The World's Richest Man: Start with the Daily Intelligence System

183: Chapter 183 System Update”I’m fine, I’m not drunk. You brat, get back to the private room!” The man with the big gold chain was slurring his words, yet he still forced himself to stand tall, his voice laced with drunkenness.

Hearing the conversation, Tang Yi chuckled to himself, ”Oh, so this is the legendary Brother Tian Tian. My luck is pretty good today; I actually ran into him.”

He hid silently by the doorway and watched as the man with the big gold chain staggered in alone, while the bald man obediently headed toward the private room.

Tang Yi quietly closed the restroom door, then with lightning speed, grabbed a plastic bucket from the corner and slammed it onto the head of the man with the big gold chain, followed by a ”storm-like” beating.

The man with the big gold chain was beaten until he spun like a top, stumbling and disoriented, unable to even let out a scream.

Every punch Tang Yi threw carried full force, as if he were venting all his recent frustrations.

After the beating, Tang Yi washed his hands nonchalantly, thinking happily to himself, ”That was worth it! It’s been a long time since I felt this satisfied.”

Before leaving, he thoughtfully placed a ”Cleaning in progress, please detour” sign at the door, fearing that others might step into the ”minefield” and cause unnecessary trouble.

Returning to the private room, Tang Yi didn’t say a word, grabbed Zhang Wei, and walked out, leaving the hostess in the room looking bewildered, completely unaware of what had happened.

After leaving the clubhouse, Tang Yi let out a long sigh of relief, secretly feeling smug, ”I’ve finally vented that anger!” The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

The next day, having nothing to do, Zhang Wei decided to visit the Palace Museum in T City by himself.

As soon as he stepped through the museum gates, he was deeply captivated by the scene before him.

The pale blue glazed tile roofs shimmered in the sunlight, covering the beige walls, as if instantly transporting him back to the Palace Museum in China.

He enthusiastically visited the three national treasures: the Jadeite Cabbage, the Mao Gong Ding, and the Dongpo Pork-shaped Stone.

After seeing them, Zhang Wei felt that the Jadeite Cabbage and the Mao Gong Ding excelled in their fine craftsmanship, looking so real that they could be mistaken for the actual objects.

In terms of cultural relic value, the Mao Gong Ding was undoubtedly the leader among the ”three treasures.”

Its value as a cultural relic was not just reflected in its antiquity, but more so in its calligraphic and historical significance.

Zhang Wei preferred the Song and Yuan calligraphy and paintings, the five great official kilns, the enamel-colored porcelains, and a few bronze vessels in the collection.

He was deeply impressed by Yan Zhenqing’s ”Draft of a Requiem to My Nephew,” where the brushwork throughout surged with emotion, the calligraphy was magnificent and imposing, and the strokes were bold and fluid, completed in one breath.

It is known alongside the Eastern Jin dynasty Wang Xizhi’s ”Preface to the Poems Collected from the Orchid Pavilion” and the Northern Song dynasty Su Shi’s running script ”Cold Food Observance” as the ”Three Great Running Scripts Under Heaven.”

During the visit, Zhang Wei’s thoughts were drawn into various segments of history.

Back in the day, with the retreat of the Nationalist government, what they took away was not just gold, silver, and these precious cultural relics, but also a large number of scholars and intellectuals.

According to later statistics, apart from more than a dozen well-known figures such as Hu Shi and Mei Yiqi, a large number of scholars chose to remain in China, such as Chen Yinke and Zhang Boling.

The library materials and experimental equipment in various research institutes and universities were also almost entirely preserved.

It was precisely because of the persistence of these intellectuals that the culture and vitality of China were able to continue.

After visiting the Palace Museum, Zhang Wei’s mood remained unsettled for a long time.

He walked aimlessly along Zhishan Road, and before he knew it, evening had arrived.

Zhang Wei casually found a noodle shop by the roadside and ordered a steaming bowl of T City beef noodles.

The rich broth and chewy noodles made him eat with great relish.

Coming out of the noodle shop, he burped with satisfaction. He hadn’t walked more than two steps when a warm greeting reached his ears.

”Handsome, come in and take a look. We have all kinds of rare treasures here!” A middle-aged proprietress stood at the entrance of an antique shop, waving at him with a beaming smile.

Seeing Zhang Wei walk in, the proprietress trotted into the shop and immediately picked up a mask from the counter to pitch it to him.

”This is an incredible treasure!” The proprietress smiled broadly, her tone filled with a hint of showiness. ”This mask, it was excavated from that famous Sanxingdui site in S City. It’s a genuine Neolithic cultural relic.”

As she spoke, she carefully handed the mask to Zhang Wei.

”They came across the ocean with dozens of ships, flowing out from that place, Wufeng.” The proprietress lowered her voice, a mysterious glint flashing in her eyes.

Zhang Wei took the mask and examined it carefully. The eyebrows and eyes of the mask were delicately hollowed out, the contours of the ears were rounded and fine, the bridge of the nose was high with smooth lines, and the mouth was large and slightly open.

He couldn’t help but lightly place the mask on his face, and was surprised to find that it fit surprisingly well, as if it had been custom-made.

Zhang Wei couldn’t help but laugh and lightly tapped the mask. The mask emitted a crisp ”ding-ding-ding” sound, as if it were made of stone.

”Handsome, this is made of white jade.” Seeing that Zhang Wei seemed interested in the mask, the proprietress quickly added.

Zhang Wei had been exposed to many antiques and knew a thing or two about the trade, so he asked, ”Proprietress, how much for this mask?”

”It’s not expensive, 100,000 New Taiwan Dollars.” The proprietress held up a finger to indicate the number one.

Zhang Wei put down the mask and turned to walk toward the hundred-dollar shelf at the shop entrance, which was filled with all kinds of small antique items, all priced at 100 New Taiwan Dollars.

He rummaged through one of the baskets for a while, and his gaze finally landed on an earring.

The earring looked like it had a gold setting and was inlaid with three beads. Although he couldn’t tell the origin of the beads, the quality of the beads looked smooth and lustrous, each one plump, appearing exceptionally delicate and cute.

It was a pity that after looking for a long time, there was only one earring.

”Proprietress, are the items here all 100 yuan each?” Zhang Wei pointed to the shelf to confirm.

”Handsome, why don’t you take another look at this mask? It really fits your face shape.” The proprietress wouldn’t give up and was still trying hard to sell the mask.

Zhang Wei had already made up his mind. He picked out that earring from the pile of small items and said, ”I’ll take this one.”

The moment he took the earring, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his head.

”Detected that the Host has picked up a gold-inlaid eastern pearl earring without relying on the system’s help. System update initiated.”

Immediately after, the system’s update content reached his ears: ”When the Host is on Wawa Island, three pieces of intelligence will be obtained at 12:00 midnight every day, and the scope of the intelligence includes the entire territory of Wawa Island.”

Zhang Wei was overjoyed. He didn’t expect this casual choice to bring such an unexpected harvest.

He smiled, paid, and walked out of the antique shop with the earring, already looking forward to the new intelligence the system update would bring.

T City under the night sky was like a slowly unfolding dynamic painting.

Neon lights flickered and danced, outlining the majestic silhouettes of high-rise buildings, appearing particularly eye-catching in the deep Night Color.

On the streets, various cars and buses wove in and out, forming the bustling scene unique to a modern city.

And those energetic young people, riding cool motorcycles, sped through the traffic like streaks of lightning, leaving behind a trail of roaring sounds.