Rebirth in the 50s: The Couple with the Hidden Space novel Chapter 1237

Chapter 1237: Chapter 1110: Hard to Speak Of?

As soon as they left the living room, Zhang Guoqing followed his buddies into the study.

"When are Ping’an and his brothers coming back?"

This question had been asked by several people today already, Zhang Guoqing laughed and glanced at him sideways, "Soon."

Yi Jiefang, hearing this, looked at the door and subconsciously lowered his voice, "Jiao Jiao still doesn’t know where the kids went for their internships, right?"

Zhang Guoqing shook his head.

His wife surely had an idea, but she didn’t want to say it out loud.

"That’s good."

Zhang Guoqing smiled noncommittally.

"Actually, I wanted to take my wife out with you guys today, but who knew you’d all be gone."

Zhang Guoqing rolled his eyes at him, "Why didn’t you say it at the workplace yesterday? You could’ve called me a bit earlier this morning."

"Let’s not talk about that," Yi Jiefang touched his nose.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqing teased, "Is that guilty behavior? Did you sleep in because you were hugging your wife?"

Yi Jiefang, annoyed and embarrassed, glared at him, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Zhang Guoqing raised an eyebrow, smiling but saying nothing.

"Alright, let me tell you something."

Zhang Guoqing gestured for him to start.

Yi Jiefang cleared his throat, "The buddies want to buy a house, they’ve already put the word out."

Zhang Guoqing restrained his smile, tilted his head, and thought for a moment: "Help me inquire too, keeping money idle isn’t right."

"You’ve got so many yards already, want to buy more?"

"Just two yards, but they’re still state-owned, nothing excessive. I have three sons; whether or not they get housing from their workplaces in the future, there should be reservations."

"Okay, I’ll keep an eye out." With that said, Yi Jiefang fell silent.

Zhang Guoqing watched him curiously, "Hard to say?"

Yi Jiefang shook his head amusingly, "I don’t know if I should bring this up."

Zhang Guoqing assessed his expression, "How much is lacking?"

"It’s not about money," Yi Jiefang had no secrets to keep from him.

An old friend he made years ago came over quietly last night to tell him something on the grapevine.

Now, these things are stored in a secluded place, all ownerless. They want to deal with some of them cheaply. They certainly won’t claim any items for themselves, but they can pocket some money from the sales.

Zhang Guoqing, hearing this, didn’t hurry to answer. He tapped his fingers a few times before saying, "You want them?"

"Even if we don’t, outsiders will get them."

Zhang Guoqing frowned slightly, "If you really want them, you can only keep some calligraphy, paintings, or antique furniture that you particularly like. Other national treasure-level artifacts should be donated to the state after these years have passed."

Yi Jiefang was stunned; why donate things that were paid for?

"Why?"

Zhang Guoqing knew he hadn’t thought of a certain point, so he had to explain carefully, "There’s no wall in the world that can stop the wind, and since they’re on the grapevine, many knowledgeable people are aware."

"We all know that someday these antiques and artifacts will be valuable, but collecting things from scrap stations or the black market is usually no big deal. Not many marks are left behind there.

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