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When Leader Geng listened to it, he felt feverish on his face, and he secretly complained to Writer Lu: family ugliness should not be publicized, how can you say such a thing in front of foreign reporters?

Writer Lu didn't care, his eyes flashed with firm belief:

"Poverty is also a kind of wealth. It can inspire your yearning for a better life and promote the progress of human society. Therefore, poverty is not a shame, but a driving force."

The foreigners around were all taken aback, and then applauded from the bottom of their hearts. Writer Lu's words won their respect.

Liu Qingshan also added beside him: "Poverty is not terrible, what is terrible is that you are so poor that you have lost your ideals and beliefs."

Speaking of excitement, Liu Qingshan also waved his arms vigorously:

"Our country is currently undergoing transformation, and in the near future, the whole world will feel the power of China!"

Yes, Huaxia Power!

The Chinese present were all encouraged and shouted together. Although there were not many people, they were very imposing.

Mr. Ambassador also applauded vigorously. He suddenly felt that this young man named Liu Qingshan was more suitable to be a diplomat.

Those foreigners also applauded one after another. People with ideals and beliefs are worthy of respect.

The reporters in the Lu writer team pressed the shutter of the camera and faithfully recorded all this.

Huaxia power, if this word is published in the newspaper, it will definitely have an inspiring effect.

The interview with Writer Lu is over soon. In the past few days, every winner is the focus of people's attention.

However, the reporters didn't leave. Instead, they huffed and surrounded Liu Qingshan, preparing to continue the interview.

Of course Liu Qingshan would not overwhelm the guest, he smiled and dealt with it, and then left the airport by car with the team.

The group stayed at the Stockholm Grand Hotel, where the winners lived.

At the gate of the hotel, Liu Qingshan looked around. There was a river not far in front, and the palace should be on the opposite side. In the past few days, the activities of the winners were all around here.

Of course, Writer Lu and his team received the highest standard of reception, which is the honor of the winners.

The lobby of the hotel is full of people, mostly journalists, and some citizens come here to get close to the winners. In this regard, the committee does not impose restrictions.

Liu Qingshan saw a lady leading two children, one big and one small, taking a picture with an old man, it seems that that one should also be the winner.

The old man seemed to be nearly seventy years old, with a kind smile on his face, holding a child in each hand.

That scene was like a grandfather leading his grandson and granddaughter.

"Thank you, Mr. Joseph."

The child's mother bowed to express her gratitude. This is a competent mother, and she probably hopes to encourage her two children in this way.

"Aren't they cute?" The old man smiled kindly.

Liu Qingshan had a roster in his hand, and then he remembered that this old man was Mr. Joseph Murray, the winner of this year's Physiology or Medicine Award.

This is the world's first expert to complete kidney transplantation, and thus won the award.

The old man has a famous saying: I only live in the hope that more people can live.

This feeling is still very admirable.

At this time, the mother saw another person approaching surrounded by officials, she quickly looked at the list in her hand, her face was happy, she lowered her head and said to the little boy:

"Brolin, don't you like to read novels? The literature prize winner is here."

The little boy was about eleven or twelve years old. His eyes lit up and he immediately greeted him. He had just seen the large photos and profiles of the winners, and he had a little impression.

It's just that in the eyes of Westerners, Easterners look similar, which is probably the same reason as we look at foreigners.

So the little guy looked at the few Orientals in front of him, and then came to Liu Qingshan:

"Sir, can I take a picture with you?"

Liu Qingshan shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "Of course I am very happy, but little guy, do you really want to take a photo with a stranger who is not an award winner?"

The people around also showed good-natured smiles, and the little boy seemed to understand, he blinked:

"But sir, I really seem to have seen your face somewhere?"

At this time, the old man who just took a photo came over: "Brolin, you can take a photo with Mr. Mountain first, maybe when you grow up, Mr. Mountain will also be an award winner."

"Mountain? Oh, I remember, I read your Shepherd Boy's Fantastic Journey, it's a great book!"

The little boy suddenly looked excited, and the few freckles on his little nose were glowing with excitement.

Relatively speaking, the Shepherd Boy is more popular with children.

So Liu Qingshan introduced Writer Lu to the little guy, and then the two adults, each leading a child, took a group photo together.

After taking the photo, Liu Qingshan walked towards the old man just now: "You are Mr. Morrie, it's an honor to meet you."

They praised him just now, of course Liu Qingshan wanted to show his respect to the old man.

Mori is from the United States, so he knows Liu Qingshan's situation quite well, and this is a very hearty little old man, he laughed twice:

"Mr. Mountain, your master is the old gentleman who has made outstanding achievements in the treatment of AIDS. He deserves this award more than me."

Liu Qingshan hastily expressed his gratitude on behalf of Master: "You are too modest."

But his heart was also moved: maybe the dumb grandpa will really have the opportunity to win this laurel crown in the future.

Father Joseph waved his hand: "Mountain, you are too modest. In fact, what I said just now is not wrong. You are excellent in literature and economics. As long as you persevere, you will definitely surpass me."

Regardless of whether it is out of politeness or encouragement to younger generations, this evaluation is very high.

Liu Qingshan really never had such an idea, the Nobel Prize or something is not the goal of his efforts.

But sometimes it is like this, unintentionally inserting willows and willows into shades, unconsciously, Liu Qingshan has made great achievements, and also has the qualifications to win the laurels.

The only thing restricting him now is age, Liu Qingshan is still too young.

Many winners are in their 70s or even 80s.

Afterwards, Liu Qingshan introduced Writer Lu to Joseph, both of whom were awardees, so of course they had to have a friendly exchange.

Just when everyone was chatting happily, suddenly there was a very abrupt voice:

"Famous teachers make great apprentices. Mr. Mountain is Professor Peter's favorite student. Of course he is eligible for the award, but the premise is that your teacher can win the award, hahaha."

The laughter was a bit harsh, obviously with a bit of sarcasm, Liu Qingshan turned his head and looked, it was a foreigner in his 60s, staring sharply at Liu Qingshan.

He provocatively said to Liu Qingshan: "Let me introduce myself, I am Merton, the winner of this year's economics prize, and I am an old friend of your teacher, Professor Peter."

The phrase "old friend" is accentuated. It is obviously not the kind of very good friend, but may be the opposite.

Chapter 913 Did you go to the wrong room?

Liu Qingshan remembered that his supervisor, Professor Peter, once said that Professor Merton of Stanford University had a heated debate because of disagreement in their ideas, and they broke up on bad terms.

The main reason is that Professor Merton has his own unique insights on stock and securities investment, calling on the public to invest in the capital market.

Professor Peter believes that ordinary people do not understand investment, and it is best to enter the market cautiously.

Unexpectedly, this Professor Merton won the Economics Prize this year, and he felt that he was ahead of Professor Peter.

But as a senior, it's too disrespectful for you to show off to a junior and belittle his mentor.

Liu Qingshan was also a little angry: his mentor could not tolerate being humiliated by others.

So he said cheerfully: "It turns out to be Professor Merton. Congratulations. Congratulations. Congratulations to you and the other two professors for winning the Economics Prize together."

This year's Economics Prize was awarded to three people, and Merton is just one of them.

Liu Qingshan also had something to say, mocking that Professor Merton was still not capable enough to support the Economics Prize alone.

Merton couldn't help getting angry: "It's better than the fox who couldn't eat the grapes in the fable."

Having lived for a long time and still being so petty, Liu Qingshan finally understood: these winners are of all kinds, and not all of them are of good character.

Immediately Liu Qingshan was no longer polite: "I sincerely congratulate the professor for receiving a huge bonus."

"Let me do the math for you. This year's bonus is 70 U.S. dollars. Divide 70 U.S. dollars by three. Professor, you can get 23 U.S. dollars."

"No, there is one dollar left. I guess the other two professors are more modest, so the extra one dollar will be for you."

There was a burst of tittering around, this is not a reckoning, it clearly seems to be embarrassing for Professor Merton.

The dignified winners, no one came for the prize money.

"Do you think I care about this bonus?" Professor Merton snorted coldly.

Liu Qingshan said twice: "You are an expert in stock and securities investment. If you are short of money, the stock market is your cash machine. Of course you don't care."

Merton said proudly: "That's natural, but some winners from underdeveloped countries feel like a treasure for this bonus."

Liu Qingshan began to set a trap for the other party: "Professor, you are really wrong. This is Brother Wang, the winner of the Literature Award, and he alone enjoys 70 US dollars."

"However, Brother Wang has already issued a statement that all the prize money will be donated. Professor Merton, you treat money like dirt, so you must plan to donate this prize money, right?"

Liu Qingshan waved his small knife, ready to cut the opponent's flesh.

He smiled at the reporters around him: "I think friends from the media are very interested in this kind of charity. You might as well interview Professor Merton."

The media never thought it was a big deal, and they immediately swarmed up, surrounded Professor Merton, and started asking questions.

Liu Qingshan spread his hands like nothing happened: "Let's go, we can go back to the room to rest."

Leader Geng blinked his eyes twice: Is it really okay for you to deceive people like this, but it seems to be quite enjoyable, hahaha...

Everyone washed up in their respective rooms, and after the excitement passed, they felt a little tired, and most of them took a nap.

Liu Qingshan and Boban share a room, both of them are very energetic, sitting on the sofa, roasting the fireplace, drinking coffee, and chatting casually, which is quite pleasant.

"Boss, I got news about two more beast heads, which were collected by the Musée d'Orsay in France. It's a public museum, so I'm afraid it won't be easy to deal with."

Boban's name for Liu Qingshan has also changed now, it seems that he is completely planning to mix with Liu Qingshan.

Liu Qingshan tapped the armrest of the sofa lightly with his fingers: "There is a high probability that the acquisition will not work, ask them if they will change it?"

Boban's eyes lit up: "Okay, boss, I see that there is an oil painting in the Qingshan Museum, which is Vincent's portrait of Dr. Gachet."

"At that time, Van Gogh painted two similar portraits, but the details were slightly different. The Orsay Museum happened to hide the other one."

So, they probably want to reunite these two paintings, right?

Liu Qingshan felt that there was something for him, so he asked, "What is the scale of the Musée d'Orsay?"

For these museums in Europa, Liu Qingshan also knows the Louvre and the British Museum, but he really doesn't know much about the others.

Boban began to introduce to the boss that the Musée d'Orsay is not an unknown person, and it is also known as the three major museums in Paris together with the Louvre and the Pompidou National Art Center.

"How many cultural relics of our China are there?"

Liu Qingshan felt that a painting by Van Gogh should be able to exchange for a batch of Chinese cultural relics. After all, in this period, the valuation of Chinese cultural relics is relatively low.

Liu Qingshan felt that it would be a bit of a loss if he just exchanged two animal heads. After all, he also paid a lot of money for the portrait of Dr. Gachet.

Boban shook his head: "The Musée d'Orsay mainly exhibits works of Western art, mostly sculptures and paintings, among which oil paintings are the most famous."

"So those two animal heads were not exhibited, but kept in the warehouse. If I didn't happen to know a manager, I wouldn't have been able to find out the news."

Liu Qingshan also understood: It seems that people didn't take the animal heads as good things, and basically piled them up in the warehouse to collect dust.

In this way, it might be possible to get the animal head back at the smallest cost.

After thinking about it for a while, Liu Qingshan came up with an idea: "Boban, since the other party doesn't pay much attention to it, see if you can buy it with money."

"Then you can let the wind out and contact the Louvre to see if we can exchange cultural relics, in the name of Qingshan Museum."

To say that the museum with a large collection of Chinese cultural relics is of course the Louvre.

In fact, not only Chinese cultural relics, the Louvre can be said to have gathered the most famous works of art in the world, and it has been drawn since Napoleon's time.

Things like "Mona Lisa", Venus with Broken Arms, the statue of the Goddess of Victory, the Code of Hammurabi, etc., are all the top works of art in the world.

There are more than 3 pieces of Chinese cultural relics in the museum, most of which were obtained from the looting of the Old Summer Palace by the British and French allied forces.

After thinking about it, Liu Qingshan added: "By the way, there is also the British Museum, both sides are connected."

Boban's family has a long history, and he immediately understood Liu Qingshan's intentions, so he nodded with a smirk:

"Boss, don't worry, I will definitely call the Louvre and the British Museum to compete for chips that satisfy you."

It's really hard for Liu Qingshan to take the lead in this kind of matter. It's much more convenient to have Boban as an agent.

The two of them were discussing when the phone in the room rang. Liu Qingshan answered the phone and said hello in English.

Immediately, a female voice came from the opposite side: "Boss, come down for dinner."