Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

“If you don’t have them, could you please buy them for me? You’re definitely more familiar with this area than I am.”

Huh?

Hearing the items Lin Mo listed, Xiang Feiwen was dumbfounded and asked puzzledly, “If 1 remember correctly, all of these are tools used for repairing ancient paintings. What do you need them for now?”

What’s going on?

Does this guy actually get it or not?

Is he pretending to be ignorant or faking expertise?

Suddenly, Xiang Feiwen felt that he couldn’t quite figure Lin Mo out.

Lin Mo, on the other hand, found it amusing.

He figured that if he had to deal with Song Xuyan without any information, he would probably be played by Song Xuyan to death.

But handling a peer, even one of the more outstanding ones, Lin Mo didn’t find it challenging at all.

Although the affairs in Rakshasa City had put a lot of pressure on him, they also made him grow a lot.

It’s just a case of blessings and misfortune coming hand in hand; where there is loss, there is gain.

“It’s nothing, I just think some parts of this painting are unsightly; I want to fix them up,” Lin Mo pointed at a spot on the “Five Horse Painting” and explained, “Like here, it’s turned yellow; it needs restoration.”

Huh??

Restoration???

Xiang Feiwen was almost stupified,

Dude,

Isn’t that just normal signs of oxidation?

If you restore it, won’t you risk tearing right through the rice paper?

Xiang Feiwen’s mouth twitched, and he couldn’t help but say, “Well, although we’re old classmates, I’ve got to let you know that I’m not making money off this. I’m actually losing money by giving you this painting.”

“I do have these tools, and 1 can borrow what’s missing from next door, but if something goes wrong with your restoration, 1 can’t take the painting back, you know?”

You’re joking,

could just anyone undertake the restoration of ancient paintings?

Looking across the whole antiques market, how many people have that skill?

He’d rather believe that his son isn’t his own than to believe that Lin Mo has the divine ability to restore ancient paintings!

With that kind of skill, would he be working as a manual laborer, carrying things for others?

Ha!

“It doesn’t matter,” Lin Mo said with a smile, waving his hand, “Just go get them ready. If the restoration fails, I’ll just buy another copy. It’s not like I’m short of money.”

Hearing that the easy mark was still willing to spend money, Xiang Feiwen nodded repeatedly, and quickly ran to the back room while stretching his neck to shout, “Lin, just wait a moment; I’ve got all the tools you need here, I’ll bring them to you right away.”

Antique shops can go three years without business, but once business comes, it can last for three years.

If you come across an easy mark, you might even earn a decade’s worth of money.

Only a fool wouldn’t be happy about that.

Watching Xiang Feiwen scurry off, Zhang Yihua simply couldn’t hold back any longer, and hurriedly asked, “Lin, AAr. Lin, Mr. Lin, can you reveal what exactly you’re up to with all this pretense?”

“Can’t you see that guy just wants to swindle your money?”

“Do I look that dumb?”

Still examining the “Five Horse Painting” under the light of his cell phone and not looking up, Lin Mo said, “Keep your hair on, you never know who’s outwitting whom in the end, right?”

“And besides, we’re all old classmates; what’s wrong with letting someone earn a bit?”

“What’s wrong?”

A saying came to Lin Mo’s mind.

You can earn a little, but my profit will always be more than ten times yours!

Zhang Yihua, as if wearing a mask of agony, said incomprehensibly, “All… I really don’t get you guys, all these tricks and schemes, isn’t it exhausting to live like this?”

“That shows what you know, it’s endless fun to compete against heaven and others. 1 even said going to maid cafes or anime conventions is pointless, but can you resist not going?” Lin Mo was still not looking up; instead, he was lost in the enjoyment of searching for another painting.

How should 1 put it,

it’s the joy of playing a puzzle game,

and solving this puzzle could reward me with more than ten million yuan!

The last time 1 saw so much money was… the last time.

Zhang Yihua fell silent.

You can skip having a girlfriend, but maid cafes are a must.

Anime conventions are also indispensable and must be attended regularly!

How could he be like Lin Mo, for the sake of one big tree, giving up so many leggy cuties?

If he didn’t go,

who would look after his Akiyama Yukari, Rem, Aina Sahalim, Tomoe Mami, and all his other waifus?

There were many items required, so it took Xiang Feiwen a full ten minutes or more before he came tumbling out with all the stuff.

After dumping everything on the table, he wiped non-existent sweat from his brow and said, “Phew— that was tiring, I even had to borrow some from others, here, everything’s here, take a look. If anything’s missing, I’ll get it for you right away.”

Xiang Feiwen really wanted to add: “Old classmate, as long as you can destroy this painting and then buy a new one as quickly as possible, you can ask for the stars and I’ll pluck them from the sky for you!”

Lin Mo nodded and checked the tools Xiang Feiwen had prepared; they were indeed all there.

So, what are we waiting for? Let’s get to work!

Lin Mo stroked his chin, picked up the tools, and then thought better of it and put them back down.

After all, what he learned yesterday was theory, and now when it came to actual practice, he was really unsure.

If things went south, the “Yellow Sparrow Painting” worth over ten million could be ruined!

“I’d better have Mr. Hai Dong give me some on-the-spot guidance. 1 can just pay some extra consultancy fees if needed,” he said.

“Playing it safe is the top priority.”

With that thought, Lin Mo quickly took out his cell phone, found Mr. Hai Dong’s WeChat that he had added yesterday, and sent him a transfer of ten thousand yuan.

To someone you didn’t know well, who was also somewhat of an internet celebrity, money was the best way to ask for help..