Master Jiu, my wife is wearing countless vests!

At seven o'clock in the morning, Long Qingcheng didn't wake up until ten o'clock. He looked at his mobile phone and saw that they were all Chu Liu's calls. There were three of them. Maybe he knew something was going on and didn't call again.

She probably went to bed after taking a shower, and she didn't know what time Di Yuan went to bed.

After washing up, putting on the clothes prepared by Yingxue, he went downstairs.

Di Yuanjue downstairs heard the sound, raised his head slightly, looked at the girl who came down and smiled lightly, "Are you up? Breakfast is ready. Do you want Chinese or Western food?"

“Chinese food.”

Long Qingcheng yawned and walked over and sat down next to Di Yuanjue, "Have you changed your dressing?"

"Well, it's changed." Di Yuanjue put down the newspaper in his hand and answered Long Qingcheng. Shadow Wind on one side also quickly went to find the chef to serve the meal.

Breakfast has been reheated in less than half an hour and has been reheated several times.

This is not breakfast, it should be lunch.

"I'm going to the Xiao Cang Museum after dinner. Do you want to stay at home?"

"There's something going on at the company, I'll be there soon."

Long Qingcheng nodded calmly, knowing that Di Yuan was not just managing an imperial family, but also had a huge Xuanyuan family behind him.

Long Qingcheng was held by Di Yuanjue's hand, and the man's warmth came from his palm. While the two were talking, the food on the table was ready, and the two walked over holding hands.

When he was almost done eating, Di Yuanjue put down his bowls and chopsticks, picked up a square towel from the side, wiped his mouth, raised his head, his evil eyes were noble and mysterious, "Should I pick you up tonight?"

"You have a good rest, I can come back by myself." Long Qingcheng refused. What he needed now was more rest, and he couldn't refuse.

It seemed that if he dared to force her, she would definitely get angry.

Di Yuanjue sighed and could only arrange for Yingxue to protect Long Qingcheng.

-

At nine o'clock in the morning, Long Qingcheng arrived at Xiaocang Museum.

It's just a street away from Beijing University and only a five-minute walk away.

Xiaocang Museum is a branch from the main museum. A small number of exhibits are displayed here. There is no cost here and it is free. On Saturdays and Sundays, many families will bring their children to watch for free, and occasionally people will be arranged to explain the origins of cultural relics.

This weekend, there were many people in front of the museum. Long Qingcheng came in through the back door, and the person who received her was Chu Liu.

Chu Liu introduced the people in, looking very apologetic. He turned sideways and explained to Long Qingcheng why the master had not come, "A small ancient tomb was discovered in the suburbs of Beijing last night. The master brought it with him early this morning. People have passed, otherwise Master would have come in person today, and there would be no other choice but to ask me to come over to receive Senior Sister today."

"It's okay, business matters." Long Qingcheng tugged on his black sun protection clothing, looking cold and casual, and followed Chu Liu into the yard.

In addition to the guide, a curator, and two clerks, there are not many people in the museum.

But today, a dozen or so big guys came from the main museum, and they were treated almost flatteringly, for fear of not being well received.

They are all the best restorers of ancient paintings in the museum, and the others are their apprentices. Today, the curator ordered the paintings to be moved here, and they will be restored from here in the future. The people who restored the paintings have even been found.

They didn't hear anything, so why did they find it?

Are there people in this world who are more powerful than them? There are paintings that they can't repair well that others can repair, and they really want to see them.

So today, while the curator went to the ancient tomb, they came without permission.

After all, their industry is very cold and there are few people. If there was such a genius, word would have spread throughout the world.

-

On the second floor, Ying Lei opened the door while talking about ancient paintings, "Senior sister, I have assigned you two assistants. If anything happens, you can instruct them at will..." He stepped out as if joking. , walked in, "Of course, one of the assistants is me, and the other one is inside. I'll give you..." Before he said the word introduction, he looked at the small room filled with nearly a dozen people, He was dumbfounded.

He pursed his lips and asked, "Deputy Director, Teacher Liu, Teacher Zhang, why are you here too?"

The deputy director coughed and said, "Isn't there something going on with the director? We're here today to see who restored the painting, specifically to express our gratitude."

No need to thank you, I think you just want to see people.

Just when Chu Liu wanted to introduce his senior sister, he saw nothing behind him.

Long Qingcheng stopped behind Chu Liu with an indifferent expression. He glanced at the others calmly, and then saw the landscape paintings spread out on the big table on the right.

She had no intention of making friends with anyone, so she walked over indifferently.

"Senior sister, senior sister..." Chu Liu couldn't follow, so he was really embarrassed and said, "This is my senior sister. She is the curator's apprentice, but she is not engaged in the industry of ancient painting restorer."

A questioning voice sounded, "I'm not engaged in the industry of restoring ancient paintings, so I have less contact with them. Can you really restore them? This is an ancient painting, a priceless treasure."

Everyone was waiting for Long Qingcheng's answer, but Long Qingcheng turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and ignored him completely.

The girl questioning in front of her was Zhou Yuan, the most proud female disciple of the deputy curator. How could she have ever been so angry before, "Hey, are you deaf? What should I ask you?"

Long Qingcheng's eyes were dark and cold, and his tone was calm, "I was invited to repair the painting, not to prove my ability to you. Chu Liu, please help me. I am pressed for time and have something to do in the afternoon. I don't want to waste my time. On things that don’t matter.”

Chu Liu knew his senior sister's temper, but after not seeing her for a long time, her temper was even worse than before.

Zhou Yuan's face turned pale with anger, but she still had to maintain her upbringing. Twenty years of upbringing taught her to speak softly, not to speak loudly, and not to curse. But now she just wants to curse, who the hell are you? You don’t even care about the ancient painting restoration masters. You are such a fool.

The deputy director coughed twice. He didn't expect the little girl to be so temperamental, "I've heard about you. Old Lin said you were a genius. He always regretted that you didn't go down this path."

Long Qingcheng took off his sun protection clothes and replied calmly, "I also heard him tell you that there were only two people in the archeology department in your class, and they were all geniuses. After graduation, you even ended up in the same museum. It was fate. It’s pretty deep.”

She got dressed and chased people away, "Everyone, why don't we talk after I finish work?"

Chu Liu: "..." You are the first person who dares to chase the big boss. As expected of a senior sister.

Others: "..." The deputy director was choked. They really didn't dare to speak!

-

In the alley outside the museum.

"Target No. 1 has entered the museum. Find a sniper position and be sure to kill him with one shot when he comes out."

"Understood." The man carrying the machine gun had a lifeless look in his eyes. After receiving the order, he left the alley. The remaining people spread out and waited for the prey to enter the net.