"Great! After hundreds of years, the coiled dragon carving has finally returned to the National Museum of our Feng Kingdom!"
“So worth it!”
The staff in the museum had red eyes after cheering. Only those who are engaged in related work can more truly understand the pain of the loss of cultural relics.
Mr. Qi was also very excited, "Saio, when did you guard against that representative from Country Y?"
"When I saw the message you sent me, I guessed that their purpose was not to return the Panlong sculpture, but to destroy it." Song Jing walked to the side and picked up his bag, "I'm leaving first."
Mr. Qi was shocked. She was already guarding against these people from Country Y so early?
He is so sharp at such a young age!
"Saio, it's really thanks to you this time. If you hadn't come here, we might not have been able to repair the dragon sculpture. Even if we were lucky enough to repair it in the end, we might have been pushed off the stage and thrown down by the people from country y.
Ruined." Mr. Qi took a step back, bowed towards Song Jing, and bowed politely, "Saio, thank you."
"Mr. Qi, no need." Song Jing stepped forward to help Mr. Qi up, "If you really want to thank me, just come back to me if you have any high-priced jobs in the future."
Saio is not even considered a non-staff member of the museum. He only has a museum work permit to facilitate entry and exit. In fact, every time he comes to the museum to restore cultural relics, he has to pay for the work, and he does not come when the price is low.
Mr. Qi finally couldn't help but asked the question he had been hiding in his heart, "Saio, I would like to ask, are you really so short of money?" Saio has restored many cultural relics for the museum over the years, and he has received a lot of bonuses.
She has made more money in her lifetime than many high-paid people, but why does she still look so poor and in need of money?
Could it be that Saio was deceived by someone and gave all the money he earned to others while he was living a hard life?
When Mr. Qi thought about it, he became really worried.
"Saio, if you have any difficulties, just tell me. You also know that I am not just the curator of the museum." Mr. Qi, that is the second oldest son of the Qi family. Because he likes ancient relics, he devotes himself to cultural relics and never fails to do so.
Asking about the Qi family's affairs does not mean that what he said at the Qi's family has no weight.
Mr. Qi thought that when he met Saio, she was only eleven or twelve years old. She was such a small, thin and beautiful girl, and it made people feel sad just to look at her.
If Saio was his granddaughter, he would love her to death.
"I know. Thank you, Mr. Qi." A smile flashed across Song Jing's eyes, "But I'm really fine."
She is just running a research institute that burns money like paper. As long as she knows how to make money, she will not starve to death on the streets.
Buzz! Buzz!
This is a special message she set for the institute.
Song Jing took out his phone and took a look at the message.
【Miss, the experiment failed again.】
The expression on Song Jing's face was dull for a moment, and he quickly replied the message with his fingers, "Continue to study, I will transfer the money."
Song Jing transferred the money he received not long ago to the institute's account, and then looked at the balance in the card. It was one yuan and three.
I can only afford one steamed bun.
The slap in the face came so quickly that Song Jing put away his phone with a face on his face.
Mr. Qi noticed her slight change in mood, "Saio, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Song Jing picked up his backpack, "Mr. Qi, I'm leaving first. If you have more money, call me."
"You girl, we have known each other for many years. If you need anything, just come to me and don't talk to me!" Mr. Qi shouted.
Song Jing waved his hand without looking back, and the phone in his pocket rang again. This time, the WeChat voice message was from Shi Yan.
Mr. Shi has to go back for a follow-up visit, and the roast suckling pig cooked by Shi's chef tastes very good...
When Song Jingding connected, Shi Yan's voice came out, "Look to your left."
Song Jing raised his eyebrows and turned to look to the left outside the light.
She had been standing in the center with the brightest light, but the area where the live broadcast lens and media cameras were was much darker, so she really didn't notice when Shi Yan came.
"come over."
Song Jing thought of the feast cooked by the family chef, and his stomach growled twice. Then he thought about the balance of one yuan and three dollars in the card, hung up the call, and walked over very much in compliance with his heart.
Shi Yan also got up and walked over.
A tall, slender man slowly walked out of the darkness. He was wearing a well-tailored suit that made him have broad shoulders and long legs. Coupled with his enchanting appearance, he instantly attracted the attention of many people.
When the cultural relics were being restored, everyone's attention was focused on the center of the field, and they noticed that Shi Yan came in with very few people.
Many people were shocked when they suddenly saw him.
Mr. Qi was also shocked when he saw Song Jing walking towards Shi Yan. Others might not know Shi Yan and didn't know his identity, but Mr. Qi knew it very well.
Saio actually knows the prince of the Toki family? And he seems to be quite familiar.
How did they meet?
Shi Yan turned a blind eye to the gazes around him and only looked at Song Jing, "Eat first or sleep first?"
"Eat." Song Jing twisted the plaster on his fingertips.
Shi Yan took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket, lowered his eyes and took her hand very naturally to wipe the gypsum ash on her fingers, and told the subordinate next to him, "Ask the housekeeper to inform the chef that the meal can be prepared."
"Yes, Master." Ding Jia immediately went to the side to make a call.
Song Jing lowered his eyes and watched as Shi Yan wiped his fingers clean one by one with a white silk handkerchief, and his eyes moved slightly.
Shi Yan's hands are very beautiful, with slender fingers and clear joints, and the nails are trimmed round and clean. At first glance, they look like a pair of pampered hands. However, when you touch them, you will find that there are thin calluses between his fingers, or they are holding knives.
It can be pinched or held with a gun, and it carries a power that cannot be ignored.
Song Jing's eyes shifted slightly and saw the bracelet Shi Yan wore on his wrist.
The black rope made his wrists even whiter. I wonder if his wrists would turn red if I grabbed them if they were so white.
Song Jing was thinking wildly when Shi Yan suddenly spoke, "Do you know what it would be like for a normal person to stay up for seven days and nights without rest?"
"I'm a doctor." Her tone was cold and arrogant. The implication was that she knew better than anyone that she could die suddenly if she stayed up for seven days and nights without sleep.
But she is not a normal person. She once walked through the rain forest alone. Not only did she not sleep for half a month, but she also lacked food. She was hunted and hunted, but she still survived to this day.
Song Jing really didn't see the point of spending seven days and nights repairing a cultural relic.
Shi Yan slowly exhaled, let go of her hand, and threw the wiped handkerchief into the trash can nearby, with a layer of frost on his face, "You are right, you are a doctor, you know better than anyone else.
The reason why it doesn't matter even though you know the consequences is just because you don't have anyone you care about. So you don't care whether others are worried about your life or death."
Song Jing frowned and stared at him, "Why are you angry?"
"You don't know why I'm angry?" Shi Yan smiled, and the smile didn't reach his eyes. He almost couldn't help but go up and kill those people from Country Y. Now the little girl asked him what he was angry about.
Why was he angry? Angry that she didn't cherish him, angry that she made a bet to spend seven days and nights repairing the coiled dragon carving even though she knew she might die suddenly?
No, he knew that since she did it, she was sure of it. He was not angry about this.
He was only angry because the little girl still didn't take him seriously.
Shi Yan suddenly felt that it was quite funny. He chased after someone like a young boy and learned to act pretentious and have random thoughts.