
Qiao Yue was busy working even though she felt disgusted from panting in the studio that she heard from time to time. This is the workplace for all conservators-restorers at the Yayi Club.
Given the same environment and the same equipment, if Qiao Yue could recover the painting 100% while the other conservators were only 70 to 80%, it all depended on skill.
Slowly, Qiao Yue walked into his zone where he could no longer hear any sounds around him.
When the few conservators-recoverers saw Chu Jia enter, they would welcome him when he stopped them with a gesture.
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Chu Jia walked over to Qiao Yue and saw her hand move in a way that she did not understand. This was not the first time he had seen Qiao Yue working, but every time he saw her work, he was amazed and felt confident.
Qiao Yue would probably remain tense until he finished the restoration.
Chu Jia waved her hand to take the other conservators out. The two of them still wanted to see Qiao Yue work; Chu Jia had to urge them repeatedly before they followed him.
"I think you all know Qiao Yue's skill level now."
As Chu Jia said this, the few people who were still discussing Qiao Yue's skills instantly fell silent.
“Qiao Yue is the conservator-recover I invited here. He's here to protect our club's reputation, but you've always bothered him. I didn't expect my men to side with outsiders; you didn't cooperate to tell Boss Li how difficult it was to refine his painting, but instead questioned Qiao Yue's skill and credibility.
"I, I'm just afraid if we don't return it properly, the club is to blame."
"Then tell me, can you fix it?"
"I…"
“Alright, I'll let you think about it! If you insist that you're right, I'm not going to hold you back.
With that, Chu Jia turned around and left. He trusted Qiao Yue. Even though he was young, he had been a pillar of their support all along. Therefore, he would believe whatever Qiao Yue said.
Chu Jia's guess was correct. Qiao Yue was in a tense state for two days. Not until he finished the final blow when he heaved a sigh of relief.
Several conservators-recoverers rushed over to inspect the painting when they saw Qiao Yue take off her gloves.
“Excellent, it is completely recoverable so far.”
Even when they attached their faces to the painting, they could not see any traces of tea on it.
Qiao Yue, who was tense for a long time, felt tired and irritable.
He walked around them, rolled up the painting and came out of the studio with two dark circles under his eyes.
Returning a painting can take anywhere from a few days to a few years. Very few people could refine a painting soaked in tea in two days.
The first thing that Chu Jia asked when Qiao Yue left the studio was not about that ancient painting but about Qiao Yue's well-being.
"Has everyone arrived?"
"Yes. President Qiao and President Shen are also here.”
“Alright,” Qiao Yue said before she walked towards room 107.
When Qiao Yue opened the door and entered, Boss Li was chatting with a smiling man about family matters.
Qiao Jing's eyes were fixed on the door; as soon as Qiao Yue opened the door, their eyes met.
Qiao Jing looked at Qiao Yue's desperate appearance and stepped forward with a frown, "You haven't slept for two days?"
"I'm fine," Qiao Yue replied before she looked towards Boss Li and asked, "Boss Li, do you still remember our bet?"
Boss Li looked at Qiao Jing and Qiao Yue suspiciously as he heard Qiao Yue's question. He replied in a daze, "Yes."
"That's great. Boss Li, please see the painting!”
The painting opened its scroll on a long table. Boss Li looked at the painting carefully, hoping he could stick his entire body onto the painting. If the painting was not restored as promised, he would get double the amount he paid as compensation.
But after a long examination, Boss Li still did not find any tea stains. He walked again and suddenly shouted, "Here, there's something here!"
Qiao Yue stepped forward to take a look. He raised his eyebrows slightly as he said, “Bos Li, are you sure this is him? No problems anywhere else?”
“No, here it is! You failed to recover it!”
Hearing the certainty of Boss Li's reply, Qiao Jing and the smiling man also went to check. Their expressions were a little strange after they saw him.
Qiao Yue asked again, "Boss Li, are you sure?"
"Yes! I am very sure!”
Since Qiao Yue asked again, Boss Li thought that he was not convincing enough, so he howled more confidently.
Qiao Yue's lips curved into a smile as she handed the picture of the painting over before it was restored to Boss Li. "Boss Li, why don't you compare yourself?"
Qiao Jing stared at Qiao Yue's smile, puzzled for a moment before he jolted back to the real world when someone touched his arm.
Wh why? As he looked at Qiao Yue's smile just now, his heart seemed to stop beating.