Incident Involving an Ancient Painting

The teachers' office and the classrooms were not in the same building, so on her way to class, Qiao Yue heard a lot of gossip about her.

When she reached the classroom, the bell for the second period rang.

Qiao Yue's eyes scanned the classroom before she picked a corner seat by the window. She sat there and waited for the first class of her college life to begin.

But for some reason, the teacher was late.

After the first period, news about Qiao Yue being sent to school by Qiao Ze had spread like wildfire. Added to that was Qiao Yue's good looks. It didn't take long for people to find out more about Qiao Yue; her photo went viral on the school forum.

When the students in the classroom saw that their new classmate was Qiao Yue, everyone began to discuss.

"Look, that's Qiao Yue! Did he transfer to our class? I think he's even more handsome in person than in photos!" A girl glanced at Qiao Yue secretly and muttered like a fangirl.

Another girl who sounded cold and aloof replied, "He's good-looking, but his family background isn't that great. "

"Fifth young master Qiao! Such a background is not good enough?" A male voice feigning amazement interrupted the girls' conversation.

"What fifth young master Qiao? Didn't the Qiao family have only four? There's no fifth young master, the fifth child is Qiao Ying!"

"Is your wi-fi 2G? It's all over the school forum. This morning, Qiao Ze personally sent his brother to school and was even prepared to walk him in!"

"Wow! Did Qiao Ze come to our school?"

"Yes, yes. I saw him but there were too many people, so I couldn't squeeze in."

"We are going off topic. What do you mean by Qiao Yue's family background isn't good?"

"It's just that he was born out of wedlock when his mother eloped with a man and he grew up in the countryside. I heard that someone dug up Qiao Yue's past. He's not a good person."

"Tell us the details."

Gossip was always something people were interested in. It didn't matter if one was an ordinary folk or a so-called rich and powerful person, once there was gossip, no one cared about etiquette.

Meanwhile, the person at the center of the gossip was playing Tetris on her phone with a bored expression.

Suddenly, a message popped up on the screen. Qiao Yue was distracted only for a moment, and the sound of "game over" came from the game.

"Boss, we have an emergency!"

"Tell me."

As soon as Qiao Yue sent the message, a call came in.

The moment Qiao Yue walked out, the discussion in the classroom became louder.

"What happened?" Qiao Yue asked.

"Boss, I'm going to die, I'm really going to die. A server in my shop accidentally spilled tea on a customer's ancient painting."

From the moment the person on the other end of the phone said the first word, Qiao Yue's right eye started to twitch.

"Oh? You can just buy the painting."

Qiao Yue believed that anything that could be solved with money was not a big deal.

"No, I can't! The customer won't sell it. He even said that he only wanted the painting. If it isn't fixed, he would smash the shop and spread the word that we intentionally destroyed his painting."

Qiao Yue rubbed her temples when she heard the sobbing voice on the phone.

"Give me the address."

" 117 Guang Hua Street, Yayi Club."

...

When Qiao Yue arrived, Chu Jia was already waiting for her at the door. This girl named Chu Jia was the one who delivered the guns to Qiao Yue together with the big guy.

"What's the situation?"

"This customer came to our shop to discuss long-term maintenance of his painting. When he got up, he knocked into a waitress who was serving tea and then tea spilled on his painting."

"Is it a large area?"

"Yes, because the painting was rolled up, there are many places that got wet."

"How much is it worth?"

"The customer said that he bought the painting at an auction abroad for 190 million yuan."

After understanding the situation in general, Qiao Yue formulated the basics of how they could restore the painting.

The moment Chu Jia pushed open the door, they could hear the discussion among a few conservator-restorers. After all, this was an expensive painting, and no one dared to repair it without a definite plan.

A bald man was anxiously pacing around the table, urging the conservator-restorers to repair the painting.

Qiao Yue casually looked around the room and saw a crying girl kneeling beside the big guy who was inseparable from Chu Jia.

"Hurry up! I bought this painting for 190 million yuan! If you guys don't do anything, the tea will seep even more!"

"Boss Li, we can only try our best to repair it."

"What do you mean by try your best? I want my original painting back! Are you deaf? And you, you who have no eyes, of all places, why did you have to stand beside me!" The bald man raised his hand as he spoke, ready to slap the waitress.