Chapter 39 Chapter Thirty-Nine

Guo Ziqin opened the bag and took out a round object wrapped in cashmere felt.Before peeling off the cashmere felt, Guo Ziqin already knew that the thing inside was a valuable antique.When I opened the bag, I saw that it was really a beautiful painted pottery pot.On the body of the pot, there are several women who look like court ladies. Although there are more or less remnants on their bodies, this does not damage the coherent shape of their dancing postures. With such a slight remnant, it gave their bodies more space to release their dynamic and beautiful charm, and the elegant breath of ancient women rushed to their faces.Guo Ziqin was full of admiration in his heart, and he couldn't stop hahaha.Although he recognized it as a treasure, he couldn't perceive the commercial value and artistic value of this treasure. He just thought that this painted pottery pot was not only the treasure of Ren Guotian's house, but at least it was also a masterpiece in his collection. Once he made a big bet!Putting away the antiques as they were, Guo Ziqin's heart began to sink again. The reason was that he felt that he was a bystander of the mining disaster. Now it seems that things are not so simple. This kind of thing, the identity of the bystander is lost, not to mention, and it is directly involved in the mine disaster, unless Secretary Bai refuses to accept this antique tomorrow, but if Secretary Bai refuses to accept it, how can he explain to Ren Guotian later? Woolen cloth?Thinking about the deals I have made with Ren Guotian in the past, even though they are not related to this mine disaster, the mine disaster is related to Ren Guotian, who knows what Ren Guotian will be like in the crisis?When a person suffers a crushing defeat, he often can't stand the toss and vomits, and the bile comes out.The more Guo Ziqin thought about it, the more uncertain he became, his scalp felt numb and swollen for a while.However, the feeling that the six gods have no master finally failed to break Guo Ziqin's turbulent heart. After calming down, he found a countermeasure that can go up and down, and prepared to take a detour.

At around ten o'clock in the morning the next day, Guo Ziqin took an empty bag, rented a car and left the county town, and rushed to Guangyang City.This time Guo Ziqin didn't go straight to Secretary Bai's house, but went to Bapeng Street first, walked around a few shops, and finally bought an antique painted pottery pot in an antique shop at the west end of the street.The size, style, and painted pattern of the clay pot are similar to the painted pottery pot Ren Guotian sent last night. Switching packages—this is the detour Guo Ziqin found. Guo Ziqin had learned Secretary Bai's appreciation for antiques, and calculated that when Secretary Bai saw this imitation, he would naturally not stretch out his hand, so that he could handle his affairs at Secretary Bai's house quickly. Then replace the fakes in the bag with the original genuine ones and return them to Ren Guotian. No matter how frustrated Ren Guotian is, he can't find a reason to complain about himself, and he only spent a few dollars on this matter. money.As for the fact that Secretary Bai was digesting the incident afterwards, Guo Ziqin was not worried that he would reveal any flaws, because this incident made him manipulate it so that the truth and falsehood were beyond recognition. People can no longer explain clearly.

Since there was no appointment in advance, when Guo Ziqin arrived downstairs at Secretary Bai's house, he realized that he should make a call first, so he took out his mobile phone, and just pressed two numbers before his fingers stopped moving.At this time, Guo Ziqin suddenly remembered a question that should not have been ignored before coming here, that is, in this extraordinary period, would Secretary Bai want to see him?And is Secretary Bai at home right now?Guo Ziqin looked up at Secretary Bai's house, beating a drum in his heart.Alas, two feet have already stepped on the door of Secretary Bai's house, so let's try our luck, Guo Ziqin called Secretary Bai's mobile phone.Guo Ziqin was lucky, Secretary Bai was at home, so he didn't stop him with this or that, and let him go up.Entering Secretary Bai's house, Secretary Bai still entertained Guo Ziqin as in the past, joking and laughing, gossiping constantly, Guo Ziqin socialized attentively, always ready to catch the right opportunity, and cut words on the matter entrusted by Ren Guotian.

What good things did Secretary Ren give me this time?Secretary Bai pointed to Bao Wen beside the tea table. The question came suddenly, accurately, and understood, which made Guo Ziqin unable to dodge in time. He was surprised on his face, moved his lips mechanically, and called out vaguely, Secretary Bai.Secretary Bai said, take it out and see what kind of treasure it is.Subconsciously, Guo Ziqin took something out of the bag, opened the cashmere felt, and held the painted clay pot to Secretary Bai.Secretary Bai took the painted clay pot, held it up in front of his eyes, turned it around and looked at it for a long time, and said to himself, open your eyes, and take it to the Forbidden City to judge, it is also a treasure.Secretary Bai's comments made Guo Ziqin a little confused.He thought that Secretary Bai had misread it?Or are you deliberately playing in circles with yourself?Secretary Bai stood up, dropped the painted pottery pot, and the light in his eyes stretched in along the mouth of the pot. At this moment, Guo Ziqin's heart fluttered inexplicably, and his eyes were not big. Satisfied.Immediately afterwards, he heard the shattering sound of the painted clay pot falling to the ground, some fragments hit his legs, and his upper body seemed to be splashed by the fragments.

Look, what happened to my hand?Secretary Bai said, shaking his hands and looking regretful. Guo Ziqin looked at Secretary Bai blankly.The painted clay pots turned into pieces all over the place, which Guo Ziqin never expected. He just thought so at the time. The result that Secretary Bai gave him today was nothing more than asking him how to take the painted pottery pots. Come on, how about taking the terracotta back.But now that the clay pot was broken, Guo Ziqin didn't know what to say, so he subconsciously left the sofa to clean up the pieces on the ground.Forget Ziqin, these fragments are still Secretary Ren's wish, so I'll keep them as a souvenir.Secretary Bai said that his expression was still so reluctant.Guo Ziqin gently put the pieces in his hands on the ground again, stood up slowly, glanced at Secretary Bai, and then looked away.

After returning from Guangyang City, Guo Ziqin received a call from the person in charge of the construction section in Hebei, saying that some villagers were diverting water near the pipe ditch, and a section of the pipe ditch had already begun to seep, which would affect the construction. If it is not stopped in time , the following things will be more troublesome, let Guo Ziqin go to the scene to see and coordinate.How could Guo Ziqin care about the water seepage at this moment? He said that there were too many things to spare today, so he asked the person in charge to go to the village cadres to find a solution.After dismissing the water seepage, Jia Xiao came, looked at Guo Ziqin's face in doubt and said, Guo Chu, I have been waiting for you for lunch.Guo Ziqin said, go and eat by yourself, I have a bad stomach.Jia Xiao said, then I'll buy some stomach medicine for you, Chu Guo.Guo Ziqin lay down on the bed and said, no, I'll sleep for a while first.When Jia Xiao saw the formation, he stopped talking nonsense and walked away.Guo Ziqin got off the bed, walked to the door lightly, heard no movement outside, and locked the door behind her.He took out Ren Guotian's painted clay pot and put it on the table with a worried expression on his face.However, his worried expression didn't last long before it was covered by a smile.I stumbled over the golden brick while walking, and it took no effort to get it. I, Guo Ziqin, picked up a big treasure for nothing!After he was happy, he wrapped the painted clay pot, put it in the tin cabinet, and then called Ren Guotian.

Guo Ziqin called Jia Xiao and drove to the county party committee compound.Entering Ren Guotian's office, Guo Ziqin said straight to the point, sorry bro.Ren Guotian took a deep breath and said, brother, you have tried your best, what else can I say?It can only be said that I deserve to be unlucky.Guo Ziqin took out a miniature tape recorder, put it on the desk, and said, listen to this.At that time, Guo Ziqin was secretly recording at Secretary Bai's house. Guo Ziqin's intention was to give Ren Guotian a sound confession in front of Ren Guotian afterwards, so as to save Ren Guotian from getting suspicious about whether he went to Secretary Bai's house or not.Now the content in the machine is much richer than expected, in addition to the conversation between myself and Secretary Bai, there is also the sound of the painted clay pot breaking when it falls to the ground.After listening to the contents of the tape recorder, Ren Guotian's face was gloomy, and he held back for a long time before opening his mouth. Didn't I expect my brother to be so careful?Guo Ziqin sighed helplessly.Ren Guotian sighed, tapped the table with his clenched fist, and said, Secretary Bai is the deputy leader of the joint investigation team of the mine accident, and Secretary Bai is also unable to do what he wants.Guo Ziqin picked up the tape recorder, took out the tape, and without a word, he pulled out the straps inside, pulled them out one by one, and pulled them into several sections with force, which made Ren Guotian stare blankly.Guo Ziqin clapped his hands and said, how about I go to the province again?Ren Guotian turned his back, raised his neck, and said emotionally, forget about it, brother, what kind of cost would it cost to use missiles to fight mosquitoes?Judging from the current situation, I will not go to the guillotine, right?Leaders are held accountable, is there still some distance from leaders asking to be punished?Guo Ziqin knew that he was trying to make his face swollen to pretend to be a fat man, and he used the big talk of not going to the village and not going to the store to support his prospects.Just when they had nothing to say to each other, a phone call came in, Ren Guotian glanced at the phone on the table, then at Guo Ziqin, and didn't answer the phone without saying anything.Guo Ziqin realized that it was time to go, and said, you go to work first, brother, I will go back.Some things seem to be fatal, but in the end, they may be smoothed out in a few words. I think you are a little serious now, brother.Ren Guotian nodded, and said with a half-smile, yes, man is not as good as God, God wants to cut me off, so what can I do?

The phone stopped ringing.After a while, it rang again.Ren Guotian turned his head and stared blankly at the phone on the table.Guo Ziqin's chest rose and fell, with a 50/50 expression of friendship and sympathy on his face, he raised his right hand and touched the back of his head, then turned around, snorting in his nostrils, dragging deliberately heavy steps, out of the office.