Someone once said that when you succeed, you will find that there are good people everywhere in the world.

Xu Ang used to not believe this sentence, but now he believes it.

When what happened in Panjiayuan spread rapidly in the form of interesting stories, and someone found out Xu Ang's identity, the threshold of Xu Ang's family was almost flattened by the soles of good people in the next few days.

Good people came to Xu Ang’s house one after another. They either understood the reason or moved them with emotion, from the righteousness of the country to the national emotions, from personal gains and losses to the public interests, and analyzed Xu Ang from all aspects from multiple angles, trying to stuff five hundred yuan and a banner into his hands.

As a young man born in New China and raised under the Red Banner, how could Xu Ang make good people spend so much money?

It costs another five hundred yuan, and it is also a bannerman, so who do you think of him Xu Ang as?

A dignified successor can not be shaken by five hundred yuan and pennants.

Xu Ang was very moved by the kindness of the good people and then rejected them.

"Our family is not a person who takes advantage of it. They also take your money and ask you to make banners for our family. In the end, the things have to be kept with you with great effort. This is not suitable."

Xu Ang said so.

"According to me, you should go back and forth from wherever you go. Take care of your own acre of land, and don't worry about my cabbage."

Xu Ang added to the person who insisted on being entangled and asked someone to see him off.

"The things I bought through legitimate channels are legal and compliant. Before they can get warmed up in my hands, they just want to take them away. How can they get such a big face? I am not familiar with them, so why should I sell their face?"

He has the same attitude towards Xu Ang, who is unfamiliar with people, and he still has the same attitude towards Lao Meng.

Lao Meng didn't want to wade into this muddy water, but someone heard that he was getting close to Xu Ang and came to him, so he had to come.

"As a national treasure, it is always safer to store it in the museum by professionals. It is always safer than collecting it yourself. Besides, if you collect it, you can only appreciate it yourself. It is better to contribute it so that more people can appreciate this national treasure."

Not to mention Xu Ang’s feelings, even Lao Meng, who said this, felt that he was unconvincing.

Fortunately, Lao Meng was just here to go through the motions and did his best, and he did not have to convince Xu Ang. Therefore, he kept sneering at Xu Ang after hearing this, Lao Meng did not have any negative emotions such as anger.

He said to Xu Ang: "I have brought the words for you to help me. What should I do is your business, and you don't have to worry about my thoughts."

"This is not a matter of ignorance, nor is it that I like to hold good things in my hands and are reluctant to contribute to society. It's because I think this is really not good."

After all, he had a friendship with Lao Meng, so Xu Ang was too lazy to explain if he was the other person.

"In the past, when everyone's salary was only a few yuan or a cent, five hundred yuan was a large sum, which means that the people who handed over cultural relics were willing to spend a lot of money to reward them."

"When you can buy two bags of sour plum powder for a cent, so that the children can have a happy snack, the 500 yuan is still a huge sum, and everyone is happy to hand it over."

"When sour plum powder costs five cents to buy a bag, 500 yuan is not a small amount, but at that time there were fewer people willing to hand over it."

"At present, a bag of sour plum powder costs one yuan to buy, and the attractiveness of 500 yuan is not that great. With the rise of the antique market, ordinary people know that the old items at home can be sold for a lot of money, and how many of them are still voluntarily handed over?"

"The times are developing, people's cognition is improving, and consumption level is also growing, but the reward is still 500 yuan. How do you think?"

Lao Meng was speechless.

When the reward standard was first formulated, 500 yuan was a huge sum, and the boss really had the idea of ​​the person who gave the cultural relics with a heavy reward. But after so many years, the reward standard has been standing still, and the people will mutter: Does the boss not pay attention to this? I chose to hand in 500 yuan, and I chose to replace the old items with thousands or even tens of thousands. If I chose the former, I suffered losses in my income, I would be called a fool by many people.

The common people are the best at living and are also the best at voting with their feet.

"We are already responding to the above issues regarding the reward standards, and I believe there will be an answer soon."

After Lao Meng said this, Xu Ang should be happy.

He knew that, not to mention now, even after twenty or thirty years, the reward standards cannot be improved.

"I won't mention this, how did you design my house?"

Xu Ang took the initiative to end the unpleasant topic.

"Don't worry, only slow work can be done."

Lao Meng's words made Xu Ang chase people directly: "Go to do your business, don't run away in front of me before you finish your work. You are still a professor at Peking University. Don't know that you can't be lazy in front of your boss? Get out of here, don't want to see you."

Xu Ang smiled and shouted and drove himself out. Not only did Lao Meng not get angry, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

This relationship is good, let those people see it. I came to Xu Ang to talk to him at their request, but Xu Ang was driven away without hesitation. Who dares to say that I didn't do my best?

Later, someone used this incident to disturb me, and I also had a reason to shirk it.

As a literati, Lao Meng is also shameless. I can’t let me eat twice on the same person’s hands and lose face twice.

After Lao Meng left, Fang Shuying went down from the second floor to the living room on the first floor. She said dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it just a beautiful stone? This one comes to search for and that comes to search. Why do these people have such thick skin? Why do we have to hand over the things that I bought right away when they open their mouths?"

He was disturbed for several days in a row. Some people even asked someone to bring her a message when Fang Shuying was working in kindergarten, trying to make her persuade Xu Ang, which made Fang Shuying feel bad about these people.

My son spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy things, and you just want to take them away for 500 yuan. Why?

Fang Shuying didn't understand what those people said about cultural relics, antiques, national treasures, etc., so she just accepted one reason, that is, the country would not let the people suffer. If someone caused the people to suffer under the banner of the country, it must be that this person had a problem.

Xu Ang said to his mother who felt that the jade cabbage felt good and liked to hold it in his hand and rub it and play with it: "Mom, you are right. Whether it is jade or jade, it is essentially stone. If you say that they are different from ordinary stones, they are just better-looking. Objects like jade cabbage are for people to play with, and they are not historically meaningful cultural relics like bronze cabbages. If we keep them, we will keep them, and we don't have to worry about those guys who are secretly ulterior motives."

Perhaps it was the news that some custodians who were exposed in later generations that made Xu Ang not trust the museum so much. He always believed that it would be better for his own things to be kept by himself.
Chapter completed!