Kuo Yi's heart skipped a beat, could it be that something was wrong? His loud shout startled everyone, including the cheongsam woman who came over to surround him, and then they heard a collective intake of cold air.

  Kuo's heart skipped a beat!

  Mr. Tang handed the painting to the middle-aged man, staring straight at Guo Yao with his eyes wide open, circling around him, Guo Yao felt a chill in his heart and said awkwardly:

  "You know that too, this job can't be done by one person alone. I'm just doing some simple processing here. Your materials and equipment are not complete, and I don't have any help. Now I can only do it to this extent!"

  "Want me to handle it simply?"

  Old Tang's eyes were almost popping out.

  Kuo Yeh-han has come down and said:

  "This, I also have no way out, otherwise I'll return it all back to you?"

  Guo Yi's legs went soft: damn, I'm not familiar with calligraphy and painting, won't restoring it to its original state be a taboo? 30 million, my aunt!

  As soon as he heard that Guo wanted to return it, the middle-aged man was no longer calm, and hastily hugged the painting in his arms, saying:

  "No need, no need, little brother is really good at joking, I didn't expect that little brother's means are so clever, I, Zhao Fengtu, have never seen such a thing in my life, admire, admire. As for the remaining part, you see..."

  Tang Yunzhong's eyes rolled over, and he sat down suddenly, saying:

  "I've been in this line for thirty years, and when have I ever seen such a technique? This is more than just 'beyond the mountains'!"

  A faint desolation seeps through in speech.

  It turned out to be like this! Guo Yi suddenly felt a huge stone fall to the ground, it seemed that he had passed the test, and it seemed that he had passed with flying colors. However, he couldn't afford to feel happy and proud, nor could he afford to sympathize with Old Master Tang's sorrow, and said with some difficulty:

  "I still have some materials on hand that are not complete, and as for what's left, I'm afraid it will take a while!"

  "How long?"

  "It's going to take at least two months, you know if this material is not right or incomplete, the effect will be very different."

  "Is that so? Can't you hurry up, this fee is negotiable!"

  "It's not about the money, it's mainly about the material, the material!"

  Zhao Fengtu's face revealed an inexpressible sense of loss. He should actually be content, but Guo Ye didn't say it would take a year and now he regrets it. He doesn't even know how to explain himself to others two months later, if only he had known, he wouldn't have taken on this task.

  The young man beside him said earnestly:

  "Guo big brother, look, can you think of a way? This painting is urgently needed by my dad!"

  Guo Ye shook his head.

  Zhao Jia father and son exchanged a glance, simultaneously let out a sigh, but in the blink of an eye, Zhao Fengtu's face hid his disappointment, he smiled and handed over the painting, saying:

  "In that case, I'll have to continue troubling you, little brother."

  Guo Yizheng hesitated whether to accept the painting or not, when Tang Yunzhong suddenly said:

  "I've been in this line for a long time, and I know many friends. Maybe I can help you gather the materials you lack. How about this: Vice Mayor Zhao goes back first, and three days later, I'll give you an answer?"

  Kuo Yichen jumped in fright, Deputy Director? This level is too high! Although he was very curious about which department Zhao Fengtu was the director of, Kuo Yichen remained expressionless as if he hadn't heard anything. The cheongsam woman also looked at Kuo Yichen with an expressionless face, saw his eyebrows jump slightly, and then returned to normal, her mouth twitching slightly, seeming to smile but not quite.

  Zhao's father and son were overjoyed, and Zhao Yifei took out a bulging heavy envelope from his bag and handed it to Guo Yao, saying:

  "This is the deposit, and the rest will be paid in full after the painting is repaired. Mr. Tang, you've helped my dad a great deal, I'll definitely thank you again someday!"

  Tang Yunzhong waved his hand and said:

  "Whether it can be made up is uncertain, let's talk about other things later."

  After Zhao's father and son bid farewell, Old Master Tang said to Guo Yao, who was holding a heavy envelope:

  "Come with me to the study for a moment!"

  Guo Yi hugged the envelope that brought him warmth, happiness and dizziness, and went upstairs in a daze.

  "What the hell are you doing, kid?"

  Kuo Yi was taken aback and said:

  "I didn't get what you're saying, I don't understand your meaning."

  Tang Yunzhong snorted and said:

  "You can cheat Zhao's father and son, but it won't be that easy to cheat me. The restoration of this painting has already completed the most difficult and complicated part, and the remaining computer coloring and baking are very ordinary in terms of materials, equipment, and technology. Why did you say that the materials couldn't be gathered?"

  Kuo Yi exclaimed in surprise:

  "Is it very ordinary?"

  "Of course, although it's also a bit difficult, but compared to what you've done in the early stages, there's no way to compare, you wouldn't know that, would you?"

  Kuo Yi said with some embarrassment and delight:

  "This part I'm not skilled at, to be honest with you, I simply can't do it. This matter will have to trouble you instead. Let's consider this painting a collaboration between us two, and we'll split the payment 50/50, what do you think?"

  Since the old man himself said that the previous part was the most difficult, then 55 points wouldn't be a loss for him either. But who knew the old man furrowed his brow and didn't say anything, only shaking his head. Guo Yi secretly despised this old guy, he's quite dark-hearted, but having finally found a solution, they couldn't give up like this. Guo Yi said somewhat anxiously:

  "What's going on!"

  The old man continued shaking his head.

  Kuo Yi said somewhat frantically:

  "It's already 3.7, can't go any lower, you see I've been working hard all morning, you can't let me work for nothing, can you?"

  Tang Yunzhong suddenly looked at Guo Yao with a disdainful gaze and said:

  "What have you been busy with all day? You can't even do one hour's worth of work. When did I mention money? This isn't about money at all! I really don't understand how someone as vulgar as you can possess such a remarkable memory. Heaven is blind!"

  Wiped the sweat and let out a sigh of relief, as long as it's not about money, then it's not a big deal! As for the old man's mournful cry, we can understand that this is a typical case of envy, jealousy and hatred. But the question remains, why did heaven choose me? Is it just because I'm handsome?

  Kuo I smiled and said:

  "I told you, how can an artist of your caliber be satisfied with such a small amount of money? But why do you keep shaking your head?"

  "I shook my head in confusion, wondering why you could solve the biggest problems but couldn't handle ordinary things."

  "Because of this, well, you also know that there's a specialized approach to learning, when I first started learning, I didn't pay much attention to this aspect, and only focused on overcoming the difficulties. If I had known it would be like this today, I would have developed more evenly. Moreover, I'm naturally not sensitive to colors and my comprehension is extremely poor, so..."

  "So that's how it is. If it's as you say, then I suppose it can be barely passed off. But I'm saying, this genius isn't so genius after all. Hmm, my heart feels a bit more at ease now! Alright, don't worry about the rest, I'll take care of it myself!"

  What kind of person is this, seeing others' strengths and weaknesses makes them feel comfortable!

  The old man seemed to be in a good mood, turned around and walked to the computer, suddenly asked:

  "How's your Red Alert game going?"

  "Which version?"

  "Glory of the Republic."

  "Not great."

  "Alright, let's have a game!"

  What an artist!

  Tang Xiaolan arrived when Guo Yao was being brutally ravaged. The old artist had blown up Guo Yao's base, destroyed the command center, and then various tanks surrounded Guo Yao, but did not annihilate him. Instead, a team of infantrymen were assembled outside, with small teams charging in one after another. As soon as one batch died, another would be sent in, and this continued without end.

  Guo Yi took care of his face and didn't sell everything to commit suicide. When he finally ran out of money, he thought, "This time you should be satisfied." But who knew that this respected old artist would withdraw all his troops and leave only a third-level soldier to slowly attack his barracks, then the power plant, and then???? Guo Yi was drowsy.

  At noon, I had a full meal at the Tang's house, but it was only a full meal. The woman who looked gentle at first glance but had piercing eyes made a dish that didn't taste or smell good. However, the father and daughter of the Tang family ate with relish. Guo Yao was really hungry, not to mention that he had been busy all night yesterday and hadn't eaten breakfast this morning. He just swept everything on the table into his stomach. When he felt that the taste wasn't right, he was already very full.

  After Guo Yi finished eating, Mrs. Tang's attitude towards him had a relatively big change, from being polite to somewhat treating him as one of her own - she didn't have much expression when he showed off his skills.

  Tang Xiaolan was beaming with smiles at the dinner table, looking very pleased. Old Man Tang occasionally glanced at Guo Yi, then at his daughter, furrowing his brow and sighing from time to time, completely unlike his energetic and domineering demeanor when he was playing games with Guo Yi earlier.

  Because Tang Xiaolan still had things to do, Guo Yi could only go back by himself. As he walked, Guo Yi played with the pair of crow bloodstone and qilin jade pendants that Tang Yunzhong had given him. This was the first time Guo Yi had seen crow bloodstone, which was black and red with a crystal clear luster, while the qilin looked lifelike. The jade pendant was also broken into several pieces, but fortunately not one piece was missing, as long as none were missing it would be easy to fix, no matter how expensive or precious the item was, as long as it was intact Guo Yi could reassemble it perfectly.

  Kuo Yi's body suddenly shook, and he thought of a very eye-catching problem - the value of this thing! To know that Lao Yezi was originally unwilling to give this thing to himself, the reason is that he was afraid of ruining it, but later let himself try his hand first, and the painting tried by hand was worth 3 million yuan, so how much money would this thing be worth?

  Guo Yi's sweat came down again!

  His first reaction was to return the thing, and he touched the large envelope in his bag. He had secretly looked at it when he went out, and it shouldn't be less than 200,000 yuan. This shocked Guo Yi for a while, and he suddenly transformed from a penniless poor man into a small nouveau riche. Although he had fantasized about becoming rich overnight before, when the moment arrived, he really couldn't accept it, and for a long time, Guo Yi felt like he was walking on clouds.

  This amount of money is nothing to many officials and businessmen, but for Guo Yi, who drinks instant noodles every day and considers eating KFC an improvement in life, it's already a huge sum!

  After a mental struggle, Guo Yi still decided to leave the thing behind, not saying anything. Who knows that he has money? And who knows that he has a piece of jade pendant that is broken into several pieces but is worth a fortune?

  I'm broke!

  I'm broke!

  I am a professional

  After giving himself some psychological hints, Guo Yi calmly took a taxi back to Shilihe. Of course, he didn't forget to deposit most of the cash into the bank along the way, leaving only a few thousand yuan on him. Having been used to being poor for a long time, when there was more money in his hands, he felt uneasy.

  Kuo Yikang walked downstairs, habitually thinking of greeting Old Zhang who sold steamed buns, and also getting some food for the little girl upstairs, wondering if this poor child had eaten breakfast. He turned his head around but didn't see anyone - the shop was open though.

  What's this old guy doing running around instead of minding his own business?

  Kuo Yi lowered his head and went upstairs, while walking, he stretched out his hand in the air to feel the heat seeping into his palm. Suddenly, he raised his head and found a tall and strong young man blocking the stairs at the junction of the third floor, with a cool-looking head poking out to look inside.

  And in front of him, there were still many people standing, with strange expressions on their faces, and their bodies were slightly trembling, as if they were excited, but also afraid. And Old Zhang, who sold rice balls, was among them! In fact, it wasn't just Old Zhang, the landlord Li Ge, Zhou Jie, and even their daughter Xiao Xiao were all there.

  Kuo Yi was taken aback, a bad premonition suddenly emerged, he took a few steps forward and said to the green-haired man blocking the stairs:

  "What's wrong, Leizi? Why so many people?"

  Leizi was looking up at the neck with great interest, turned his head and saw that it was Guo Yao, his face changed slightly, saying:

  "Guo Ge, Feng Ge and that chick in your room are fighting!"