The sky turned white in the east, and finally, at about 6 o'clock in the morning, the book "The Property Status of the Honored Patrick Jackson and the Process of Repayment of the Estate" was delicately shrunk and presented on the conference table.

"Master Qian is amazing." Zuo Youyou circled around the book, "The old is as old as the old, it doesn't look like it's bad at all!" ”

"The restoration of ancient books is like the current popular medical aesthetic plastic surgery." Master Qian said proudly, "The main thing is nature!" ”

"Since it is beautiful, it must be so beautiful that there are no traces, and there must not be too many artificial flavors."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Zuo Youyou stretched out his hand to look through it, but suddenly his heart palpitated, and he retracted his hand again.

"No, no, no." She waved her hand and wiped away a cold sweat from her head, "If you don't touch it, you won't be unlucky." ”

The crowd erupted in laughter. The employee of the typesetting company smiled and said:

"OK, I'll take the book back and scan it."

Zuo Youyou covered his eyes: "Go quickly, don't let me see it again, and I don't want to recall this bad experience again." ”

Zuo Youyou felt that he had been destroyed out of the psychological shadow.

Bai Xinshu comforted her: "Relax, although ancient books are fragile, it's not every time you are so unlucky that you will encounter this kind of thing." ”

Zuo Youyou keenly grasped the point: "It doesn't mean that you are unlucky every time...... Most of the time it will be unlucky? ”

Bai Xin Shu was speechless for a while.

After searching his stomach, he tried to make up for it: "This kind of thing is the same as Internet fraud, as long as you remain vigilant and don't casually touch this kind of irregular things, the chance of bad luck will not be very high." ”

Zuo Youyou said stupidly: "Hey, I know now, you all have a hundred eyes for culture, two naked eyes, and the rest are heart eyes!" Only the mother of the motherland can be trusted, and I will pay attention to it later. ”

Since it was Zuo Youyou who carried the thunder for Bai Xinshu, in the end, Bai Xinshu paid for Zuo Youyou and Jian Xingzhou to have a hearty breakfast. After the meal, Bai Xinshu took Zuo Youyou to the typesetting company to pick up the scanned original book, and Jian Xingzhou took a break.

When it was time to return the book, Bai Xinshu knocked on the door of the Song Chen Hotel on time.

When Song Chen saw the Bai Xin tree, a trace of surprise flashed in his old eyes.

Bai Xinshu carefully placed the blue cloth bag on the table: "Professor Song, please check it." ”

Song Chen glanced at Bai Xinshu deeply, and reached out to untie the cloth bag, revealing the fragile yellow cover. He stared at Bai Xinshu's face, his fingers gradually descending, and as he saw that his fingertips were about to touch the cover, he suddenly stopped.

Bai Xinshu raised his eyebrows: "Professor Song, is there any problem?" ”

Song Chen pointed at Zuo Youyou, and said with a smile: "This lady, the old man is not in good health, and her hands and feet do not obey the call, I want to trouble you to help me read it, I don't know if it is okay?" ”

Song Chen's old thief!

Zuo Youyou gritted her teeth and scolded in her heart, how could she not see that Song Chen was afraid that Bai Xinshu would do the same thing as him in the ancient books!

Zuo Youyou smiled with a business smile, exuding an aura of resentment, stepped forward, grabbed the book numbly, and flipped through it in front of Song Chen.

Song Chen's eyes once again revealed a hint of surprise.

He cautiously asked Zuo Youyou to put the ancient book on the table, leave his hand, and retreat, and then he stepped forward and picked up the ancient book and read it slowly.

"Good." He said.

Bai Xinshu said coldly: "Then you write a receipt, and we will return the book." ”

Zuo Youyou saw Song Chen rubbing the edge of the page thoughtfully, for fear that he would find out that the book had become smaller, and he was in a hurry:

"Professor Song, in this USB flash drive is the photocopied document after the scanned "Honorable Patrick Parkerson's Property Status and Estate Repayment Process", maybe you will like it."

Song Chen glanced at Zuo Youyou, noncommittal, and said coldly: "Let it go." ”

This scanned document is a direct scan of the original, and the quality is so high!

Zuo Youyou held his breath and put the USB flash drive on the table.

Song Chen looked at the USB flash drive, not knowing what he was thinking, and then raised his eyes again, crossed the top of the eye lens, and glanced at Zuo Youyou.

Zuo Youyou's back was numb, and he almost felt that the sharp eyes had penetrated his whole person.

Song Chen wouldn't have found out, would he?

No, no, no, no, right?

Zuo Youyou's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.

As we all know, if a person can do well in academics, then he only spends half of his time doing academics.

The other half of the time is spent pulling funds, socializing with peers, and handling administrative matters.

And I heard that Song Chen has been studying for a doctorate for 7 years.

Why did she think that Song Chen couldn't see such a little bit of caution?

Is it too late to start practising stepping on the sewing machine?

Who knew that after this sharp glance, Song Chen actually signed the receipt with a blank face, and then blasted the two people out of the hotel with a stinky face.

The figures of Bai Xinshu and Zuo Youyou had just disappeared into the elevator when the door to the next room opened.

"Master Song, are they really on it?" The Ph.D. student asked.

Song Chen sneered.

The doctoral student's eyes flickered, and he subconsciously caught the thing that flew to the front door, and looked at it-

Isn't this the badly damaged book "The Property Status of Respected Patrickson and the Repayment Process of the Estate"!

The doctoral student was so frightened that the remaining sleepiness woke up, and he held the book in both hands and examined it carefully.

"No need to check." Song Chen turned around, "Look at it yourself, the binding of this book." ”

“……？” The doctoral student caught up, "Master Song, the disciple is stupid...... Is there any difference in this thread? ”

Song Chen turned his head: "You count how many holes there are." ”

"Five?"

Song Chen said: "But the original book has eight holes. ”

The doctoral student was stunned.

Song Chen grabbed the handle of the hotel door, pushed the door open, and sneered: "The ancient book has been cut smaller!" If it weren't for the abnormal binding of the original binding of this ancient book, there were three connecting holes at the foot of the ground, and they were really deceived. ”

The doctoral student's face suddenly became angry.

"They lied! I'm going to chase them back and make them pay for it!" ”

"What to lose." Song Chen pointed to the ancient book, "Do you want to see how skilled this book is in restoration?" Xiaobai is also a character, and he was able to ask the master of money to wipe his ass overnight, and turned an ancient book that could only be provided in the booth into an ancient book that could be read. ”

The doctoral student flipped through the ancient book in his hand. The anger on his face was gradually replaced by surprise.

“…… Master Song, in fact, if you don't say it, I don't see any traces of restoration in this book at all. He confessed.

Song Chen showed a meaningful smile: "They not only saved the ancient book, but also gave me a clear photocopy of the document." This time, not only did I not lose money, but I also made it for nothing. That old guy in Bai Songxi knows that he has to be angry! Ha! Ha! ”

Song Chen laughed triumphantly and closed the door of the hotel with his backhand.