Nie Yucheng would definitely not let Bao Jingzhou apply medicine to him. Given their current relationship, which was as hostile as that of enemies, he was afraid that after applying the medicine, what was originally just a superficial scratch would become a serious injury requiring hospitalization.

But Bo Jingzhou wouldn't let Shen Wanci apply medicine to Nie Yucheng.

Their eyes held a glimmer of something hidden, yet they both sat there with an air of regal grace.

Shen Wanci pretended not to see the tension between them. After finishing her meal, she helped Nie's mother clear the dishes before taking her leave: "Mother-in-law, I have to go to work this afternoon, so I'll take my leave."

Because she's going to work at the museum, she's been busy lately taking care of things and finishing up all the artifacts she was already repairing.

"Having to work on the weekend, your job must be really tough."

Shen Wanci did not explain.

"I'll walk you out," said Bo Jingzhou, getting to his feet.

He came here for Shen Wanci in the first place, and now that she's leaving, he has no need to stay.

Nie Yu Cheng got up, just standing in front of him: "Aren't you going to apply medicine for me? Come on, if we wait any longer, my wound will be healed."

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

By the time she realized, Shen Wanci had already started her car and driven away.

Bo Jingzhou narrowed his deep eyes: "On purpose?"

Compared to Nie Yu's obvious anger, Nie Yucheng seemed more casual. "Shouldn't this be a question for me? I invited Wanci out to dinner today, and you just happen to come to my house."

Bao Jingzhou admitted frankly: "I did it on purpose."

Nie Yu Cheng let out a light chuckle. "Do you think you can stop us how many times? She's now the exterior design consultant for Crossing City, as the project manager, I will see her every day, talk to her, and send her back..."

Don't say it like she and you have some shameful secret affair. Shen Wanci currently has no romantic feelings for you whatsoever.

……

A week later, Shen Wanci went to the museum for work. Jing Yuan's colleagues gave her a grand farewell banquet. Li Bai was in a bad mood all night and drank until he couldn't tell what he was drinking. Before being sent back, he even pulled Shen Wanci and said he wanted to go with her. He wanted to ask her to be his teacher. Xu Lao slapped him awake.

The curator personally took her to his office and introduced her to the colleagues, saying, "From now on, you will be responsible for the restoration of Class A artifacts."

They categorized damaged artifacts into three grades: A, B, and C, based on the difficulty of repair. Grade A was the most technically demanding and also the easiest to become famous for. Since the museum's establishment, only five people have been responsible for this grade, all of whom were experienced elders with years of experience.

Shen Wanci stood among them, an utter anomaly.

"Director," someone protested, "Isn't this too hasty? Based just on the true-or-false statements in the news, you're entrusting her with Class A artifacts? These are irreplaceable treasures. That painting of a beauty, we don't even know if she restored it. What if those reporters exaggerated, and something goes wrong during restoration? The loss would be immeasurable."

The speaker was a man in his forties named Zhao Hongwei. After graduating from university, he entered the museum. After so many years, it was not easy for him to be promoted to grade B, but he felt that repairing grade A items was completely no problem, but the director kept suppressing him and refused to promote him.

But now, suddenly a yellow-haired girl parachutes in, and she's A-grade right from the start.

He was unwilling to accept it.

They built up their experience over time. They just follow the blueprints and don't need any exceptional talent. She's a girl in her twenties, so why is she better than him, someone who has been in the industry for over twenty years?

Then what do you think should be done?"

"Of course, we follow the museum's established procedures, step by step. When someone first joins us, they start at Level C."

"You're so capable, why don't you just take over this museum as well?"

The director's words were very intimidating, Zhao Hongwei stopped talking but glared fiercely at Shen Wanci.

Shen Wanci didn't like to attract attention, otherwise she wouldn't have been so low-key for so many years. But she also didn't like having someone who disagreed with her staring at her with resentment every day, "Director Yu, since this person has an objection to my professional level, let's have a competition."

I hope that the other person is just doubtful about her ability to handle an A-level position, rather than intentionally picking on her.

After some thought, the curator agreed. He had someone fetch a genuine work. “Zhao Hongwei excels at restoring paintings. It was his restoration that made Wanwan famous. So, let’s have him restore this one.”

Zhao Hongwei hesitated and said, "Isn't there a system for evaluating counterfeit goods?"

"Aren't you all confident in your own skills? Then just fix it yourself."

Of course, he pulled out a painting that was severely damaged and beyond repair.

If he can fix it, he's struck gold. If not, it's no big loss.

"Of course I'm confident in myself, but I'm just afraid that this little girl isn't skilled enough and might break something."

The other party provoked her again and again, even the Ninja Turtles would have gotten annoyed. She looked at him, not understanding why this person had such a strong hostility towards her: "Rest assured, as long as you don't burn it to ashes or ruin it, I can help you restore it."

Zhao Hongwei gritted his teeth: "You're so young, don't be so arrogant. Be careful not to get bitten by the wind."

When he took it out, Zhao Hongwei was dumbfounded. What the hell was this thing? He put on his reading glasses, but even then, he couldn't see clearly.

Shen Wanci stared at the painting and studied it carefully for a while, then began to repair it. Because it was a competition, she only repaired a small part of it.

When she had repaired most of it, Zhao Hongwei was still dumbfounded.

"Alright, the outcome is decided. For those of you who are still discontent or upset, just disperse. If you can't, then keep it to yourselves."

As he said this, he cast a deliberate glance at Zhao Hongwei, who was fuming with discontent.

Others originally still had a face of watching the show, most people thought the content in the news was unreliable, but now looking at Shen Wanci's eyes have changed, big shot.

The curator summoned Shen Wanci to his office and handed her a gilded invitation: "You go to this banquet for me. I have no interest in these things. You young people enjoy the excitement, so go make some connections."

Shen Wanci didn't really want to join the festivities, but Curator Yu had already slipped an invitation into her hand.

The banquet was tonight, at a platinum five-star hotel. The curator estimated that it was something she couldn't refuse, because Shen Wanci saw many people with extremely high status in the venue.

"Wouldn't it be such bad luck to run into Bo Jingzhou again?"

The moment the thought crossed her mind, she almost bumped into someone. Strictly speaking, it was the other person who almost bumped into her...

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