136: C136 The Curator Gave Him a Sword

C136 The Curator Gave Him a Sword

Lee Mengliang expressed his stance. Xiao Han could not help but agree. "Yes, if you can really get the director to give you this sword, my, my name will be written backwards!"

When Qing Ya heard that, he could not help but twist Xiao Han's waist and warned him in a low voice, "What are you doing here? Don't you think you have lost enough face?"

Today, his boyfriend had been repeatedly slapped in the face. Qing Ya had long felt ashamed.

Xiao Han's face twisted in pain. He begged for mercy repeatedly, "Let go of me... What are you afraid of if it's impossible? He didn't even know the curator, so how could the curator give him a sword? It's impossible to copy it!"

Ye Chen smiled and shook his head. He had an eighty to ninety percent chance of success.

Of course, Eldest Wei did not directly contact the curator. Instead, he contacted the provincial head. If it was useless for the provincial head to appear, Ye Chen could only do it himself.

He rarely used his relationship to do things, but it was related to the secrets of his mother's grudge. To Ye Chen, it was not a small matter.

The few of them waited for more than ten minutes. They did not see Eldest Wei come back, not to mention the curator.

Lee Mengliang said impatiently, "Ye Chen, it's about time. Waste more time here. The afternoon passed. Don't tell me you want us to leave because we are impatient. Can you find a way out? If that's the case, we'll... "

Before Lee Mengliang could finish his words, he saw Eldest Wei turn around a corner from afar. Two people followed behind him. One was Huang Jianhong, whom they had just met, and the other was an old man who looked to be in his sixties or sixties.

They hurried over, and the old man was carrying a bunch of keys in his hand.

"Sir, the director is here."

Eldest Wei came closer and said to Ye Chen. He also made way for the two people behind him.

Lee Mengliang did not finish his words and could not close his mouth. Could it be that he really called the director over?

"Hello, hello... You are Mr. Ye Chen, right?"

The old man rushed over in a hurry. When he saw Ye Chen, he respectfully extended his hands. "I am the director of the National Museum, Shi Weizhen. Hello, hello, hello!"

Was it really the director?

How was that possible?

"Hello." Ye Chen nodded and shook hands with the director.

"I didn't know Mr. Ye was coming. I apologize for not welcoming you from afar. Huang had told him that he had befriended a smart young man. He pointed out the mistake in the material of the imitation Mo Xie Sword in our museum. As the director of the National Museum, Thank you very much!"

The director was extremely polite to Ye Chen, as if Ye Chen was a respected figure.

Qian Duo saw that the curator really came and immediately interrupted excitedly, "Hello, curator. I am Ye Chen's friend. My name is Qian Duo! Nice to meet you! "

"Oh, Mr. Ye's friend? Pleased to meet you. You are really beautiful, like a Heavenly Immortal."

The curator immediately shook hands with Qian Duo and flattered her, making Qian Duo feel embarrassed.

Lee Mengliang felt more and more strange. Ye Chen just said that he did not know the curator. He was also a retired soldier. How could the curator respect him so much?

It must be fake! This was an act!

"Ye Chen, where did you find an actor? His acting is pretty good. Anyway, no one has seen the director of the museum. You just found an old man to fill in the numbers, right? It really is you. Alright, stop acting. We'll pretend we didn't hear anything about your boastful words. Don't let it end like this in the end. As an actor, you don't have the right to give this Mo Xie Sword to you, do you?"

Lee Mengliang smiled and turned to speak to Qian Duo in a low voice," Duo Duo, let's go. Ye Chen, this fellow... To find an actor so quickly, I'm afraid he was already prepared. I suspect he has ill intentions towards you now. You must not fall for his trap! "

" You're bending your legs at the door. Maybe he's the one who's causing trouble, and then intentionally put on an act of a hero saving a beauty... This might be a criminal who specializes in kidnapping young women! "

Qian Duo rolled her eyes at Lee Mengliang and did not respond.

When she was bending her legs at the door, there was no one around. It was her left and right legs that accidentally tripped over each other. What did it have to do with Ye Chen?2

Besides, if the curator in front of her was real or fake, she could immediately tell. If it was a fake curator, she definitely wouldn't dare to say that she gave Mo Xie to Ye Chen.

Without Mo Xie's sword, Qian Duo could at most treat Ye Chen to a meal. There wouldn't be any further developments, and there was no need to mention the danger.

As a woman, Qian Duo still had this bit of self-preservation awareness. Did he need Lee Mengliang to remind her?

When Shi Weizhen heard Lee Mengliang's words, he could not help but glare at him. "Young man, you should take a look at your eyes. I suspect that there is a problem with your eyesight."

There was a huge poster on the wall five meters behind Lee Mengliang. On it was the picture of Shi Weizhen holding a cultural relic. It was the promotional poster for all the exhibits in the Hall of History.

If Lee Mengliang had good eyesight, he would definitely be able to recognize that the person on the poster was the exact same person as the person in front of him.

"You stinky old man, what are you talking about?" Lee Mengliang scolded unhappily.

"Lee Mengliang, stop it!" Xiao Han stood beside Lee Mengliang. He noticed Shi Weizhen's gaze looking behind Lee Mengliang. He followed his gaze and saw the poster. He quickly pulled Lee Mengliang to stop him from continuing.

The National Museum had a blacklist. If he offended this curator and was blacklisted, he would never be able to enter again. He would not be allowed to enter even if he bought a ticket!

"Xiao Han, why are you still speaking up for outsiders? He's already cursing me!"

"He really is the head of the school... Look behind you."

Xiao Han hurriedly reminded him in a low voice.

Lee Mengliang frowned and looked back with suspicion. He was immediately stunned. He turned around and opened his mouth, not knowing what to do. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence, "Sorry, sorry, I didn't recognize you as the curator."

"Humph!" The director snorted.

However, he did not have time to lower himself to Lee Mengliang's level. He turned to Ye Chen again and said, "Mr. Ye, I heard from Mr. Wei that you like this sword very much, right?"

"That's right. It's quite good to make. I really like the shape. This is another imitation, so I want to ask the director if he can cut the price. The price is negotiable. " Ye Chen said with a smile.

"What money? Mr. Ye said this, wasn't it a slap to my face?"

The curator refused and held Ye Chen's hand warmly again.

"This Mo Xie Sword is only a replica, not a cultural relic. Its value is not considered precious. Furthermore, we must follow Mr. Ye and Old Huang's suggestion and make a replica with the right material! This sword will be given to Mr. Ye!"

Ye Chen smiled lightly and did not hypocritically decline. He said straightforwardly," Thank you very much. "

"You are welcome! I will go and unlock the lock now!"

It turned out that the key in his hand was meant to be a sword!

Lee Mengliang's face was ashen. Did he... have to bite the bronze?

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