"You want to transfer things? You loser! Cough------"
In the private dining room of the private restaurant, Zeng Hongying was so surprised that he couldn't control his voice for a moment. After finishing speaking, he choked on the peanut dregs, coughed repeatedly, and his face turned red.
Evan Yu hurriedly handed over the warm tea and said helplessly, "Teacher, don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."
After drinking a glass of water, Zeng Hongying regained his breath. He looked at Evan Yu and waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you patiently. Where did you just say? Now, sixteen of the thirty-one cultural relics have been transferred." The idea of going out, then what?"
Evan Yu picked up the teapot and refilled Zeng Hongying's teacup. "I have two plans. One is to transfer 16 of the 31 artifacts recorded by my grandfather to the State Administration of Cultural Heritage. The other is, I want to build a private museum."
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