Return to 2001 to pursue dreams

Gao Hongda was too lazy to continue listening to his nonsense. He played with the keys in his hand and said, "Don't say it's useless! When are you going to check my money?"

Secretary Bai also became excited, nodded and replied: "You can do it now, you will never think of that place!"

I really never expected it! The place where Li Jianzhong's father hid the treasure was actually in a courtyard near the front door, not far from Gao Hongda's yard.

Secretary Bai pushed open the door of a wing, moved the coffee table in the middle, and uncovered the carpet on the floor. An inconspicuous trap door appeared. He pushed it gently with his foot, and the floor slid to the other side, and a downward Stairs appeared in front of me, and there was a basement below.

Touching the switch on the wall to turn on the lights in the basement, Gao Hongda was shocked by the scale of the basement. The area was almost the same as the buildings on the ground, and the depth reached five or six meters. It was hard to imagine how the construction was done in the first place, so quietly. After digging out the soil, we need to provide support underneath, and then pour concrete slab walls.

Going down to the bottom of the basement, Gao Hongda and the others stood in a long tomb-like corridor. At the end of the corridor was a large iron door. It was not an ordinary iron door. This was a door similar to a bank vault. Just looking at this door could tell Imagine how valuable the things in this basement are.

This is a security door from many years ago, and it still seems to be a high-end product.

Secretary Bai entered the password on the iron plate on an electronic button on the door, took the key from Gao Hongda's hand, inserted it into the keyhole and twisted it several times before stopping. Then he grabbed the steering wheel-like disk in the middle of the door and turned it. After a few turns and a sharp pull, the door was opened. The door was at least half a meter thick, and even a rocket launcher probably couldn't penetrate it.

The two fumbled to find the switch in the basement. The moment they turned on the lights, they were both shocked by the scene inside: the basement was at least three hundred square meters, with dozens of wooden shelves neatly placed, and none of the shelves was empty. There are either calligraphy and paintings on it or various ornaments, some of which are metal and some of porcelain. You can tell at a glance that it has a sense of age. You can even see bronzes inside. This thing is a first-class cultural relic and is prohibited from going abroad. The things here are incomparable to ordinary museums. After all, Old Man Li scoured the entire city for this. Things that originally belonged to others suddenly became the private assets of the Li family.

There are dozens of tables, chairs, and benches placed even if there are no shelves. The materials are either Hainan huanghuali or small-leaf rosewood. They also have a sense of age and are in perfect condition. A large bed made of carved small-leaf red sandalwood is similar to the one used by the emperor to sleep in the Forbidden City.

Gao Hongda was attracted by the things inside and opened a calligraphy and painting page. Good guy, there were even pictures of Tang Yin's ladies.

Without paying any attention, Secretary Bai secretly retreated to the door, then jumped out suddenly and closed the door with a bang.

Gao Hongda was trapped inside.

This basement is sealed, and the oxygen inside is limited. People will suffocate to death in a short time. This is what Secretary Bai had in mind. As long as Gao Hongda dies, no one will know the secrets here, and he will become the owner of these antiques. New owners.

Gao Hongda looked at his watch calmly and muttered: It's time to test your eighth-degree black belt!

A few minutes later, the door was opened again from the outside. Secretary Bai was now fat and swollen, with silver-rimmed glasses hanging sideways on his face. He was weakly leaning against the wall, wiping his nosebleed.

He Shengnan stood outside the door angrily, holding half a brick in his hand. It seemed that he was very cruel, and the brick was broken.