"If I can't, Mom won't call you."
After hearing her son's eager voice, Song Weilan was even more proud than having made a tens of billions of business, "Mom's friend is the sixth heir to the British royal family, you can go to the UK to find her after you finish your business, and she will take you to the British Museum."
"Are you sure the things are in the British Museum?" Ye Tian calmed down at this time, his mind was spinning rapidly, "Mom, I see...... Don't look for your friends yet, I'll try to see if there are any other channels."
If he saw the "Tui Bei Tu" through that royal person, and then this thing disappeared, it would be difficult for Ye Tian to wash away the suspicion, so it would be better to sneak into the British Museum directly to "smooth" the thing.
As the saying goes, stealing books is an elegant thief, not to mention that this object was originally snatched from China, and Ye Tian would never have the slightest psychological burden to do this kind of thing.
"Ye Tian, what do you want to do?"
Although she didn't spend a long time with her son, Ye Tian hesitated, Song Weilan suddenly realized that something was wrong, and quickly said: "Don't think about anything else, Mom doesn't want to have anything to do with those international art thieves."
In the world's top rich circles, there are many people who are willing to spend a lot of money for precious artworks, which has led to the creation of an industry, that is, international art thieves.
The artworks that were originally available for the world to see were hidden in the private collections of some people through these thieves, causing the loss of many precious works of art, and also making these people notorious in international collections, which is very despicable.
"Mom, where are you going? How could I use those people?"
With his means, even if he couldn't steal secretly, even if he robbed it, he could snatch the fragment from the British Museum.
"You are not a good person anyway!"
Song Weilan ignored her son's stubble and said: "I agreed with Elizabeth, if the collection is true, I will exchange a Picasso painting for it, don't use those crooked brains."
"Really? Hey, Mom, you are so great......"
After hearing his mother's words, Ye Tian couldn't help but laugh, it seems that there is a rich mother who is really good, as for what Picasso's paintings, in Ye Tian's eyes, they are not even as good as toilet paper, and they cannot be compared with "Pushing the Back".
"You kid don't talk nonsense, when will you go and tell your mother in advance?" Although Song Weilan's tone was not pleasant, she had a smile on her face, which could make her son happy, and she was willing even if she went bankrupt.
"Mom, what else are you waiting for? I'm flying to London today, you can arrange it now!"
Except for the spirit stones used for cultivation, there are few things in this world that can make Ye Tian's heart move, there is no doubt that the "Push Back Diagram" is one of them, anyway, there are still three days before the conference of the superpowers held in Switzerland, Ye Tian wants to go to London first to determine this matter.
"I'm such a big person, and I'm still so frizzy when I do things!"
Song Weilan scolded her son angrily, but still agreed, "Okay, I'll call Elizabeth now, you remember her contact information, if the collection is real, Mom will help you trade it!"
"Okay, thank you, Mom, come on, give me a kiss!"
Ye Tian hung up the phone amidst Song Weilan's laughter and scolding, turned his face to look at Zhou Xiaotian, and said: "Xiaotian, you go to the airport with me now, and then go back to the capital to the courtyard to get me from Shennongjia and put on the scrap tape, and then fly straight to London, let's meet in London!"
Compared with the upcoming conference of supernatural beings, Ye Tian's expectations for the unity of pushing back diagrams are even greater, and perhaps the things that have been bothering Master Li Shanyuan can be answered in his own hands.
Seeing Ye Tian so anxious, Zuo Jiajun personally drove him and Zhou Xiaotian to the airport, and after Zhou Xiaotian left on a flight to the capital, Ye Tian's private jet from his mother also applied for a flight and flew in the direction of the UK.
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"You are Mr. Ye Tian!" When Ye Tian walked out of London International Airport, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes greeted him and said in a low voice: "My name is Hu Hu, I am the political counselor of the Mainland Embassy in the UK, Mr. Ye, the car is ready."
"These people are really ...... Are you afraid that I won't go to Switzerland?"
Ye Tian shook his head, he received a call from the relevant department on the plane, saying that someone would answer it after getting off the plane, and the call was made by Chairman Yue himself.
Ye Tian also has a certain understanding of the diplomatic level, and in consulates abroad, in addition to the ambassador, the political counselor can be photographed second.
As one of the five permanent members, the status of the United Kingdom is far from comparable to that of some small country consulates.
"My job is just to serve Mr. Yip."
Just over three hours ago, Hu Hu received a call from Chairman Yue himself to explain the reception task to him, so even though Ye Tian was very young, Hu Hu did not dare to neglect half a slightly.
After driving out of the airport in a car with a consulate license plate, Hu Hu said: "Mr. Ye, I heard that you are coming to London for the first time? It's one of the four largest cities in the world, and if you need it, I can arrange everything in London for you!"
Hu Hu received instructions to meet all the young man's requirements during his stay in the UK and send him on a plane to Switzerland.
Of course, the above asked Hu Hu to follow Ye Tian as much as possible, because for Ye Tian's destructive ability, even those domestic bigwigs are also very troublesome.
"The birthplace of vampires? Hehe, it's a bit interesting here!"
Ever since he got off the plane, Ye Tian felt that the air here seemed to be filled with two completely different breaths.
Around some magnificent churches, there was a power of faith similar to Buddhism, but when Ye Tian's consciousness wandered around some alley bars, he could clearly sense the aura that resembled that of Count Kurt.
"Vampire? Mr. Ye is kidding, right? How can there be such a creature in the world?" Hu Hu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "But there are many vampire-themed bars in the UK, if you want to experience this culture, I can take you there at night!"
"No, I'm not very interested in that creature." Ye Tian shook his head, looked at the watch on his wrist, and said, "I made an appointment with someone to meet at the British Museum in half an hour, can I drive it?"
Song Weilan is very efficient in doing things, and when Ye Tian was still on the plane, she had already helped him make an appointment to meet someone, showing her strong influence in the world.
Although the British royal family is not as good as before, it is still respected by the British, and it is also one of the most influential royal families in the world except for Arab countries.
"No problem, Mr. Ye, you will definitely arrive on time." Hu Hu nodded, slapped the steering wheel, turned into a fork, and after running a few red lights in a row, a British police car chased after him from behind.
"Damn, is it so good to have diplomatic immunity?"
Seeing that Hu Hu didn't pay attention to the shouts of the police car behind him at all, and ran all the way, Ye Tian was also a little speechless, seeing that the time given by himself was a bit harsh, forcing the diplomat to take the initiative to violate the laws of other countries.
"Mr. Ye, I'm here, I hope I haven't delayed your business."
When there were still five minutes left before half an hour, Hu Hu parked the car at the door of the British Museum, handed a business card to Ye Tian, and said: "I will deal with the police in the back, Mr. Ye, please call me after you have done your business."
"The car is driving well, I think you are really not as good as being a military attaché as a counselor."
Ye Tian laughed and got out of the car, but he didn't know that the identity of this political counselor was very special, he was originally a member of a certain Eighth Bureau in China, and he also had a military rank status, otherwise Chairman Yue would not have been able to call him directly.
dialed the Elizabeth. After Ms. Windsor's call, Ye Tian was taken to the internal office of the British Museum by a museum staff, and the two walked for five minutes just through the corridor of the main hall.
"Grandma's, it's really a robber country, I'm afraid the things in it were all snatched from other countries, right?"
Looking at the various booths and dazzling arrays of exhibits, Ye Tian understood the origin of this country, from the stone carvings of ancient Greek temples to the golden masks of ancient Egypt, as well as many cultural relics from China, all of which were expounding the history of a robber making a fortune.
"Oh, you are Mary's son, God, you and Mary look so much alike!"
When Ye Tian came to the room where the curator's office was hanging, a woman in her forties with an elegant temperament stood up, and her slightly exaggerated words also let Ye Tian know her mother's somewhat vulgar English name.
"Aunt Windsor, you are even more beautiful than your mother said!"
Ye Tian knew that praising a woman for being beautiful abroad was definitely not a hooligan, and the compliment that didn't cost money was immediately sent away.
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