Chapter 391 Wang Jianye Comes Out

"Friend Bao, please open my account now and watch the video posted on my homepage." Zhang Yang felt that no matter how much he said, it would not be as shocking as presenting the facts.

"Click it, what happens next?"

"Arrange it in chronological order and click on the third video. If I remember the title correctly, it should be "How Abstract is Han Dynasty Chess". Take a closer look."

"Now?" Baoyou asked strangely.

"Yes, right now." Zhang Yang gave the other party a positive smile.

Zhang Yang was still wondering before, why Director Yao only brought out jade chess, and Go, which is also a chess game?

In terms of historical origins, the popularity of collecting in the antique circle, and even the level of collection, Go is far higher than Xiangqi.

Now he knows.

The Go chess piece made of Hetian yellow jade was cut off by the brother who specializes in collecting chess cultural relics.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the thing was sold to him by Director Yao. In short, it is obvious that the thing and the Han Dynasty chess came from the same small workshop.

[Oops, I just watched the video, the chess piece and the Go piece have the same color]

[The attitude of this brother is not like that of the National Treasure Gang, so why did he make a mistake?]

[Today’s live broadcast can be made into a video again]

[It proves that the Internet has memory, and there will be no way out for such fake products in the future]

Two minutes later, after watching the video, Lian Mai’s friend sighed in a complicated tone:

"well!"

"Teacher, is it possible that I am an exception?"

"This is absolutely impossible." Zhang Yang smiled restrainedly.

"That's it. I've memorized this C-level."

"It's okay. You're welcome to come back in half a year." Zhang Yang cupped his hands toward the camera. This treasure friend really has a good attitude. Maybe playing chess has really tempered his character.

…

After the day's live broadcast ended, Zhang Yang was in no hurry to leave the live broadcast room.

Soon, a call came from the staff of "Huayu Gate".

"Director Zhang, let me report today's data to you first. You can see if there are any problems."

"Okay, you say."

"There is currently no S-level, one A-level, the account number is [Austria failed art student]; four B-level, the account number is [Who said there is no emperor in the human race] [Aluminum alloy doors and windows wholesale and retail]..."

Zhang Yang listened silently, with the notes Xiao Tang just sent him in hand.

The staff just said something and he would check it.

You can't go wrong with this kind of list, and what you give away is real money and silver profits.

"OK, that's all for now. Director Zhang, do you have any problems here?"

"Not yet." Zhang Yang put down his notebook with satisfaction.

"Then let's meet on time tomorrow?"

"Wait a minute." Zhang Yang called to the other side, "Help me ask your deputy director, it's not good if there is no S-class now. Can you let him find a reliable sitter, or go to the museum to borrow some inventory? Package a private collector?"

"Otherwise, everyone will be demotivated and think that Grade A is just fine."

Zhang Yang didn't want to use shilling to deceive people, now was the part of him "giving away money", but after an afternoon of appraisal, it was too difficult to find an S-level collector.

According to the previously formulated standards, the collection of an S-level collector must have at least ten items worth more than 100,000 yuan, and at the same time, one million-level item or a second-level cultural relic or above is required.

The key point is that the standard should not be lowered randomly, otherwise if the S level is everywhere, you may lose money.

However, there are always no experts in the collecting industry coming out to show off, and everyone will doubt the gold content of this event.

What Zhang Yang wants to do is to use a shill to stimulate everyone's competitive spirit, so that more and more treasure friends will participate in the activity.

"Wait a minute, our station director is right next to you, let me ask him."

The staff covered the phone receiver and disturbed Deputy Director Yang who was chatting with the female host not far away.

But he might not have gone at the right time. Deputy Director Yang had just divorced last month and abandoned his wife, who was a loser. Now he was talking to the female host.

I heard that Zhang Yang wanted to find a sitter. Under the curious gaze of the female host, Deputy Director Yang patted his chest and said, why should he look for a sitter? His own collection is of this level.

Don’t successful people have this strength?

"Director Zhang, our director Yang said that there is no need to find a shill, he will come in person. He himself is an expert in collecting."

"But our station director has a bad temper. You must be more careful when the time comes. There are some jokes that you would not like to play on him."

"Oh? Okay, okay, I will definitely pay attention."

"It's great that Deputy Director Yang can come." Zhang Yang said politely.

He really didn't expect this to happen again.

It seems that the person in charge of the TV station is also very entertaining and dares to show off his muscles by himself.

After discussing this matter, Zhang Yang's day's live broadcast task was finally completed.

He simply had a meal downstairs in the studio and then drove straight to Master Wang's residence.

There is another big event today - Wang Jianye came out.

On the 19th of the twelfth lunar month, ten days before the Chinese New Year, he ended his 251-day detention life and breathed the free air outside again.

During this period, Director Xiao Wang obviously thought about a lot of things in the detention center. After he came out, he neither returned to his residence nor to the museum, but went to Master Wang's house.

In the past, Wang Guosheng complained to Zhang Yang that his nephew rarely went to his house.

It seems that the experience of "being in jail" caused some changes in Wang Jianye's mentality.

This change is certainly a good thing for Zhang Yang, otherwise where would he get the chance to completely take over the banner of Hailin Museum?

"Master, Brother Jianye, Sister Mao." Zhang Yang greeted everyone in the room.

"Director Zhang is here!" Sister Mao, the nanny of Master Wang's family, lit up with joy when she saw Zhang Yang.

Although she had been politely rejected when introducing a blind date to Zhang Yang, she still admired Zhang Yang as always, but her words of "curator" inadvertently made the other two people present feel excited.

Wang Guosheng: Now everyone assumes that Zhang Yang is the curator. This is the human heart!

Wang Jianye: Sure enough, I am no longer needed.

"Come on, come on, the weather is so cold!"

"Then sit down quickly and I'll get you a cup of hot water."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself."

Zhang Yang wanted to have a private chat with Sister Mao, but he just pretended that he didn't see the expressions on Wang's uncle's and nephew's faces. Anyway, what was supposed to happen would come sooner or later, so let them adjust their emotions on their own.

"Okay, okay, Xiaomao, you don't have to worry about us. The hot water will pour by itself. You go and clean up the guest room first." Wang Guosheng said and dismissed the only outsider.

When Sister Mao entered the room, Master Wang waved to Zhang Yang and motioned for him to come and sit next to him.

Zhang Yang also sat on the sofa and found that the tablet on the coffee table was staying on the homepage of his Douyin account.

"Teacher, were you watching my live broadcast slices before?"

Wang Guosheng nodded, pointed at Wang Jianye and said, "Jianye has just come out and doesn't understand what happened during this time."

"The main reason for watching your live video is to briefly understand your abilities, but about the Hailin Museum, after thinking about it, you should tell him in person."

Can you understand my skills by watching some live slices?

Zhang Yangxin said, Master Wang, doesn’t he look down on himself?

All that can be posted on Douyin are funny clips of live treasure appraisals. The sensitive ones have all been removed from the shelves by mysterious forces.

Therefore, in Zhang Yang's view, the only thing that can truly demonstrate his ability is the expert certificate from the State Administration of Cultural Heritage.

When setting up a museum, you must rely on official documents, and nothing else will work.

Of course, if Zhang Yang was asked to introduce himself now, he would definitely not say that he often chatted and laughed with Chu Zhenming, the former director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, or sat and discussed with the deputy director of the Palace Museum. That would be a bit too pretentious.

Let’s briefly introduce what you have done.

"Actually, I made a small contribution."

"First of all, with the dividends from some live broadcasts, I have contacted many knowledgeable people and accepted many donations of cultural relics from all over the world, which can be regarded as a small expansion of the museum's collection of cultural relics."

"Then, I cooperated with the Yongxing Auction Company in Shenghai and held several folk treasure appraisal auctions. Now I have initially gained a reputation. I cleared out the old antiques in the inventory and made a little money. A year-end bonus of four months’ salary was given to museum employees.”

"In the end, I relied on my master's reputation to establish relationships with museums in Yangcheng and Yanjing. I have already cooperated with the Yangcheng Museum and held several exhibition loan activities, and I plan to hold one with the National Museum next year."

After Wang Jianye listened, he remained silent, but his expression did not deceive others. His mouth could not be closed at all.

Wow! You call this a small contribution?

Too Versailles?

Wang Jianye realized that his uncle and Zhang Yang were waiting for him to express his position. He nodded with complicated emotions: "Zhang Yang, you have done what I have always wanted to do but couldn't."

"When I was still in the detention center, my uncle told me that you were very suitable for managing a museum. I actually had some doubts at the time, but now after hearing this, I no longer have any worries."

"Master has given me the reward..." Zhang Yang looked at Wang Guosheng humbly.

In fact, such great results were possible thanks to Master Wang's efforts.

Maybe it was just the auction, all because of Zhang Yang's own strength and connections. The remaining two items, whether it was borrowing for exhibitions or collecting cultural relics, Wang Jianye would have been able to handle them.

As for whether he can do it well... there is a high probability that he won't be able to do it, because Wang Jianye's thinking was already distorted long before he entered.

Otherwise, we won’t get involved with some unclear people.

The three of them exchanged polite greetings and talked a lot of nonsense, but in fact their meanings were very obvious.

Zhang Yang is determined to win the shares of Hailin Museum and has all the money ready;

While Wang Guosheng praised Zhang Yang, he also wanted to relieve his nephew's psychological burden, telling him that he had only met one person like Zhang Yang in so many years;

Wang Jianye's idea was the simplest: since Zhang Yang is so suitable, let's go through the formalities as soon as possible.

Although he must be careful about his words and deeds during his probation period, there are no restrictions on transferring the museum's shares because it is not an economic crime.

Once he gets the money, he can plan his retirement life.

"I'm available at any time. The funds are ready." Zhang Yang responded to Wang Jianye's question, "Brother Jianye, if you are in a hurry, I will ask someone from the notary office to come to your door tomorrow. We will pay the money and sign the contract directly in the conference room."

"Why don't we stay here? It's more convenient." Wang Jianye said.

The implication was obvious that he did not want to return to the Hailin Museum.

Zhang Yang thought about it, that place was Wang Jianye's sad place, and it was normal for the other party to have resistance in his heart.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

Zhang Yang took out his mobile phone very readily.

After hearing that Wang Jianye was going to be released from prison today, he had already asked Librarian He to make an appointment with the notary office in advance.

Now it is just a matter of changing the location of the notarization.

"Wait, I have another question." Wang Guosheng interrupted Zhang Yang's movements, "Zhang Yang, can we sign a supplementary agreement?"

"Huh? Master, tell me."

"I just made an agreement that before I die, you cannot sell the shares sold to you by Jianye to any third party or institution..."

"Uncle, you are still so healthy, don't think about this kind of problem."

Wang Jianye had always had a gloomy expression, but after hearing Wang Guosheng's words, his mood fluctuated greatly.

His hands couldn't help but make wild gestures in the air, as if speaking sign language.

But it’s actually excitement.

"You don't need to comfort me, I'm already half dead." Wang Guosheng waved his hand with a wry smile and looked at Zhang Yang with bright eyes, "Zhang Yang, what do you think?"

"I have no problem." Zhang Yang nodded without thinking.

To be honest, Zhang Yang was actually happy when he heard Wang Guosheng's words.

He didn't have much of a friendship with Wang Jianye, but he was Wang Guosheng's direct disciple, and he really received a lot of support from him.

Many big shots in the industry also gave him preferential treatment because of his status as a disciple of the Wang family.

Of course Zhang Yang can win the respect of people in the industry just by relying on his own abilities, but in the cultural and museum circles that focus on "inheritance", that situation is probably a matter of time.

At this time, Wang Guosheng can make such a request, and Zhang Yang can just meet it. It is definitely a win-win situation.

"That's good." Master Wang nodded with satisfaction, "I won't let you suffer. After my death, the remaining 45% of the shares in Hailin Museum in my hand will be transferred to you."

"Forgive me for keeping 10% out of selfishness. If my son and the others encounter any difficulties, I can sell the shares again..."

"Master, don't say that." Zhang Yang interrupted Wang Guosheng's words sternly, and continued the conversation as if he was trying to force him into the palace.

"The shares are only legal ownership. As long as I am still in the museum, everyone's dividends will not be less."

"Master, you and your brother have worked hard to build the museum. Now I am borrowing the hen to lay the eggs. There is no way I will forget my roots."

"Okay, okay, I believe you." Wang Guosheng nodded in response.

He glanced at Zhang Yang with some emotion, then at Wang Jianye, wanting to sigh, but in the end he made no sound.

"Uncle, I'm sorry..." Wang Jianye said softly.

Wang Guosheng's nose felt sore after hearing this, and he quickly changed the subject and interrupted him, shouting into the back room: "Xiao Mao, where is the hot water you poured for Zhang Yang?"

Sister Mao in the room frowned when she heard this. She thought to herself that Master Wang is old and confused. The hot water is on the table. Can't he just pour it himself?