Chapter 158 Miss Miyuki of Nagasaki

Many years later, when a reporter interviewed Gong Yonghao, Vice Chairman of the Overseas Cultural Relics Return Association, he asked him:

"What made you go from an ordinary businessman to the initiator of the Chinese cultural relics return activity?"

Gong Yonghao recalled:

"It was the day after the beginning of autumn in 2023. I approached Master Zhang for a few pieces of reflowed porcelain."

"At that moment, the gears of my destiny began to turn..."

Regarding this statement, Zhang Yang had a negative attitude from the beginning.

"It's not that I have a great personality, it's this dear friend who has such an idea."

"I just did a little trivial thing."

These small things include asking Chen Yanguang, who is traveling in Hiroshima, to help this treasure friend in the cultural relics warehouse.

"Who is this person? Borrowing a bronze sword at any time?"

"The Buddha head you are talking about is not the one in the antique bureau, right?"

"Are we going to be on the news this time? Do you mind if I bring your sister-in-law with me?"

"Don't worry, I'll cover the cost of media promotion. It just changes the group's image..."

While waiting for someone, Chen Yanguang kept asking Zhang Yang on the phone, and his words could not hide his excitement and expectation.

He is willing to help, and "returning cultural relics to the country" is secondary, mainly because he finds it fun.

"As for the details of the cultural relics, you will naturally know them after meeting Boss Gong."

Zhang Yang didn't explain much. He only knew that this treasure friend had been doing business in Japan for many years, and his hobby was reselling cultural relics.

But what is Boss Gong's main business? He really forgot to ask.

Soon, at seven o'clock in the evening in China, Chen Yanguang met Gong Yonghao, who was in his forties.

Zhang Yang helped introduce both parties in the video.

After the greetings, Gong Yonghao didn’t say any nonsense and went straight to the point:

"Master Zhang, Mr. Chen, how much money have you prepared?"

"That Buddha head has just been bought by a local private collector in Nagasaki. I stopped him in the warehouse, and after some talk, he agreed to wait for us for half an hour."

“If you don’t have enough money, you’d better transfer funds as soon as possible!”

After listening to Gong Yonghao's words, before Zhang Yang could speak, he heard Chen Yanguang laughing "haha".

Then he said domineeringly: "Is 100 million yen (approximately 5 million RMB) enough? If it is not enough, I will redeem it."

"Ah?" Gong Yonghao was caught off guard by this pretense.

"Boss Gong, don't worry, the boss Chen I invited has the ability to make money."

"The Buddha's head must be taken down today."

…

While Brother Bang and Baoyou were on their way to the warehouse, Zhang Yang was not idle and started the live broadcast.

This time he did not show his face, but directly cut the scene of Chen Yanguang's video call into the main screen of the live broadcast room.

[An outdoor live broadcast at this late hour? 】

[Where is the anchor? It’s so dark]

[Master Zhang really went out to work? 】

"Good evening, brothers!"

"Didn't you see a Buddha's head over there in Neon Kingdom a few days ago? Today Emperor Ji took action and bought it back for us." Zhang Yang and Danmu explained.

"Master Zhang, who are you talking to?" Boss Gong asked doubtfully.

"He's live streaming, chatting with Danmu."

Chen Yanguang already understood when he heard Zhang Yang call him Emperor Lee.

He calls him Brother Guang in private and Emperor in public. He used to do this in the female anchor's live broadcast room.

Seamless switching between public and private is the self-cultivation of a qualified top brother.

"Come to Jihuang and Baoyou to say hello to everyone?"

Boss Gong: "Kongbangwa (good evening)."

Chen Yanguang/Zhang Yang: "???"

"Gong Sang, didn't you say you are Chinese?" Zhang Yang asked doubtfully.

"Teacher, don't I want to give the audience in the live broadcast room a little neon atmosphere?"

"Then why don't you call me daddy?" Zhang Yang asked.

In terms of atmosphere, nothing is more appropriate than this sentence.

"I'm afraid that others will misunderstand Boss Chen as a beast. How about I give it a try?"

"No, no, next time you can take us directly to the custom street. I heard that Sakura Girl..."

"Ahem! Ahem!"

The discussion between Zhang Yang and Baoyou caused discomfort to a married person.

Chen Yanguang interrupted them and brought the topic back to cultural relics:

"We are here today for the Amitabha Buddha head from the middle of Kangxi period. Can you two not have too many distracting thoughts in your mind?"

"OK, I agree." Zhang Yang agreed: "You guys hurry up and get to the point!"

“Tens of thousands of people are waiting in the live broadcast room!”

"Don't worry, it's only been ten minutes, they should still be waiting for us."

Boss Gong and Chen Yanguang hurried towards the gate of the factory where the warehouse is located.

At eight o'clock in the evening local time in Nagasaki, the factory staff were already sorting out the forklifts and getting ready to get off work.

The Japanese collector was standing at the door of the warehouse, playing with his mobile phone boredly, looking at the door from time to time.

"Is that a Sakura girl?" Chen Yanguang asked suspiciously after seeing the other party's dress clearly.

"Yes, she is a very young female collector. She is very beautiful and easy to talk to." Boss Gong replied.

Zhang Yang knew what Chen Yanguang was worried about, and immediately said to the barrage in the live broadcast room:

"Everyone, please bear witness to Emperor Ji that he and Sakura-chan are innocent."

【I never commit perjury】

[Let’s see if it looks pretty or not]

[Holy shit, why does he look a bit like Ten Yuan? 】

【Wife? 】

[At first glance, you guys are fake fans, this girl is obviously older]

Just like the reaction on the barrage, this female collector has a celebrity face.

"(Japanese) Miss Miyuki, I've kept you waiting for a long time." Boss Gong introduced: "This is Chen Sang from China."

"(Chinese) Mr. Chen, nice to meet you."

The Sakura girl named "Miyuki" nodded and said hello to Chen Yanguang in somewhat jerky Chinese.

She likes Chinese culture very much. She not only taught herself Chinese, but also collected many Chinese cultural relics.

"Liu Huang, the audience in the live broadcast room asked you to help ask if this girl is interested in traveling in the country."

"If there is, please bring her back with the cultural relics!"

Zhang Yang smiled and conveyed the idea of ​​​​the barrage.

"Making up a barrage to frame me, right? Just wait."

Chen Yanguang pretended to be angry, covered his mouth and whispered something in Boss Gong's ear.

Then the latter chatted quietly with Sakura Girl for a while.

"Liu Huang, have you turned off the microphone?"

While Zhang Yang was confused, Miyuki had already walked in front of the camera, waving her hand with a bright smile:

"Good evening, Mr. Zhang, can you see me?"

"I heard that you are an expert on Chinese culture. Can I get to know you?"

[The King of Lee is a true brother! 】

[The anchor should show his face quickly, don’t be a turtle]

[Teacher, come on, let’s promote our country’s prestige]

"I'm sorry, my face was stung by a bee, so I can't show my face."

Zhang Yang was here to be a behind-the-scenes player today and had no intention of showing his face.

He made up a random reason and changed the subject with a smile:

"Boss Gong, hurry up and translate for me. It's getting late, so let's talk about the Buddha's head first."

These words were indeed useful, and the topic was back on track.

Sakura Girl's request is very simple. If you want to transfer it, you can, but you have to exchange it for a collection of higher value.

Can't you just give the money directly?

The other party's answer was: No, selling Buddha statues will result in retribution.

This girl is quite superstitious.

"But we don't have any collections on hand now!" Chen Yanguang spread his hands and said.

Far away in Neon, he has nothing but money and his wife.

"It's not a big problem, Emperor Ji, have you forgotten that there is a big warehouse in front of you?"

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up when he thought of the things he had seen before.