Song Rui just walked a few steps, he heard a noisy sound in the restaurant, at this time Song Rui didn't know what was wrong, a bad feeling suddenly appeared in his heart, but he still suppressed the feeling in his heart, and walked into the restaurant, as soon as Song Rui opened the curtain, he saw that there was a window full of people in front of him, all of them were looking inside.

The curiosity that Chinese people have, this is unavoidable, even Song Rui is not exempt from vulgarity, subconsciously wanted to step towards that side, halfway to the point suddenly thought that he still had something, so he controlled the curiosity in his heart, and walked to the side of the window, but after walking for a while, he suddenly found that something was wrong, the window of the quarrel just now looked so familiar!

Thinking of this, Song Rui hurriedly turned back and returned to the crowd just now, looking at the bustling crowd, he couldn't help but feel a little headache, but when he thought of the girl from yesterday, he immediately gritted his teeth and squeezed into the crowd, and after enduring the abuse of countless people, Song Rui finally squeezed into the innermost part of the crowd and looked up in front of him, but he didn't expect it to be the same as he just guessed, and it was the girl who quarreled now.

The object of the quarrel with her was a young man, holding a scroll in his hand, and there was obviously a lot of millet porridge sticking to the front of the scroll, and at a glance, he knew that the fate of this scroll must not be very good, especially when Song Rui saw that the workmanship of this scroll was very wet and unusual!

At this time, Song Rui didn't look at it carefully, but just took a general look, judging from the workmanship of the appearance, the scroll in his hand was not a current thing, and some of the old lines on it were not made artificially, I believe this, Song Rui was confident that he could still see it, but after Song Rui saw this, he was faintly worried about this girl in his heart.

You must know that these paper things are stained with water, even if they are not damaged, they will wrinkle, this phenomenon is a fatal blow to some picture scrolls, books, and some paper things, after listening to the conversation between the two for so long, Song Rui also learned about this matter, that is to say, when this young man came to this window to eat, he came with this picture scroll, and when he was eating, the girl accidentally spilled the rice on the picture scroll of this young man, because the compensation of the two people could not be negotiated, so it caused the current appearance！

At this time, Song Rui was secretly thinking of a solution in his heart, and suddenly, this young man said a word, and immediately pulled Song Rui out of his thoughts, only to hear this young man say: "Do you know who I want to give this painting to? I want to give this painting to Zhang Shuya and President Zhang of Shuntian Cultural City! Now that I have made an appointment, where can I get another identical painting! Now I don't want you to accompany you, why don't we call the police and see what the police have to say about this matter!"

Song Rui heard this little young man say this, his face immediately laughed, I didn't expect it to be such a thing, for himself, it was simply a piece of cake! Thinking of this, Song Rui tidied up his clothes, chested, and walked behind the little young man with high spirits, stretched out his right hand, and gently patted the little young man's shoulder, this young man just took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was about to dial 110, and suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder, and subconsciously turned his head.

The eyes of the two men suddenly met each other. After the young man saw Song Rui, he suddenly felt that Song Rui seemed to be a little familiar, and he didn't know where he had seen it, and the girl who was arguing with this young man also saw Song Rui, and the two immediately showed a surprised expression, but they were also seen by Song Rui, so Song Rui secretly made a gesture to the girl, asking him not to speak, and then said to the young man: "Young man, don't be so angry, can't you say anything slowly? ”

When this young man heard Song Rui say this, his face suddenly showed a disdainful expression, and he said to Song Rui: "Who are you?

As a person who heard this young man say this, a trace of astonishment flashed on his face, he didn't expect this young man to arrange the road for himself, but Song Rui couldn't help but interrupt this young man and said, "You take a closer look at my face, you really don't know me?"

At this time, the young man was also obedient, looked at Song Rui carefully again, then shook his head, and said to Song Rui: "This big brother, I really don't know you, I just saw that you were a little familiar, and I couldn't call your name, could it be that the two of us knew each other before?"

Song Rui smiled awkwardly after hearing this, walked to the young man's side, stretched out his right hand and gently patted the young man's shoulder, and said to the young man: "You said that this painting was given to Mr. Zhang, but now you don't even know the people around Mr. Zhang, why do you send it?" When the young man heard Song Rui say this, he was suddenly struck by lightning, his eyes were glazed, he looked at Song Rui, and slowly stretched out his right hand and pointed at Song Rui and said, "You, you, you are the new assistant Song Rui!"

At this time, Song Rui smiled embarrassedly when he heard this young man say this, and said to this young man: "Now you understand, isn't it a little too late?" Okay, forget it, I don't have the same knowledge as you, this is what I discovered, only this once, don't use it again in the future, what will we do in the name of Shuntian Cultural City!"

This young man was also embarrassed by Song Rui's words, and inadvertently looked down and saw the painting he brought, so he handed the painting to Song Rui and said: "Assistant Song, you see this painting," Song Rui heard this young man say this, and reached out to take the painting into his hand, which made Song Rui feel strange that the moment this painting was just in his hands, he suddenly felt that the scroll he was holding was a little wrong!