Chapter 85 [The Treasure Buried in the Ground! 】

Just as it was about to rest at noon, Li Qing called Dong Xuebin to the cafeteria together, "Xuebin, have you talked to someone?"

Khan, is this the question again? Dong Xuebin feels that since he entered the agency, at least four people have asked the same thing. He really doesn't want to discuss this topic, because he has not had a single love experience after living for more than 20 years... This is really not something to show his face. , but if the leader asks you to answer, Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly and said hypocritically: "I haven't looked for it yet, I want to do the work at hand first, and the object is not in a hurry." It is strange that he is not in a hurry !

Turning the corner out of the gray building, Li Qing laughed and said, "I have to criticize you for this."

Dong Xuebin sneered.

"Work is work, and we can't delay talking about the object because of this." Li Qing was a little guilty for blaming Dong Xuebin just now, so he kindly reminded: "You are too young now, and you are so eye-catching as the deputy director of the General Office. position, do you know how many people are chewing your tongue behind you and are not convinced? I know you have the ability, but age is there after all, right? So, when you meet someone who is suitable, you should go to each other first, and get married as soon as possible. Problem solved, don't delay."

"……marry?"

The cafeteria had arrived, Li Qing smiled and patted his shoulder, "You can think about it yourself."

Li Qing didn't remind him, Dong Xuebin really didn't think about it. Indeed, if you get married and become a family, you will definitely give others a more mature impression than you are now. It can make up for the negative impact of being too young, and it will also be of great benefit to your next promotion. However, Dong Xuebin didn't know whether to cry or laugh. That's what he said, the reason is this, but... Where is he going to get married? Who is he going to marry? When thinking of the marriage partner in his mind, it is strange to say that two faces popped up in Dong Xuebin's mind. One of them is undoubtedly Qu Yunxuan, and the other... was actually using BACK to catch the thief on the road that day. The hostess of the purse that I snatched back, the woman who called me to invite her to dinner after talking about the meeting, but never called her. She was beautiful and had a very elegant temperament!

I'm dizzy, why did I miss her?

Dong Xuebin shook his head vigorously and threw the woman's face out of his mind. He had not called himself for so long. He must have forgotten him. Once played Qu Yunxuan's bad idea. If you can fall in love with Aunt Xuan, it would obviously be a better ending. Alas, unfortunately, I still don't understand what Aunt Xuan is thinking. Come on, don't care, make enough money to open a business for Aunt Xuan. Besides, the company will try to find a way to pursue her during this period, using a two-pronged approach, and strive to take down Aunt Xuan within two months!

right! Make money first! Even if it's not only for Aunt Xuan, but also for Dong Xuebin himself, he has to think about getting more money!

Buy a car, give gifts, buy a house and get married, how can you not need money?

Making money and chasing women, these two should also be caught as political tasks!

...

The next morning.

The air was cold and dry, and the feet stepped on the yellow leaves, making a crunching sound.

Dong Xuebin, who was wearing a jacket, clutched his collar and got off the bus. He first checked in at the unit. At about ten o'clock, he walked out of Xu Yan's office with a stack of documents and a digital camera, and went to Li Qing again. After I reported it over there, I went to the General Office and asked for a message before I left the branch and took the car to You'anmen.

The "Guesthouse" of the West City Branch is here. I heard that the surrounding bungalows and many buildings will be demolished. Director Xu was in charge of writing a plan to report the surrounding conditions and pictures of the "Guesthouse" to the Municipal Bureau in detail. Only after the Municipal Bureau's approval could the Bureau begin to relocate the "Guesthouse". And Dong Xuebin's job today is to write the report.

Go west along the moat,

Dong Xuebin came to the destination.

Ping, ding, dong, ding, ding, dong, dust and dust scattered, more than a dozen migrant workers are demolishing houses.

Dong Xuebin was choked and coughed a few times, pinched his nose to avoid this place, went to the back alley first, looked left and right, and took out a pen and paper from his bag, while briefly recording the surrounding environment, he took out The camera takes a few pictures. There are still a few nail households in the hutong, three old men and an old lady, chatting and talking outside a compound. Seeing Dong Xuebin taking pictures there, a few people were stunned and gathered around.

"Young man, are you a reporter?" The old lady looked at his camera.

One of the old men was a little excited, "Comrade reporters, you must report on them, these people who demolished the house are so unreal, they even threw bricks at our house at night, the glass was smashed, the door was broken, and they even threatened We said what would happen if we didn't move out, this... Is there still a king's law?"

Dong Xuebin closed the book dumbfoundedly, "Old man, I'm sorry, I'm not a reporter."

The old man asked suspiciously, "Then what are you taking pictures of here?"

Dong Xuebin said: "I paint. I will take a few pictures of the courtyard and go back to facilitate painting."

When several people heard it, they all went back in disappointment.

Dong Xuebin shook his head with a smile, and continued to record while walking around the neighborhood. Because what he wrote now is not an official draft, Dong Xuebin was not so concerned about sculpting the language. He strolled around the antique store to see if there was any chance of picking up leaks for himself. Now I have assets of 100,000 or several thousand yuan, which is still far from the goal of 1 million.

At noon, Dong Xuebin asked for a bowl of stew from the alley opposite Hongqi University.

When I go to Panjiayuan later, do I find an expert to follow him, and I use BACK to buy whatever the expert buys? Hey, but experts don't seem to be so easy to meet. Besides, the things that experts buy are not necessarily genuine, and they may not necessarily be missed. This...isn't the feasibility? what is it now? Going to bet on walnuts? But something as good as last time must have been missed. Wouldn't it be a bit of a waste to just wait for someone to open the green skin and then "snatch" the other person with a BACK? Even if you use two BACKs to get a pair of 45mm short pile lion heads to sell for thousands of dollars, you can bet one million... How many days will it take? And now this season, there is nothing to bet on the green skin, and the bet will have to wait for next year!

The more Dong Xuebin thought about it, the more headaches, it seems that even with BACK, it is difficult to make money!

Returning to the dilapidated bungalow area, looking at the dead branches and rotten leaves in a semi-collapsed courtyard, Dong Xuebin racked his brains to make money while subconsciously taking pictures. He didn't even expect to pick up a Yuanqinghua or Xuande furnace, as long as he gave Dong Xuebin a folk kiln of 100,000 yuan, he would be satisfied! Ahhhh, folk kilns, calligraphy and painting, where are you?

Just as Dong Xuebin was distressed about how to make the next sum of money, a voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Looking back, it was a middle-aged man with dirt on his body.

Dong Xuebin paused with the camera in his hand and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"What did you say? Stop taking pictures! Stop taking pictures!"

"I shot mine, what's in your way?"

Behind the middle-aged man are a few migrant workers who are prying the floor tiles in the yard. Judging from his temperament, he is probably a foreman or other related staff. The middle-aged man stepped up and reached out to grab Dong Xuebin's camera, "This is our place, did you get permission from us to take pictures?" He regarded Dong Xuebin as a reporter, because someone above had explained it, so The attitude of middle-aged people is very tough, for fear that a reporter will report any negative news.

Dong Xuebin hid his hand and said with a heavy face: "This is the land of the country. When did it become your land?"

The middle-aged man looked ruthless, "What nonsense are you talking about! Give me the camera!"

"I'll tell you clearly first, I'm not a reporter, I'm taking pictures to go back and take pictures." After wrestling with him a few times, Dong Xuebin quickly put away the camera and stared into his eyes with a cold face: "Nothing. Rob things without asking? Are you a robber? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you! Where's the person in charge? Call him!" Dong Xuebin is used to calling people around, so he said this very smoothly.

The middle-aged foreman laughed suddenly, "Yo, you're not timid? Looking for a leader? I'm the leader!" As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward to grab Dong Xuebin's bag, "Say it again! Bring me the camera. !"

"You're not finished, are you?"

At this moment, the collapsed wall behind and a few migrant workers in the pile of rotten bricks and tiles suddenly exclaimed. The rotten wood cover was thrown to the ground.

The middle-aged foreman was stunned, "What's the matter?"

A migrant worker with a northern accent said loudly: "It's a box, just dug up a big brick and buried in the soil, it seems to have treasures in it!"

The middle-aged foreman didn't react for a while, "...Baby!?"

Dong Xuebin was stunned, and scratched his neck and glanced, but he couldn't see clearly.

Another migrant worker with a northeastern accent lay there and said, "There's a big iron box in the box, I don't know what's in it!"

box? Iron box?

The middle-aged foreman was refreshed. He had been in this business for so many years, and of course he knew what old objects were buried in the soil. This is not a strange thing. Two jade pendants were dug up from the ground of a household and sold for a lot of money. Thinking of this, the middle-aged foreman was in a good mood, haha, now that he can make some extra money, he turned his head to look at Dong Xuebin fiercely, and stopped grabbing his camera, and pushed him like a fly, "Okay, okay. Hurry up! Hurry up, hurry up!"

Think I'm gone now?

You are so beautiful!

Seeing the big box, Dong Xuebin's eyes also lit up, "...BACK!!"