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Fifty-six inappropriate taking advantage of [continue]

To save the two companies, you must make a big investment. The comprehensive upgrade of products and production lines is not possible without hundreds of millions. Now both of them are hesitating about how to deal with these two companies.

Today is a day off. Guo Xiaotian was eating fruits next to the swimming pool at home, basking in the sun, and was very relaxed. After life began to be regular in the past month, the hidden injuries in his body have begun to slowly recover. It can be basically recovered if he can take about three months.

These secret injuries were left behind when fighting against Chu Zhen. The five times of being beaten by Chu Zhen left a deep impression on Guo Xiaotian. The reason why Guo Xiaotian survived was because Chu Zhen was preaching, not killing him. Otherwise, Guo Xiaotian would not be able to pass Chu Zhen's level.

During this period, Guo Xiaotian kept recalling the three swords that Chu Zhen finally made, the action, the angle of the sword, and the artistic conception that each sword represented were deeply imprinted in Guo Xiaotian's mind, working towards the peak of the three swords.

"Young Master, a man named Arthur called and said he had something urgent to look for the young master." Uncle He came over with the phone, and Guo Xiaotian took the call.

"Arthur, what's the matter?" Guo Xiaotian asked. Arthur was the manager of Sotheby's Auction House in Europe. He called Guo Xiaotian himself and must have encountered something good.

"Guo, come to London on the 10th next month, and there are items you are interested in," Arthur said directly.

Arthur held a list of a group of global rich people. These people are big customers, and they are definitely not short of money. They have excellent products. They all have their own preferences. Guo Xiaotian likes the East or the West document manuscripts about legends.

"Arthur, you know my preferences. I am not interested in ordinary people. What I need is fine products." Guo Xiaotian said slowly, not in a hurry at all.

"Of course, I will definitely not call you in general. A batch of documents from Dunhuang, China more than a hundred years ago. The monks from Dunhuang back then collected a lot of documents about Taoism."

"It's a pity that it was finally sold. Now, there are a batch of Taoist documents from that period for sale. There are a lot of them, about one hundred books, and more than thirty volumes of bamboo slips, all of which are packaged for sale."

"You can come here in advance. Maybe there will be something you are interested in. You must not lose the opportunity and never come again. This batch of items is private. The other party is in big trouble in business now and has to sell this batch of antiques."

"We have made time identification of bamboo slips. It belongs to the period before the Qin Dynasty of Eastern civilization. It is very rare. The preserved quality is very intact and guaranteed to be the authentic one." Arthur knew Guo Xiaotian's preferences and spoke Chinese, because Arthur spent five years in the Hong Kong branch.

"Arthur, have you notified the government-level museum?" Guo Xiaotian asked directly, not polite at all.

Once Arthur notifies him, it will definitely be a cruel battle by that time. Guo Xiaotian will definitely not be willing to be a sucker, and he cannot spend money indiscriminately.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while,

"Guo, our auction house must maximize its interests. I think you understand." Although Arthur did not say it explicitly, he indirectly admitted it.

"I need to take a look in advance," Guo Xiaotian said with a calm expression.

The phone was silent again,

Arthur on the other end of the phone rubbed his head. These customers are really fucking bastards. Is money meaningful to you? Why are you so stingy?

"Only look at the directory," Arthur said, this is his greatest authority.

"NO, I need to read it. You know my habits. You can ask for instructions. I'm waiting for your phone number. There is no appropriate content. I won't participate in this auction. I have collected a lot of them. I can't collect them repeatedly." Guo Xiaotian said bluntly.

"Okay, wait for my phone call. I'll arrange someone to send this album to you. Please take it carefully." Arthur said helplessly. Without these big customers, it would be difficult to get the price.

"Arthur, don't worry, as long as I like it, you will be sold at a suitable price." Guo Xiaotian said with a smile. After dealing with Arthur for several years, he knew very well what Arthur's nature was.

After chatting for a few words, the phone hung up. Guo Xiaotian didn't care much. Even if it was produced by Dunhuang, he didn't take it seriously. The books written by Yiwuzi and Wuzi had no idea and had no effect on him.

The library in the manor has a large collection of books, including from all dynasties, and basically all books of unofficial history. History is inferred by literature, and it is difficult to distinguish whether it is true or false.

At least the history after the Ming Dynasty was very rich. The people who compiled historical books no longer had the so-called character. They were all instructed to write history by those in power, but were not as reliable as unofficial history.

Especially in the Qing Dynasty, history was tampered with even more powerfully. In order to beautify its own rule, history was greatly modified. If you want to know the real history, you must find previous documents.

In Hong Kong, Dai Mingze, cleaned up his home. Dai Mingze had a whole building to collect rent. The building was located in a good location and offered preferential conditions. He paid the rent for one year at a time and gave it to two months.

In less than a month, the old households basically paid a year's rent. After completing these, they called their customers directly. When they were to test their words and ask for divination for the last time, they would have to travel far and not come back within a year. If they were to come, they would missed it. At least they would have to wait until one year later.

After the notification was completed, in just half a month, there were endless people coming every day. Dai Mingze sold all the magic weapons he made in his early years, and sold all the talismans he had accumulated, and concentrated some of his money. Then he took a bag and left Hong Kong directly by plane.

I flew directly to New Zealand and I had a fancy to an island online, which belongs to New Zealand. This time I went there for a field trip. Once it was suitable, Dai Mingze would buy it directly as a place for his retreat.

In the northeast, Lei Hu arranged the store, promoted a little girl to the store manager, raised her salary, and then gave her commission, and handed over the store to the girl to manage, cleaned up her own, headed straight to Xiangyang Village, and began to go to seclusion and practice.

Guo Xiaotian has sent his experience in practicing, and at the same time he also brought two medicinal foods to the second and third stages of practice. Lei Hu has just begun the second stage of practice. He takes medicinal food every seven days until his body feels weak and can only become once every three days. Otherwise, the medicinal effect will not be digested.
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