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Another big masterpiece of Liu Qingshan was the purchase of Renoir's "The Ball at the Moulin Rouge", which was also sold at a price of 500 million US dollars.

In terms of purchasing oil paintings, Liu Qingshan spent more than [-] million US dollars.

Although he still had a few favorites, but because the price he gave was too low, none of them were sold in the end.

It's not that the bankers in the island country didn't think about putting these paintings on the auction again.

But they can figure it out with their buttocks. Those art dealers in Europe and the United States have long sharpened their knives, and they must be more ruthless than Liu Qingshan.

In fact, the price Liu Qingshan bought at the current stage can only be said to be not inflated, and basically reflects the true value of these paintings.

Of course, Liu Qingshan didn't buy oil paintings for his collection. Just like Van Gogh's "Starry Sky" back then, he planned to exchange them privately with foreign art museums.

At the end of the day, less than 5000 million of the 5000 million US dollars prepared was spent just now, which is barely a pass.

It's not that Liu Qingshan is reluctant to throw money away, it's mainly because the works that the banks sell to him are all third-rate paintings of impressionism or abstraction, with no room for appreciation.

Even if you put it on for 100 years, not only will it not appreciate in value, but it may also depreciate.

These things are easy to fool the nouveau riche, but they are not easy to deal with Liu Qingshan.

After booking with several banks, these antiques and works of art will be directly escorted to the airport in a cash transport truck tomorrow, and Liu Qingshan will take people back to the hotel.

After this day, I was really tired. I was about to have a meal and go to bed quickly. Unexpectedly, the manager at the front desk of the hotel greeted me at the door early: "Mr. Liu, there is a visitor."

Liu Qingshan was also exhausted, so he asked who it was, if it was someone who had nothing to do with it, he might as well just disappear, he really didn't want to cause trouble.

"The man said that he recommended antique porcelain to you." The manager quickly explained to Liu Qingshan.

Thinking of the Yuan blue and white plate that was picked up two days ago, Liu Qingshan suddenly lifted his spirits:

"Okay, where is the person, I'll go and have a look!"

Anyway, they were all in the hotel, Liu Qingshan asked others to go to eat first, and he only brought Master Lu and Wu Tong there.

When I came to a reception room of the hotel, I saw a man in his thirties sitting on the sofa, wearing a crumpled suit and looking a little embarrassed.

Seeing the manager leading Liu Qingshan and the others in, the man stood up abruptly. Seeing that, he was only about 1.6 meters tall.

He bowed very respectfully: "Is it Mr. Liu, sorry to bother you."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand, and then turned his attention to the big cardboard box on the table.

The man was also very sensible, and quickly opened the cardboard box, and then brought out a big blue and white jar.

This kind of demeanor surprised Liu Qingshan and Uncle Lu: Are you not afraid of bumping into each other?

"This is a big blue and white jar handed down by my ancestors. I heard it is very precious. I have encountered some financial difficulties recently, so I can only sell it. I am really ashamed of my ancestors."

The man was muttering, Liu Qingshan sounded a little familiar with these rhetoric, basically they all followed the same pattern.

As the man said, he put his hand into the mouth of the jar and took out things from the inside. They were all sponges and the like. It seemed that they had taken some protection.

"This jar looks like a stealthy light."

Uncle Lu glanced at it, muttered, and then walked forward, preparing for a closer inspection.

The so-called light stealing refers to the dazzling reflection on the surface of new porcelain in the industry, which is basically a fake thing at first glance, but just to be on the safe side, Uncle Lu decided to take a closer look.

But Liu Qingshan suddenly had a warning sign in his heart, when that person took something out of the jar, he always had a dangerous sense of restlessness.

This is a special sense formed by long-term martial arts, Liu Qingshan himself can't explain it, but he really feels that some kind of danger is approaching.

"Mister, let me identify yours first..." Liu Qingshan said, but his figure quickly approached that person.

Obviously, the danger cannot come from Wu Tong and Uncle Lu, these two are his most trusted people.

Then it can only be this stranger in front of him!

Before Liu Qingshan finished speaking, he suddenly felt the hairs on his body stand on end. He immediately shrank down, rolled forward, and continued to approach the opponent.

At the same time, the man pulled out his hand from the big jar, held a pistol impressively, and shot at Liu Qingshan with a black muzzle.

A loud and dull gunshot echoed in the reception room, accompanied by a man's scream. It was obvious that someone had been shot.

Liu Qingshan felt that the bullet was hitting his scalp. If this moment was shot as bullet time, it would be very exciting.

Thanks to Liu Qingshan's warrior instinct, he was saved.

As for the front desk manager behind him, he was unlucky and had fallen into a pool of blood.

In the blink of an eye, Liu Qingshan had already rolled in front of that person, across the table, he couldn't attack him, so he could only push his body forward.

The solid wooden table jerked and hit the man's abdomen.

The man suffered from pain, and subconsciously bowed forward, his upper body lying on the table.

Immediately there was a scream from his mouth, Liu Qingshan slammed his palm on the opponent's wrist, accompanied by a crackling sound, the wrist bone of that person was shattered, and the pistol also fell on the table.

A figure flashed past, it was Wu Tong rushing over, holding the gun with one hand, but the weight of the pistol was relatively heavy, Wu Tong couldn't hold it with one hand, so he quickly put the other hand on it, and then snatched the pistol away .

This girl was far braver than she appeared on the surface. She didn't hold her head and scream, but bravely rushed forward and fought side by side with her sweetheart.

8Chapter 16 You do the first day of junior high school, and I do the fifteenth day

Liu Qingshan shot mercilessly, grabbed the other arm of the man, twisted it, the joint dislocated, and the man was no longer able to fight.

"You little devil, dare to play dirty!"

Uncle Lu finally realized it. After rushing up, he happened to see the big jar on the table. He picked it upside down, with the mouth of the jar facing down, and slammed it on the man's head.

The man's brain is relatively small, and the mouth of the can is indeed a bit big, so he just put it in it.

This time, Uncle Lu was very excited, he beat the man limply on the ground with fists and feet.

Liu Qingshan didn't do anything again, but pulled Wu Tong and led her into the inner room of the reception room.

There was an injured manager outside, and the scene was bloody. Although Wu Tong was brave, he was a girl after all, so it was better not to see such a scene.

Liu Qingshan turned around and came out again, grabbed the berserk Uncle Lu, and then went to check on the unlucky front desk manager who was shot at the door.

The man was shot twice, but luckily it wasn't fatal, the bullets all hit his shoulder.

"Hold on, I'll call someone to take you to the hospital right away!"

Liu Qingshan comforted the manager, but the other party couldn't understand and kept screaming.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while, and cut him on the neck. In this case, it might be the best choice to put him in a coma.

Before Liu Qingshan called for someone, several people were attracted by the gunshots, and then yelled to make a phone call.

Both the ambulance and the police car arrived very quickly, and the police arrived as soon as the department manager was put on the stretcher.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, the matter was finally investigated, and the police broke out in a cold sweat: If Liu Qingshan really had an accident, the impact would be too bad.

As for what the assassin's intentions are, Liu Qingshan has no interest, and he has no interest in coming to this country in the future.

Because of this big case, Liu Qingshan's return date was three days late, and even the embassy was alarmed.

The island country is also unwilling to publicize its family ugliness, so this matter has not been reported in the newspapers.

All parties also expressed condolences to Liu Qingshan, these are just floating clouds in Liu Qingshan's eyes, and he doesn't care at all.

If you really want to express your apologies, can you sell me some of the national treasures in the museum?

Leaving the team of Twelve Band here, Liu Qingshan and his party boarded the plane and finally landed safely at the Capital Airport, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's still in our own country, so I feel at ease!" the old hat master yelled.

Even Li Tieniu nodded in agreement.

Just as they were talking, a few people came towards them, the leader showed their credentials, and then asked to go with them to cooperate with the investigation.

Seeing the name on the certificate, the old hat didn't dare to pierce it, and obediently followed, muttering in his heart: It's not safe to come back this time.

In fact, it was nothing serious, just a routine inquiry, because the embassy had sent back the news, so the relevant departments asked Liu Qingshan and the others to verify.

After asking the reason of the matter, he politely took Liu Qingshan and the others home by car, so as not to have to take a taxi by himself.

As for the antiques brought back, Liu Qingshan had already called and asked the motorcade from the film and television city to pick up the goods.

Liu Qingshan also had to be careful with the antiques and works of art worth more than [-] million. He directly entrusted his relationship and sent them to an insured place for temporary storage.

The place must be safe, it is the garrison of the troops guarding Kyoto, and it is the relationship between Tuo Xiaowu's grandfather and Mr. Wu.

After finishing their work, Liu Qingshan and the others just returned home, and it happened that the fourth and fifth child had finished school at night, so the two girls surrounded Liu Qingshan, each holding an arm.

Little Lao Si shook his head and asked, "Brother, did you buy us a present?"

This Liu Qingshan really didn't exist, firstly, he was extremely busy every day, secondly, he wanted to buy gifts for them before he came back, but when he was stabbed again, he was so busy that he forgot.

It was Wu Tong who came up to make a rescue, and touched the heads of the two girls with a smile: "Of course I bought it for you, even Maverick's."

The gift was bought by Wu Tong, it seems that women are more careful.

Looking at the fat blue puppet with a big grin and a silly smile, the two little girls were also very happy.

While hugging the doraemon, the fourth child was muttering: "Brother, our gourd doll, the black cat sheriff, and the Tongyi little sister, if only they could all be made into puppets! "

This little girl's proposal is not bad, but it is a way to make money, and she is quite economical.

However, the current counterfeit capabilities in China have already emerged, and even if they set up a toy factory, it is estimated that there will not be much profit.

After dinner, when the sky was dark, two more strangers came to the door. They only said that they were ordered to deliver things, left a cardboard box and left.

Liu Qingshan was very solemn, because he roughly guessed what was in the box.

Going directly to the treasure room of the main room, Lu Fang and Lu Liang opened the box, and then carefully took out two picture frames from inside. Inside were two pictures of hibiscus, one red and one white.

Uncle Lu went up to check it out, then nodded with great satisfaction: "I'm finally home!"

Uncle Mao'er was a little confused: "Xiao Shanzi, how did you get this thing back?"

"Of course with the help of the most powerful force." Liu Qingshan also had a happy smile on his face. Only the power of the country is the most powerful.

Before he left, someone called him and told Liu Qingshan an address in Tokyo.

It happened to be not far from Gu Cun's house, so Liu Qingshan asked Lu Fang to send the things there, and then this national treasure was returned to Liu Qingshan's hands.

As for how to deal with it in the future, there are many methods. The easiest way is to send it to some unknown small auction houses in Europe and the United States. At most, it will cost a little handling fee, and the painting will be whitewashed.

Whether or not the people from the island country will come to your door is irrelevant. There are millions of Chinese cultural relics left overseas. Shouldn’t they be auctioned off?

Just like the animal heads in the Old Summer Palace, if you protest, people will still take pictures, and the protest is invalid.

There are also ancient Egyptian cultural relics, etc. There are many examples in this regard.

Many museums in Europe and the United States have such a statement: artworks belong to the whole world. When the country where the artwork is produced is unable to protect it, we can help you protect it.

That's right, it's this naked gangster logic.

You are in the first day of junior high school, and I am in the fifteenth year of junior high school. Liu Qingshan doesn't mind being a robber once.

However, this picture of red and white hibiscus is still hidden for the time being, and the information is kept strictly confidential.

Otherwise, the threshold of Liu Qingshan's family would have to be broken through. Who wouldn't want to witness such a national treasure painting?

After sleeping, Liu Qingshan recovered from the tension and exhaustion. He got up early, yelled, and led the whole family to the park for morning exercises.

Apart from Li Tieniu and Lao Maoer's uncle, like Wu Tong and the fourth and fifth children, they also insisted on morning exercises and stood up together, which was very beneficial.

In the park in early summer, there are a lot of people who come out for morning exercises, especially those who are elderly.

According to personal hobbies, some do Tai Chi, and some do radio gymnastics.

When turning around a forest, Liu Qingshan heard a burst of familiar music:

"The boundless sky is your love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills..."

It was the crisp singing of the little stool, and Liu Qingshan couldn't help but smile: It seems that the army of square dancers will soon dominate the world.

After breakfast, Liu Qingshan drove to Beijing University.

As soon as he came back, there was good news: Jade Bird's palm mobile phone has been officially put into production, and the first batch of offline mobile phones have been shipped back to the headquarters.

Sending Wu Tong to the downstairs of the company under the big tree, Liu Qingshan didn't go up, and hurried into the Peking University campus.

It is the end of May now, and the campus is full of vigor and vitality, as well as the bright smiling faces of young students.

Liu Qingshan also walked briskly, running all the way to the front of the old chemical building.

He Wanqing was already waiting for him at the door, seeing Liu Qingshan, a smile appeared on He Wanqing's face.

She is a member of Jade Bird, and her heart is also full of pride and pride.

"Sister." Liu Qingshan greeted, and then the two entered the building together.