He is the richest man in Beijing and the first Ferrari owner in China.
Overnight, his brother betrayed him and the curator set up a trap. He fell from the clouds into the abyss, and became a prisoner on the charge of smuggling national treasures.
After three years in prison, a dying old restorer told him that the person who framed him had hundreds of national treasures stolen from museums, including an authentic painting by Fan Kuan, of which there were no more than ten in the world.
He faked his death and escaped, hiding his name for twenty years. He returned to Beijing from Nanyang, stood in front of his enemies with a smile, and called "Brother Mingyuan".
This is not one man's revenge. This is the stolen memory of a country and the last bottom line of a nation.
Twenty years later, the king returns. What he wants to get back is not just his own things. Open this book and see how a rich man fell into the abyss and came back from hell.
Here are the madness and true feelings of the 1990s, the unknown slang and rules of the antique circle, the life-and-death battle between tomb robbers and treasure protectors, and the struggle and awakening of a generation of Chinese people facing the loss of national treasures.
This is not a story about money. This is a story about "roots".
