C3 The way into the painting.

In front of the group of people who looked like they had seen a ghost, Sui Guan let out a cheap laugh.

"I'm sorry, I took too much. One hundred and forty thousand, right? You guys take it and give me the promissory note."

After saying that, he put the extra money back into his travel bag, causing the eyes of the people in front of him to twitch.

Yuh Nana cried out in disbelief from the side.

"Impossible! Where did you get the money?! You sold the shop to someone else?"

Sui Guan ignored her and smiled.

"I am so handsome. Can't I have a rich woman to take care of me?"

The three men with a buzz cut came back to their senses. They had some professional ethics. As long as he returned the money, it would be fine. They took the money and handed the promissory note to Sui Guan. They nodded hastily at Zhou Zhiyang and left.

However, Zhou Zhiyang sat opposite of Sui Guan. His expression was as awkward as if he had eaten a fly. He widened his eyes and shouted.

"Where did you get the money?"

Sui Guan was not polite at all.

"It has nothing to do with you," he said. "Now, if you have nothing to do, please get out of my shop!"

Zhou Zhiyang was so angry that the veins on his forehead were jumping. He stood up and pointed at Sui Guan's nose.

"I am not done with you!"

With that, Zhou Zhiyang left in anger. He ignored Yuh Nana who was still in the shop.

Sui Guan looked at Yuh Nana, who was still in a daze. He smiled and said,

"Nana, I won't hide it from you. I found a batch of treasures my father left for me. They are very valuable."

"Really?"

Sui Guan was much better than Zhou Zhiyang in terms of looks, figure, and tongue.

Sui Guan smiled.

"Of course it's true. Otherwise, where would I get the money? I'm not short of money anymore. I wonder if you're willing to... "

Yuh Nana subconsciously looked in the direction Zhou Zhiyang left. Her face was slightly red as she whispered.

"Sui Guan, you really don't blame me?"

Sui Guan pretended to be surprised.

"Blame you? Does this have anything to do with it? I'm asking if you are willing to work as a cleaner in my shop, sweep the floor, clean the toilets, and so on. Your monthly salary is 3,500 yuan. What do you think about it?"

"You!"

Yuh Nana almost went crazy from anger. She looked at Sui Guan resentfully and ran out in a disorderly manner.

The shop was calm again. Sui Guan was in a good mood. He hummed a small song and took out an ancient painting from his pocket. He looked at it quietly.

"It's all thanks to you that I can get through today. But how did I get into the painting that day? Oh, right, drip blood. "

Although his father did not say his last wish before his death, Sui Guan clearly knew how much his father wanted to make this antique shop big and strong.

But there were tens of thousands of antique shop in Shenghai City. He wanted to manage the antique shop well. Firstly, he needed treasures, and secondly, he needed money and connections. Sui Guan felt that he could find the source of all of this in the painting, but the most important thing was that he needed to figure out the way to let himself enter the painting. He couldn't rely on luck all the time, could he?

"It didn't work?"

Enduring the pain, Sui Guan cut a hole in his palm and dripped blood on the painting. The ancient painting quickly absorbed the blood. But he stayed where he was.

He thought that it was probably because the blood on the painting was not enough, so he gritted his teeth and squeezed out a lot of blood, but it still did not work.

"I don't believe I can't succeed if I squeeze out more blood!"

Five minutes later, Sui Guan's face turned pale. He trembled and bandaged his palm.

"This won't do. My head is a bit dizzy. If this goes on, I'll lose too much blood. Why is there no reaction from this painting? Could it be that I did something wrong?"

Sui Guan sat in front of the painting in a daze. He had tried almost all the methods he needed to try. But this painting did not have any reaction at all.

"What strange actions did I do that day?"

Sui Guan thought about it and eventually gave up. He decided to wait until he was free.

Looking at the remaining twenty stacks of red bills in his travel bag, he was still very excited. He had never seen so much money since he was young.

What should he do when he had money?

Thinking about it, Sui Guan felt very sad. The first thought in his mind was actually to go and eat a meal of meat.

"This won't do! I will get richer in the future. A little more promising, okay? This is two hundred thousand yuan. I have to do something serious. How about I renovate the shop first?"

Looking at the old decorations in the shop, Sui Guan felt that it was necessary to renovate the shop. Although there was no need for the antique shop to have a gorgeous look, the current appearance of the shop did not make the customers want to enter the shop. Although there were no treasures in the shop now...

"What! Three hundred thousand yuan? Are you robbing me?"

At this time, the repair team finished evaluating the shop and gave the price of the renovation. Sui Guan was stunned.

"It's not like you don't know the price of the Shenghai City. My price is based on the cheapest materials. Do you want to renovate it? "

Sui Guan gritted his teeth.

"Yes!" He said.

This small shop was very important to his father. It was necessary to renovate this small shop. But the price was really too expensive.

At night, Sui Guan decided to find a way to enter the painting as soon as possible. He had to make money!

He tried again, but there was no reaction from the painting. Sui Guan stood in front of the painting with a cup of instant coffee and frowned.

"This painting looks good. Why is it so stubborn?"

Sui Guan's vision turned dark. He appeared in the painting in a daze. This time, he did not fall. He did not even spill a drop of coffee.

What was the reason? At this moment, Sui Guan was suddenly shocked. He remembered!

The last time he said, "This painting is pretty good." Then he entered the world of the painting. This time, he said, "This painting looks good.

What kind of strange way was this to open the door?! Was it enough to praise this painting? Why did a painting care so much about its appearance?

Just as Sui Guan was cursing wildly, he suddenly felt a strong wind blowing beside him. He heard a delicate shout.

"You still dare to come!"

Sui Guan only saw a blur in front of his eyes. A long sword with clear light was aimed at his head. The sharp tip of the sword was only one or two centimeters away from his face. He could even feel the chilling coldness.

As for the one holding the sword, it was a girl. Or rather, she was a immortal. Because Sui Guan had never seen such a beautiful girl before.

She wore a simple and elegant ancient dress. Her light blue long sleeves fluttered in the wind. Her slender waist was tied with a long purple belt. Under the black hair was a beautiful face. Her skin was as fine and white as milk, but it revealed a sickly flush. There was coldness and embarrassment between her brows. The way she looked at Sui Guan seemed as if they had an irreconcilable enmity.

Mom, I seem to be in love.