Miss Qiao
Chapter 16: Incidents Involving Ancient Painting
The teacher's office and classroom were not in the same building, so on his way to class, Qiao Yue heard a lot of gossip about him.
Arriving in class, the second lesson bell rang.
Qiao Yue's eyes scanned the classroom before she chose the corner seat near the window. He sat there and waited for the first class of his college life to begin.
But for some reason, the teacher was late.
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After the first period, the news of Qiao Yue being sent to the school by Qiao Ze had spread like wildfire. Coupled with 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 class saw that their new classmate was Qiao Yue, everyone started discussing.
“See, it's Qiao Yue! Did he move to our class? I think he is even more handsome directly than in the photo!” A girl glanced at Qiao Yue silently and muttered like a fangirl.
Another girl who sounded cold and aloof replied, “He is handsome, but his family background is not very good. ”
“Fifth Young Master Qiao! Such a background is not good enough?” A male voice pretending to be amazed interrupted the girls' conversation.
“What is fifth young master Qiao? Didn't the Qiao family only have four? There is no fifth young master, the fifth child is Qiao Ying!”
“What is your wi-fi 2G? It's all in the school forum. This morning, Qiao Ze personally sent his brother to school and even prepared to drop him off!”
"Wow! Is Qiao Ze coming to our school?”
"Yes yes. I saw it but there were too many people, so I couldn't get in.”
“We're off topic. What do you mean by Qiao Yue family background that is not good?”
“Only was she born out of wedlock when her mother eloped with a man and she grew up in the countryside. I heard that someone dug into Qiao Yue's past. He is not a good person.”
"Tell us the details."
Gossip has always been something people are interested in. It didn't matter if one was an ordinary person or the so-called rich and powerful person, once there was gossip, no one cared about etiquette.
Meanwhile, the person who was the center of the gossip was playing Tetris on her phone with a bored expression.
Suddenly, a message appeared on the screen. Qiao Yue was sidetracked for just a moment, and a "game over" sound rang out from within the game.
"Boss, we have an emergency!"
"Tell me."
As soon as Qiao Yue sent a message, a call came in.
The moment Qiao Yue came out, the discussion in the classroom became even louder.
“Bos, I will die, I will really die. A waiter at my store accidentally spilled tea into an ancient painting of a customer.”
From the moment the person on the other end of the phone said the first word, Qiao Yue's right eye started twitching.
"Oh? Just buy the painting.”
Qiao Yue believed that anything that could be solved with money was no big deal.
“No, I can't! Customers will not sell it. He even said that he only wanted the painting. If not fixed, he will destroy the store and spread the word that we intentionally destroyed his painting.”
Qiao Yue rubbed her temples as she heard the sound of sobs on the phone.
"Give me the address."
”117 Guang Hua Road, Yayi Club.”
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When Qiao Yue arrived, Chu Jia was already waiting for him at the doorstep. This girl named Chu Jia was the one who delivered the weapon to Qiao Yue along with the big man.
"What's the situation?"
“This customer came to our store to discuss the long-term care of his painting. When he woke up, he bumped into a waiter who was serving tea and then tea spilled on his painting.”
"Is this a large area?"
“Yes, because the painting is rolled, many wet places.”
“How much is it worth?”
“The customer said that he bought the painting at an overseas auction for 190 million yuan.”
After understanding the situation in general, Qiao Yue formulated the basics of how they could recover the painting.
The moment Chu Jia opened the door, they could hear the discussion among some of the recovery-conservators. After all, this was an expensive painting, and no one dared to fix it without a definite plan.
A bald man was pacing around the table anxiously, urging conservators to repair the painting.
Qiao Yue casually looked around the room and saw a crying girl kneeling beside the large man who was inseparable from Chu Jia.
"Come fast! I bought this painting for 190 million yuan! If you don't do anything, the tea will sink even more!”
"Boss Li, we can only try our best to fix it."
“What do you mean by trying your best? I want my original painting back! Are you deaf? And you, you who have no eyes, of all places, why should you stand beside me!” The bald man raised his hand as he spoke, ready to slap the servant.