Xiao Feng and the others looked at Zhao Guo'an with a strange expression, thinking, has this guy lost his mind?
With so much junk lying around, even scrap collectors might not want it. If this can be called a treasure, then wouldn't the piles of trash at the recycling center be gold mines?
But at this moment, they saw Zhao Guo'an storming angrily into the house, looking like he was ready to have a showdown with Shao Wenxing.
"Wait a minute!"
Xiao Feng stopped him, having seen before how Zhao Guo'an was afraid of death and valued his life, and knew he wasn't the type to voluntarily put himself in danger. Clearly, he was truly upset this time.
"What's going on?" Xiao Feng asked.
Zhao Guo'an opened his palm and said angrily, "Take this scale beam used by Le Xianyang, for example. In our industry, it's a gem; for the country, it's a national treasure witnessing history.
Yet, such a good item was thrown into the yard like garbage, which is blatant disrespect!"
