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Chapter 1960 Formal Invitation

Translator Wang smiled helplessly and said, "I'm really relaxed this time."

Gao Xin smiled and said, "If you really feel it's too relaxed, then you should spend a few days with us for free. Before you return to China, you can go out for a walk!"

Fan Changhua said: "It seems that everyone is already eager to go home!"

"Anyway, there is no progress. I was counting on Mr. Yang, but his current attitude... Tsk tsk, it's really too negative! I don't think there is any hope. Everyone should pack it as soon as possible, go back to their own houses and find their own mother!" The man sitting next to him spoke.

Fan Changhua couldn't help but smile. The guy who spoke just now was the staff of the State Cultural Relics Administration. Now that even Yang Bo's colleagues have said such words, they have no hope at all!

"No matter how much we discuss here, it doesn't make sense. Fan Changhua, can you ask your teacher about the situation and whether we are leaving?" asked Translator Wang.

Fan Changhua stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go and ask, we should be able to go back soon!"

"Are you in a hurry to go back?" Mei Chaoning's voice suddenly rang behind everyone.

Fan Changhua quickly turned around and replied, "Teacher, have you reported the situation here?"

Mei Chaoning looked up at the top, as if Yang Bo was just staying on it, "No, wait a little longer!"

"Teacher, I don't think we need to wait any longer. There is no room for ease of ease. The last time I followed him, Mr. Yang and Sir Branson discussed it for a few minutes and it ended. How could we get into the negotiation in such a short time?" Fan Changhua said.

Mei Chaoning frowned. He didn't think there was something wrong with Fan Changhua's words, but he always felt something was wrong?

Is Yang Bo not good at speaking? Is Yang Bo very unreliable to talk about things? Or is Yang Bo not caring about this matter at all, otherwise why would he only talk for a few minutes?

Mei Chaoning knew Yang Bo very early. He knew very well that Yang Bo was not simple at all and could not mess up the situation, but what explanation would be given to the situation in front of him?

"Yes, Professor Mei, why don't you report first?" Translator Wang followed.

Gao Xin couldn't help but say, "So many days have been waiting, why do you care about these two days? Everyone, wait patiently, and good news may come soon!"

"Gao Xin, don't explain it. It's impossible. We were all turned away by Sir Branson. Who doesn't know him? That old man is very stubborn. Who can convince him?" The translator couldn't help but say.

"But what if Mr. Yang convinced me?" Gao Xin argued.

Translator Wang laughed and said, "It's impossible at all. If he really convinced me, I will write the word "Wang upside down!"

Everyone was sitting in the first-floor restaurant talking. Someone came in outside. Fan Changhua stood up. He stared at the visitor and said, "That is Mr. Tom, the butler of the Branson family!"

"The butler of the Branson family?" Mei Chaoning looked back and saw a white man in his fifties and sixties standing at the front desk, as if asking about something.

Fan Changhua quickly walked up to meet him and said, "I left a phone number to Mr. Tom before. He might have come to me for information. Maybe I can get the list of antiques in the Branson family treasure house!"

Everyone looked curiously in the direction where Fan Changhua left. Many people envied him for his good luck and that he would actually know the butler of the Branson family!

Mei Chaoning frowned. When he went there with Fan Changhua last time, he didn't see Fan Changhua communicating with the butler. Did this butler really come to find Fan Changhua?

Everyone stared at the direction of the front desk. As expected, when they met Fan Changhua and Tom, they were extremely enthusiastic and looked like they were very good friends.

Translator Wang glared, "It seems that my translation should work. Changhua is really good. This time it depends on him!"

"Professor Mei, your report is too late. It seems that we have something to do!" The man from the Cultural Relics Bureau spoke.

Gao Xin stared at the front desk with a skeptical look on her face. She knew her senior brother's weight. Can he do this?

However, in this case, no one will question it. Everyone praised Fan Changhua for his great skills and could actually save the country in a straight line.

After a moment, Fan Changhua chatted with Tom for a while, but didn't know what he said. Fan Changhua's smile gradually calmed down and looked a little ugly!

Gao Xin first noticed the abnormality of her senior brother. She pulled the tutor and didn't say much.

Mei Chaoning turned around and frowned. Obviously, he, the proud disciple, had encountered a problem. Could it be that the other party wanted to sell information to Fan Changhua, and the price was too high?

After a moment, Fan Changhua hurried over.

Everyone stood up one after another.

Translator Wang smiled and bowed: "Congratulations to Mr. Fan, this is a great contribution. I can't say that I can leave my name in history in the future!"

"Yes, Translator Wang said it well. If Changhua can have a good relationship with the other party this time, he will definitely be able to buy more cultural relics. This time he has made a decision..."

Fan Changhua's face looked ugly. He felt extremely harsh as he listened to his colleagues' congratulations. He felt that these words were like a slap in the face!

"Changhua, what's going on?" Mei Chaoning felt something was wrong. He quickly interrupted everyone and asked.

Fan Changhua stared at the teacher with a complicated expression, "Teacher, Mr. Tom is here to find Mr. Yang."

"Oh, look for Mr. Yang!" Fan Changhua nodded, but he immediately reacted and stared at Fan Changhua, "What did you say? Are they coming to find Mr. Yang? Are they inviting Mr. Yang over?"

Fan Changhua nodded, "Tom is here to invite Mr. Yang on behalf of Mr. Branson."

"Old Mr. Branson?" Mei Chaoning was very surprised.

Fan Changhua nodded and said nothing.

For a moment, the restaurant became quiet. They stared at Fan Changhua. No one expected that this would be the case!

Yang Bo really succeeded!

Mei Chaoning quickly reacted, "Don't be standing there, come up with me and invite Mr. Yang. It seems that there is hope this time!"

Mei Chaoning was slow in his usual movements, but now he was quick to move and ran upstairs.

In the restaurant, the people who were talking about it before were no longer silent.

Fan Changhua was even more stunned at the scene and did not move. The reason why he was unwilling to go upstairs was because he felt embarrassed to face Yang Bo.

Mei Chaoning knocked on Yang Bo's door and saw Yang Bo open the door slowly, he couldn't wait to say, "Old Branson has sent someone to invite you, you have succeeded!"

Yang Bo's reaction was very dull, "Here you come, so quickly, I thought he would wait for two days!"
Chapter completed!
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