From Evil Sect Leader to Doctor-Chapter 278 - 254: Private Museum

Xu Chunliang said, "You're taking advantage of my lack of English proficiency."

Mo Han replied, "By the way, I should let you know that the teachers at this school are all recruited from major universities, and they conduct classes entirely in English." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Xu Chunliang, with a bitter expression, said, "What if I can't understand?"

Mo Han laughed, "Does not understanding affect you getting a degree? Besides, if you understood, would you even need to go to school?"

Xu Chunliang felt that she made a lot of sense. Still, he took a few photos to send to his cousin Zhen Chun. Even though he didn't understand English, he had relatives who did. He just wanted to make sure the contract didn't have any hidden traps. One should not have malicious intentions, but one must be cautious.

Mo Han understood his actions, thinking if it were her, she wouldn't sign the contract without understanding it thoroughly either.

As Xu Chunliang waited for his cousin's response, he went to refill Mo Han's cup with coffee. Mo Han briefly explained the contents of the document to him. Xu Chunliang listened with only partial comprehension. However, Zhen Chun soon messaged back, assuring him that there were no traps, and that the scholarship was quite substantial. She also mentioned that these weren't legitimate universities but so-called 'diploma mills'. The only upside was that they were internationally recognized, causing him no harm.

Hearing his cousin's reassurance, Xu Chunliang felt relieved, signed the document, and stamped it with his fingerprint. Mo Han handed him a tissue, and as he wiped his hands, Xu Chunliang said, "I've practically sold myself to you. However, the study duration is too long. Is there any fast track? Maybe, for example, can I skip undergraduate studies and directly pursue a master's degree?"

Mo Han replied, "I'll have to go back and ask President Luan to see if he's willing to create a special program just for you."

Xu Chunliang detected the sarcasm in her voice and sighed, "You're making the conversation awkward."

Mo Han checked the admission documents and confirmed everything was in order. She said that once all the procedures were completed, she would provide him with a detailed course schedule.

Seeing how easily she handled the matter, Xu Chunliang couldn't help but ask, "Does your company also offer driving school services?"

Mo Han looked at him in surprise, "What do you mean? Don't tell me you don't even have a driver's license."

"I do, but it's a Class D license, which only allows me to drive three-wheelers."

Mo Han said, "That's basically the same as not having one. However, that's easy to fix. Leave it to me; will a Class C license do?"

"That would be great!"

"You'll need to take some ID photos anyway, since you'll need them for a student ID later."

The party school has a place to take ID photos, and Xu Chunliang took the required photos and handed them to Mo Han.

Mo Han double-checked the materials, glanced at the time, and said she had something else to do. She'd take Xu Chunliang out for a meal another time, as he'd be in Nanjiang for a month-long training and wasn't leaving anytime soon.

Xu Chunliang thought about it and didn't ask about Luan Yuchuan, deciding to wait for another opportunity.

After Mo Han left, Yan Jingsong approached with a newspaper in hand and smiled, "Xiaoxu, how about we have dinner together tonight?"

Xu Chunliang said, "If you have something to say, just say it. I have a date tonight."

Yan Jingsong said, "It's nothing in particular. Xiaoxu, I haven't seen Mei Ru Xue in the past few days."

Xu Chunliang said, "I was just about to ask you. Why did Mei Ru Xue suddenly stop attending classes?"

Mei Ru Xue is quite attractive, and she never lacks admirers wherever she goes. Yan Jingsong seems to have taken a liking to her too.

Yan Jingsong shook his head, "I thought you two were close. You're both from Hu Shan Town."

Xu Chunliang immediately knew he had sneaked a look at their records. This training is divided into two classes, and Yan Jingsong happens to be the class monitor. It's reasonable for him to care about the students in the class.

Xu Chunliang said, "She's the mayor and is probably busy with work, so she might have gone back to handle official matters."

Yan Jingsong said, "I called their town office, and she hadn't returned to work."

Upon hearing this, Xu Chunliang felt a bit annoyed. Who does he think he is? What right does he have to call someone else's workplace? Xu Chunliang snapped, "You should call Mei Ru Xue directly."

"I did, but she didn't answer," Yan Jingsong said, lowering his voice, "Xiaoxu, do you have any other way to contact her?"

Xu Chunliang looked at him, "Do you have a problem? Why are you asking about my girlfriend?"

Yan Jingsong was stunned for a moment. He had just claimed they had no relation, but now Xu Chunliang admitted she was his girlfriend. Yan Jingsong chuckled, "Don't be mad. I'm the class monitor, and I have to care about the whereabouts of all our classmates. It's what the teacher requires."

How could Xu Chunliang not see that this guy was using public office for private gain? It seems Yan Jingsong doesn't know how formidable I am. Does he want to be hospitalized for a few months for making a pass at my girlfriend?

Yan Jingsong, faced with an awkward refusal, didn't press the matter further. He chuckled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean anything else."

Xu Chunliang wasn't about to let him off easily: "Then it means nothing."

Yan Jingsong stood up awkwardly and left. Xu Chunliang shook his head, wondering why the guy didn't take the newspaper with him. His eyes fell on the newspaper, and the headline caught his attention — Longgu Culture establishes the country's first private Oracle Bone Museum.

Isn't Longgu Culture the Oracle bone research center that Bai Mushan runs? Xu Chunliang picked up the newspaper and took a look at the news.

Actually, he didn't need to read the whole article to understand. There was a photo of the opening ceremony, with Bai Mushan in traditional Tang clothing cutting the ribbon at the museum entrance alongside several guests. One of the guests caught Xu Chunliang's attention — it was Luan Yuchuan, the president of Equatorial Capital, standing in the center with Bai Mushan.

Xu Chunliang was already curious about Luan Yuchuan's miraculous recovery from coronary heart disease. Seeing him with Bai Mushan, Xu couldn't help but connect the two of them.

Bai Mushan might have some money, but he certainly isn't a super-rich individual. He is still teaching at the History Department of Pinghai Normal University, and simply relying on his salary wouldn't allow him to open a private museum.

Even Longgu Culture relies on sponsorship. Could Luan Yuchuan be his financial backer? Judging from this photo, it's very likely.

Xu Chunliang remembered when he last visited Longgu Culture and noticed that Bai Mushan looked unwell. After Xu's reminder, Bai Mushan went for a check-up and was diagnosed with liver cancer. Later, Bai Mushan chose to go abroad for treatment.

Xu Chunliang checked the date of the news report. The Oracle Bone Museum opened yesterday, which means Bai Mushan has already returned to the country. Presumably, Bai Mushan's condition has improved; otherwise, he wouldn't have the energy to get involved in the Oracle Bone Museum.

Xu Chunliang developed some interest in this private museum and decided to take a look. The museum, established by Bai Mushan, is located next to Nanjiang Normal University and integrates academic research and exhibition viewing.

This kind of museum, dedicated to collecting Oracle Bone script, is relatively niche. Although the intention is good, its audience is destined to be small. Generally, such museums are not profit-oriented and are mostly public. A private museum of this nature is surely backed by a financial consortium.

When Xu Chunliang arrived at the museum entrance, he found that there was nobody there. The museum was open for free, similar to the system in Dongzhou, requiring registration on WeChat to obtain a ticket.

Following the registration process, Xu Chunliang obtained a ticket and entered the museum, where he first saw a valuable Black Tiger Pine. It seemed Bai Mushan had a preference for Japanese gardens. During the last visit to Longgu Culture at the Nanwan Lake Cultural and Creative Park, there was a Japanese-style dry landscape garden there too.

Walking along the exhibition route, Xu Chunliang didn't see any other visitors. Generally, apart from those who specifically study Oracle Bone script, ordinary people wouldn't be interested in such a museum.

According to the museum's introduction, Bai Mushan established this Oracle Bone Museum to help ordinary people understand the ancient Chinese script culture. He hoped to use this platform to engage the public in learning about Oracle Bones and also to connect with more private artifacts.

The museum currently houses nearly two thousand pieces/sets of Oracle Bone script and related rubbings, which is already quite impressive in terms of number of exhibits.

Xu Chunliang recognized several familiar rubbings, which came from his grandfather's donation. The originals were destroyed, leaving only these rubbings, yet there was no information on the origin or donor of these pieces beside them. Xu Chunliang felt a bit displeased. It's important to remember the source of your benefits, and Bai Mushan seemed to have completely forgotten this.

On the other hand, this also proved that the entrusted person by his grandfather back then wasn't trustworthy.

When Xu Chunliang stepped into the west hall, he saw a middle-aged man viewing with a magnifying glass, deeply focused. Xu Chunliang instantly recognized him as Liang Baxian, the head of the archives at the Dongzhou Museum.

Xu Chunliang didn't disturb him and thought to himself that this Liang Baxian was the person in charge when his grandfather donated that batch of dragon bones. On his previous visit to the Dongzhou Museum, Xu made a point to visit him. According to Liang's claim back then, he wasn't very familiar with Bai Mushan and had barely stayed in touch over the years.

But if what he said was true, why would he appear in this place? Xu Chunliang glanced at the rubbings Liang was focusing on, which were also part of his grandfather's Oracle Bone donations.

Liang Baxian was so absorbed that, as he shook his head and prepared to view the next exhibit, he was startled to find someone standing beside him. Liang, looking somewhat bewildered, said, "You are...?"

Xu Chunliang smiled and said, "Director Liang, don't you remember me? We've met before."

Liang Baxian adjusted his glasses, saying, "No wonder you look somewhat familiar." He still couldn't recall who Xu Chunliang was.

Xu Chunliang wasn't in a rush to introduce himself: "Is Director Liang on a business trip?"

Liang Baxian replied, "A friend invited me to visit…" Only then did he finally remember: "You look like that Xiaoxu from Huichun Hall, Elder Xu's grandson."

Xu Chunliang smiled, "Director Liang, how forgetful you are with important people."

Liang Baxian extended his hand and enthusiastically shook Xu Chunliang's hand. "I'm no important person; getting old makes my memory worse, how embarrassing!"

While shaking hands, Xu Chunliang said, "Do you still remember this rubbing?"

Liang Baxian replied, "Of course, this was donated by your grandfather, Elder Xu."