"The Zi Zhong Jiang Pan from Spring and Autumn Period was stolen and sold to the antique market in Macau.

Later, Ye Zhaofu, the president of Xiangjiang Sun Group, invested 35 million to buy it.

On the eve of Xiangjiang's return, Lao Ma wrote a letter to his friend Ye Zhaofu, hoping to use it to exhibit it in Shanghai.

Ye Zhaofu wrote back and said, I will give this plate to you..."

Jiang Shan followed Ma Chengyuan and admired this water park-style bronze wash basin.

That night, Ma Chengyuan led Jiangshan through one exhibition area after another, one exhibition hall after another.

Bronze, calligraphy and painting, seals, ancient coins... During the period, we also visited Wang Shixiang's Ming Dynasty furniture exhibition hall.

The old man and the young man watched and chatted all the way, sighing and laughing.

Vaguely, Jiang Shan always felt that the old man beside him seemed to be saying goodbye to these cultural relics, and also seemed to be cherishing them to his old friends.

When the old administrator announced that he was off work, Jiang Shan was a little reluctant to leave.

"Chief Ma, where should I find you the next time I come to Shangbo?"

"What?" Ma Chengyuan smiled: "You still want me to be the commentator?"

Jiang Shan nodded vigorously: "Your explanation is really incredible. I feel it is much better than a professional commentator."

Ma Chengyuan was delighted when he heard this: "How can it be the same!"

"Then where should I find you next time? The security room?"

"Wait," Ma Chengyuan, who was already walking in the other direction, waved his hand with his back to Jiangshan:

"I can't say for sure when you come to Shangbo again, I will come to see you just like today."

…

In 1980, Jiang Shan and the old administrator met again in Shanghai.

No one can explain his rich psychological activities at this moment.

But no matter what, I really just told the old administrator.

——Look, you really came to see me!
Chapter completed!