where the gold bars were originally placed, without even opening the package. The outside of the travel bag still smells of earth.

Well, this is nonsense, Yang Cheng didn't smell the fragrance of the soil, but carried a rotten breath, shook his head, opened the travel bag by himself, peeled off layers of sponges, and took out another bag from inside. It is a vacuum package, which contains the sheep's head among the copper heads of the twelve zodiac signs. It is quite heavy to carry, but it is insignificant to an adult. It is about 50 cm high, and it still takes up a lot of space.

Through the vacuum packaging bag, Yang Cheng looked at this so-called "national treasure" that had been mentioned countless times, and felt completely at ease, because the artistic value of the copper heads of the twelve zodiac animals was really not high. The value should be derived from the cultural value carried by the cultural relics, and the animal heads in the Yuanmingyuan have a short history from the perspective of antique identification, and their sculpture craftsmanship does not meet the aesthetics of Westerners.

Of course, quite a few people think that the carving of animal heads is the pinnacle of the world. This is a matter of opinion. There are a thousand Hamlets in the hearts of a thousand people.

Although the artistic value of the animal head is not high, it is located in the Qing Dynasty where China and the West meet.

And it was located in the top gardens at that time. The value of a cultural relic is not only the concept of artistic value, but also represents the measurement and witness of history.

First of all, the animal head reflects the architectural concept of combining Chinese and Western, reflecting the architectural views of the society at that time and the society's views on Western culture at that time; secondly, it is a witness to the history of humiliation in Z country, with additional historical relic value and ethnicity Emotions are inside, and with these derivative meanings, although the artistic value of the animal head is not high, it is still a treasure of China. Therefore, whenever there is an auction where the animal head is sacrificed, the price will always be sky-high.

Touching the goat's horns, round goat's eyes, and a goatee's beard through the vacuum packaging bag, he sighed and stood up, and ordered, "First, take care of the two copper heads and put them in the display cabinet. I'm of great use."

The boss stood at the door with his hands behind his back, and nodded slightly when he heard the words, "It's the boss."

The rest of the snake head, Yang Cheng, was not interested in admiring it anymore. He put it on the ground casually, without the awareness that this release would cost tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of G coins. He clapped his hands and left the vault, confirming with his own eyes that Hansen closed the vault. After opening the door, he stepped onto the elevator with his hands behind his back, closed his eyes and meditated.

He plans to return these two animal heads to the country through the embassy, ​​of course, the premise is that he has to get the benefits he deserves!

However, he suddenly remembered something. It seems that there is no news of the theft of the Earl's Castle in England. What's the situation? Is it because the Edmunds haven't found out yet? Or deliberately concealed and did not choose to call the police?

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng suddenly pressed the button on the ground floor, "Hansen, take me to Eiffel."

Although Hansen was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions and simply responded, using the walkie-talkie to call his teammates.

In less than two minutes, the Maybach had parked in front of the building. After Yang Cheng bent down to get in the car, he found that it was Andrew who was driving, "Why didn't you go to rest? Didn't you let you go on vacation?"

Holding the steering wheel with both hands, Andrew grinned and said, "Boss, I'm not tired. I've rested in Korea long enough."

"Okay, you can handle it yourself." As the boss, Yang Cheng is very satisfied with the hardworking and professional attitude of his subordinates.

Hansen reported an address to Andrew, and the Maybach moved steadily. When waiting for the red light, Yang Cheng asked again, "Is there nothing wrong with Eiffel these days?"

"No, since he was placed in the safe house, I have sent someone to watch him 24 hours a day. Except for buying food from the snack truck downstairs every day, he has never been anywhere, and he is bored at home every day." Hansen reported truthfully.

Yang Cheng frowned slightly, "Didn't you go to see the house or the car?" He promised a house and a car at that time, and it stands to reason that Eiffel should take this time to go out and look at the house.

"No, I didn't go anywhere." Hansen replied affirmatively.

The safe house is located in an ordinary apartment in Queens, and the surrounding facilities are complete. The key point is that the terrain here is very complicated, with various alleys intertwined and dense. If you are not familiar with it, it is easy to get lost, otherwise you will not be selected by Hansen as a safe house. Room.

Soon, the car arrived at an apartment area, and Hansen pointed to one of the buildings inside, "Boss, it's right there, on the top floor. If there is an accident, our people will quickly go upstairs and leave from the roof with the target."

Yang Cheng didn't care about these, just nodded and walked towards the direction Hansen pointed, climbed 4 flights of stairs to the top floor, there was only one household here, and knocked on the iron door without hesitation.

"Who?" There was a sound of footsteps, followed by Eiffel's voice.

"It's me, open the door." Yang Cheng shouted.

With the sound of unlocking, the iron door was pushed open. Eiffel, with messy curly hair and no glasses, poked his head out shirtless, "Mr. Yang?"

"You don't even wear clothes in this cold weather?" Yang Cheng stepped into the room without waiting for the other party's invitation, looked at Eiffel in surprise, and walked around the small apartment with his hands behind his back.

"The heating is turned on at home, and it's not cold at all. Why did Mr. Yang come here suddenly? Didn't find anything?" Eiffel shrugged and followed behind, grabbed his pajamas and put them on, asking strangely.

Yang Cheng kicked away the beer bottles that were piled up on the ground, blocking his way, and replied, covering his nose in disgust, "I have got the thing, but I have a few doubts that you need to answer, by the way, let me ask what you think about my proposal to ask you to do something for me."

Eiffel rubbed his hair, sat slumped on the big bed, his eyes were a little slack, "I am willing to agree, but I don't want my daughter to know, can you please give me an official superficial identity, of course I will help you secretly Do anything."

Yang Cheng smiled in satisfaction, looking at the stinky socks on the sofa, he was not interested in sitting, so he just stood by the window, "Okay, this is a small problem, just give you a logistics position in New Era Media Don't worry, I will promise you nothing less, I will only give you more."

Eiffel smiled reluctantly, and pushed his glasses, "Then, if you have any questions, Mr. Yang, just ask, and I will tell you everything."

"Since you came to the door until now, there has been no news of the theft of Earl Edmond's family in England. Even before, there was no news. I want to know why? Don't tell me that Edmond is stupid. I found out that my treasure was stolen." Yang Cheng still couldn't stand the strange smell in the room, she frowned and opened the window to let in the bitter fresh air, which made Eiffel shiver.

Eiffel looked at Yang Cheng resentfully, seeing that Yang Cheng was unmoved, he had to sigh and put on thick clothes, "Speaking of this, I also find it strange, not only is there no news, Fort Edmonton is as calm as before, as if Nothing happened, it was flat as hell."

Yang Cheng's frown still did not relax, and she asked, "So you don't know what to do?"

Eiffel looked at Yang Cheng, then at Hansen and the others who came in to protect him, hesitant to speak.

After a while, he muttered softly, "I probably have a guess."

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