Chapter 919: Come and talk

After leaving the old welfare home site, Zhang Xuan looked back and saw that the irritability in his heart just now appeared extremely abruptly. Zhang Xuan didn't understand why his emotions suddenly fluctuated so much. At the moment when he blurred the scene in the underground palace, a sense of disgust and irritability surged into his heart. It was not until he left the underground palace that Zhang Xuan felt a little more comfortable.

I looked at the time and it was already two o'clock in the morning.

The people from the Ninth Bureau have completely surrounded this area. Such a dungeon will be treated with caution no matter which force it is.

The Nine Bureaus are the official Yanxia official, and they are extremely efficient and very convenient to handle matters.

It can be seen that one engineering car after another has driven here, and roadblocks have been set up on the road. I found an excuse for maintenance and blocked all the roads in this area.

Zhang Xuan did not continue to stay here. Facing the cold wind of January, Zhang Xuan walked towards the Lin Family Building.

Based on Zhang Xuan’s understanding of Lin Singhan, Lin Singhan had done such a big thing today, and Lin Singhan would definitely not be able to go home and sleep peacefully. The company had many things to wait for Lin Singhan to arrange.

As Zhang Xuan expected, when Zhang Xuan came to the CBD business district, he saw that the lights on the top floor of the Lin Building were still on at a glance.

Zhang Xuan walked forward. When he walked into the Lin family gate, a Lin family security guard came forward and whispered: "Sir, there is news from An Dongyang."

"Oh?" Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly. After leaving Xinzhou, Zhang Xuan asked his subordinates to stare at An Dongyang's affairs, "Where did the things be delivered?"

"Capital Museum." The security guard replied, "An Dongyang secretly donated it. No one knows that things are now preserved in the Capital Museum."

Hearing this answer, Zhang Xuan was obviously stunned for a moment, and then fell into silence.

"Sir, do you need someone to stare at me again?" asked the security guard.

Zhang Xuan was silent for a full minute before waved his hand, "No need, let's take it away."

"I understand." The security guard responded and stepped back.

Zhang Xuan turned around and looked outside the door. The emptyness in the night made Zhang Xuan's eyes appear a little confused.

Donated?

Such news was obviously beyond Zhang Xuan's expectations.

Since Zhang Xuan's time, he has firmly determined his idea that when people come to this world, they live for themselves, and everything they do is to make themselves stronger. A long time ago, there was no concept of country or hero in Zhang Xuan's heart.

In Zhang Xuan's heart, he admired the kind of person who contributed to the country, but Zhang Xuan himself could never do this.

But today, a so-called national plot suddenly appeared in Zhang Xuan's heart.

Zhang Xuan's mind couldn't help but see the scene of An Dongyang yelling at Kesun's tripod belonging to Yanxia that day.

An Dongyang is definitely a good person. He went deep into Loulan and tried hard to find the tripod, spending a lot of money. After he came out, he risked his life to grab the tripod. In the end, everything was just to donate the tripod back to Yanxia?

At this moment, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt that he was very narrow-minded. Zhang Xuan had always believed that An Dongyang belonged to an underground force and was hiding well. As a result, he realized now that An Dongyang did not belong to any force, he was doing things for himself.

Shaking his head, Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, turned around and continued upstairs.

When he arrived at the top of Lin's house, when Zhang Xuan pushed Lin's office away, he saw Lin Qinghan, secretary Li Na, and many Lin's senior executives were all sorting out documents at the table, looking very busy. There were still several copywriters sitting beside him, thinking hard, scratching his head. Even Zhang Xuan came in, no one looked at him, including Lin Qinghan, and buried him in his desk without raising his head. "Secretary Li, when has the time for tomorrow's press reception been determined? Have the copywriters of tomorrow asked clearly? The media contacted several companies, how are they arranged for the reception of foreign media?"

Lin Qinghan asked questions while busy with her hands.

"Mr. Lin, you have already arranged it, but there are a few media outlets you need to pay attention to tomorrow."

"Give me their information."

Zhang Xuan looked at the busy scene in the office, without saying a word, silently retreated, closed the office door, and left the Lin Building.

Yinzhou in the early morning seemed particularly desolate, with the howling cold wind. No one would like to go out in the middle of the night in this weather. Even those drunk people in the middle of the night would be awakened by the cold, and find a warm place before continuing to get drunk.

Zhang Xuan chose a random direction and walked forward.

"It seems that you are a little worried today." A hoarse voice sounded behind Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan grinned, "I found that you are really free all day."

"Is this called Xian?" Ma Yi's figure appeared in front of Zhang Xuan, and his voice also came from Zhang Xuan's body. In Ma Yi's hand, he took two small porcelain jars.

"Of course I'm idle." Zhang Xuan glanced at his mouth, "But at your age, it's time to stroll around the park."

"Forget it, you, I'm not old yet." Mai let out a hoarse laugh. His voice seemed particularly vague in the dark and cold night sky. "Why, I heard that your employer finally donated the cauldron, do you feel a little touched?"

"Your information is quite well-informed." Zhang Xuan glanced at Ma Yi, then looked away.

"You also know, Shenyin can do it, everyone has to stare at it." Mai said, "How about you, what are you getting when you go to Loulan this time?"

When he heard Ma Yi mention this, Zhang Xuan's pupils condensed, he looked at Ma Yi again, and said seriously: "What do you know about Loulan this time?"

Before going to Loulan, Mai said some strange things to Zhang Xuan, as if she had known something for a long time.

"It's nothing." Ma Yi shook her head, "It's just that I know, no, it should be said that my master knows that there are some things in Loulan and asks you to pick them up. I'm just passing on a message. As for what it is, my master didn't say it, and I don't know, but I'm sure it's definitely not the tripod."

"Do you want to know?" Zhang Xuan stared at Mai and asked.

"I don't want to." Mai shook her head, "I'm here today not for the things you've got in Loulan, but for the sake of talking to you, um... how do you say it, let's talk about it."

"Heart talk?" Zhang Xuan showed a hint of surprise on his face. No matter how he looked, he felt that Ma Yi was not a heart talker. Looking at Ma Yi's serious face, Zhang Xuan said, "Okay, tell me, what do you want to talk about?"

"Tell you about An Dongyang." Ma Yi waved her hand, "Let's go, I went back to my hometown two days ago and dug out two bottles of wine buried in that year. You are so lucky. The way I brewed this wine has been lost outside."
Chapter completed!