MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 41

As if Fu Yuan could feel his anger and sorrow, his empty chest felt depressed and uncomfortable. He bent down and hugged Han Yun without a word, Han Yun wrapped his arms around his neck, crooked his head and nestled in his arms. Probably knowing that he looked ugly now, and buried his head in his chest to avoid, and stopped talking.

Because of his weight, Fu Yuan, such a powerful monster, could hug him without changing his face. Hugging Han Yun to the bed, Fu Yuan himself was sitting beside the bed, and the beautiful drape was hanging on his back.

September in the mountains is still in the midsummer, but September in the mountains has entered Xiaoshou's autumn, which makes people feel cold.

As soon as Han Yun lay on the bed, he quickly lifted the quilt into the bed, buried his face deeply in the pillow, and secretly wiped his tears with his fingers.

Fu Yuan looked at his curly hair hanging on his cheek, and whispered, "What happened to Xiao Jiu?"

He sometimes comes out with such a "great disrespect", but the current Han Yun doesn't care much about how he calls himself. His identity has become a past tense, so after hearing him calling his own name, he just The eyelashes trembled without any movement.

Han Yun felt a little embarrassed, he didn't like to say it, and was afraid he would cry as soon as he said it.

Everyone is used to loving themselves, and all of a sudden, the damage to him is huge, let alone the comments that scolded him are fabricated facts! Is stigmatizing!

Fu Yuan didn't know what happened. He refused to say that he didn't want to know that he was thin-skinned, so he stroked his cheek carefully: "Xiao Jiu tell me?"

"No, I don't say it." He sniffed, clutching the quilt stubbornly in his palm, and the more he wanted to be more wronged, he had already joined the netizens in his mind for three hundred!

He wants to paste mosquito coils on the faces of tens of thousands of netizens! Dad's mosquito coil is worth 500 million, just smashed! I wo n’t give it to you either!

This way of making a fuss is already commonplace, knowing that his child's temper can only be coaxed. He stared at Han Yun's face and coaxed him: "Your Majesty is not willing to say anything, there is a minister. No matter what happens, the minister is about his Majesty."

These words made Han Yun's heart move slightly, yeah, they were all irrelevant people. He didn't even know whether the people behind the comments were dragged along the network cable, and he was just alive with them. Why is this so? Sad?

A hand rubbed on his face, wiping away the wetness from the corners of his eyes: "Don't cry, your Majesty say something?"

Suddenly Han Yun stretched out his arm from the duvet, hugged him half-heartedly, and whispered quietly, "Xuanzhu, it's your best."

In this world, he has no loved ones, only Fu Yuan, a close person. When so many people scold him, only Fu Yuan will comfort himself.

This is ten thousand times more loyal than those highly respected and honorable loyalists in history books! Fu Yuan has even served himself for two lives. Who can do it for whom?

Fu Yuan looked at him with a few words, and he was all right again. Knowing that he had this virtue, Fu Yuan smiled and put Han Yun's head on his leg.

Han Yun cheered up, instead of touching his cell phone this time, instead asked Fu Yuan: "The one who said on the Internet, donated the spittoon I used to the mysterious rich man of the Cultural Relics Bureau, is it Master Fu you?"

After he moved in, he had some doubts, but didn't ask. This time he had a new idea and asked Fu Yuan.

Sure enough, it was indeed donated by Fu Yuan.

"Then I will donate it too!" Han Yun's head was resting on his lap, Luo Tiao was hanging down in front of his eyes. He looked at Fu Yuanjun's unreal face, and his eyes were slightly faint because he thought of a wonderful idea. Illuminated: "Mysterious, do you have any call from the Cultural Relics Bureau? Make a phone call and say that I have 500 million yuan in my house for identification!"

Before Fu Yuan helped him, he figured out a solution himself.

The language that attacked him was divided into three categories, one was to spray him for cosmetic surgery, the other was sprayed him to give money to the magazine, and the third was to spray him without knowledge.

One and two are easy to handle, and three is very easy for him to clarify. Of course, Han Yun will not take a photo stupidly, saying that this is a mosquito coil in his own home. Look, is it with the five billion? The spittoon is exactly the same?

No one would believe what he said.

This time, he will not only donate, but also make a donation so that the whole world knows.

The State Administration of Cultural Heritage is affiliated with the State Council and is the nation's most authoritative "relics appraisal" agency. However, ordinary people have no way to send their cultural relics here for identification.

But Fu Yuan, the one who paid a huge sum of 500 million, took the national treasure that was lost from the British Sotheby's auction house and gave it to their cultural relic bureau for free, is an exception.

Mr. Chang, the director of the Cultural Relics Bureau, was very kind to him. He had previously left his personal phone number to him so that Mr. Fu could contact him at any time. Director Chang believes that rich people like Mr. Fu who don't care about 500 million people may donate hundreds of millions of cultural relics to the Cultural Relics Bureau at any time. Maybe they have a lot of national treasures at home!

For those who have spent the rest of his life for the national cultural relics, seeing the national treasures living abroad can return to the place where they should have existed, it is difficult to describe in words.

People like Mr. Fu, both public and private, should pay well.

When Fu Yuan called, Director Chang had a hunch. Isn't it ...

"Director Chang, my family found a spittoon at home. Yes, it's exactly the same as the one I took in the UK last time. Can you ask for help?"

Ok? Just identification?

"Identification? Speak, talk."

"If it is identified as authentic, this cultural relic will be donated to the National Museum collection!"

Director Chang was overjoyed: "Good to say! Good to say!"

Fu Yuan made a request, saying that he hoped that the identification process could be recorded and put on TV and the Internet as quickly as possible.

For precious cultural relics worth 500 million yuan, and there is no market price, such a requirement is not enough. Although I don't understand why, Director Chang agreed.

At the same time, the public relations agent Han Yun paid for and contacted him: "Mr. Han, how can you reply to netizens like that! Now things are not easy to solve ..."

Han Yun has not opened the Internet, and he does not know what the Internet has become, and he does not know how big a joke he made.

Eighteen-line net red openly challenged the national treasure, saying "the spittoon used by the emperor is a mosquito coil in our house."

Although everyone has seen more brain-scratching speeches, such as "500 million points for our poor, it is better than buying a spittoon", but such precious cultural relics are compared to mosquito coils, and they are still a little famous Public figures who have a lot of models and fans say something like this, and there is a problem.

In addition, Zuo Yufei's fans are worried that they can't catch the Korean braids, so they bought a hot spot for him, and even fanned the flames, madly called on fans to repost: "Hurry up! Hurry! He hasn't deleted the blog yet !! Turn it up !!! "

As soon as this Weibo turned round, there was a statement from the official Wei of "Poem" magazine.

[Shiyin Shiion: Regarding various untrue rumors on the Internet, the official blog made a clarification. Han Yun is a model that our magazine agency specially called to shoot, and we only contacted one model last month. He is a very dedicated model. The girl's version of Shiyin worked with him once at the age of 18 three years ago. He works very hard and has a high shooting efficiency. Shi Yin looks forward to cooperating with him again ~ [Picture] [Picture]]

One picture is the highlights of the day of the shoot. Han Yun was wearing makeup in the dressing room. The photo was not added with a filter to see his natural beauty. The other picture is that the original owner was 18 years old and just became a model. At that time, the cover for the girl's version of Shiyin was taken.

It can be seen that at least in terms of looks, there is no difference between three years ago and three years later.

Guan Boyi clarified that what he said about the plastic surgery he gave to the magazine and stole the resources that originally belonged to Zuo Yufei, was self-defeating.

Zuo Yufei's fans all had painful faces, and when they came to their senses, they ran away and questioned their idols. As a result, they were expelled from the fan club, and they were hung on the wall by fan heads, thinking they were undercover fans.

Fans were extremely mentally disabled, and desperately defended: "We Feifei didn't say anything from beginning to end, what are you doing? It was our chance to Feifei! It was just stolen!"

"Poem" also contacted Zuo Yufei, hoping that he could delete Weibo and apologize in public, because this incident not only caused a reputational loss to Han Yun, but also caused a reputational loss to their magazine. Zuo Yufei's fans ran Come to their official blog, and even their editor Ruan Xingbei's Weibo, arguing, saying that their "Poem" has no eyes, collects money, bullies them to love beans, says Ruan Xingbei, a small ono model, etc ...

Seeing the situation expand, at this time the public relations of the Korean Games contacted them, and asked them to clarify.

Although the fans were slammed into the face, their faces were very painful, but this did not prevent the brain residual fans from continuing the black Korean movement.

"Such a cultureless! No literacy! Unseen wild model! What kind of fashion circle, hurriedly go back home to farm! Laugh, the national treasure is your mosquito coil?"

Because the heat was too high, it was once searched on the wheel, and it was still behind, and after a few moments, it moved up two or three places.

But it seemed that someone was spending money to remove Hot Search, so it disappeared after a while.

Zuo Yu was so angry that he began to spit smoke, and began to scold fans: "Who asked them to scold Ruan Xingbei! It's stupid! Stupid !!"

The assistant looked ugly to help him delete the comment, and said, "Brother Yu Fei, this is the writing of the other side's public relations. Use your strength to bring the firepower to the" Poem "and Ruan Xingbei, your fans. The combat effectiveness is full, as soon as the other party is misled, ... "

Zuo Yufei began to scold his mother unwillingly: "Well! What garbage stuff, add money, add money! Send him a hot search !!"

On his side, he spent money to send the tag of Han Yun and National Treasure to Hot Search. The public relations of Han Yun constantly helped him withdraw Hot Search ... Several times, the public relations fee was not enough.

"Mr. Han ..." The call came to Han Yun's mobile phone, and the other party was babbling, and was a little bit speechless. "Because you responded to a comment, sir is a bit troublesome and a bit difficult to end. Now it is already in the top ten search. , It may take five million to completely remove it ... "

It's afternoon.

At night, it is the time when the traffic is at its highest. At that time, if the situation continues to expand, there is really no way to end it.

But Han Yun's voice was still calm on the phone: "I have found a solution. Can you contact me?"

"Ok?"

"Contact the reporter and say that you will get the news. The mysterious rich businessman who took the spittoon and gave it to the Cultural Relics Bureau will once again give a precious cultural relic to the National Museum. The time is today, just two hours later, at three Bell, he will appear on time at the Cultural Relics Bureau. "

Opposite phone: "..."

According to this development, wouldn't it ... then the mysterious wealthy merchant is you?

This kind of news may seem to be of little value, but everyone is very curious about this rich man who has bought a spittoon for $ 500 million. People, it is inevitable that they are curious about this kind of character, especially the other person is still very mysterious. I didn't know who it was.

So Han Yun troubled the publicist after spreading the news, shook the ashes in the spittoon, took a McDonald's fried chicken takeaway bag, put it in the car, and went out.

He went alone.

The media squatting was only a few minutes earlier than him. Upon seeing a swaying luxury car approaching, the reporters immediately flew up and picked up the camera: "Hurry up! Come here, it should be him , To the mysterious rich man who gave the precious national treasure to the cultural relic bureau ... "

Han Yun got out of the car wearing sunglasses, the reporters did not recognize who it was at first, after all, he was not a household name, the reporters who secretly squatted just felt a little familiar, like a star ... high and high Handsome skin and white.

They sneaked away very smoothly, not only the front face of the "rich businessman", but also the picture of the rich businessman being introduced to the gate by the staff of the Cultural Relics Bureau. They saw the "rich businessman" carrying a takeaway paper bag and opened it for the staff to look at.

After the two entered, the media couldn't take the picture inside.

Han Yun carried the spittoon into the cultural relics bureau. The director of the cultural relics bureau and several archeologists were waiting for him. A camera was set up beside him. Because Fu Yuan also said on the phone, this time he did not come by himself, so the experts knew that other people came to identify.

And the possibility of eight out of ten is a genuine article.

And if the identification is genuine, the other party will give it to the National Museum for free.

So archaeologists and director Chang are very polite to him: "What do you call you?"

"My surname is Han."

"Mr. Han, good family name, Wei Chaoguo." Director Chang glanced at his take-out paper bag, and said how to take it with him, what to do if he accidentally broke it ...

Han Yun took out the spittoon.

"This is……?"

Several archaeologists opened their eyes wide and carefully touched the cultural relic: "It is exactly the same as the previous one. It should be a precious cultural relic used by the same emperor."

The camera next to it began to record the identification process.

Some experts picked up the instrument and began to check, and smudged a little white gray with their fingers.

"What kind of ash is this?"

Han Yun glanced: "Oh, it looks like mosquito-repellent ash. I was too anxious to go out and didn't clean it up."

Archeologist :? ? ?