please don't believe me

[Mission reminder: There are still 15 days before the mission time.

Additional side tasks: 1. (Necessary) Send a notice letter to ensure that it will be delivered to the owner of the Serawi Theater without any loss. The other party should be fully aware of the host's mission time and goals. (Time limit: before the auction day of the Serawi Theater) - not completed]

It was a quarter past eight in the morning.

"Come on, guys." The young man walked down the stairs, took out his pocket watch from his inner pocket and looked at it, "Today is the drill day, are you ready?"

"Yes, yes!" Rachel clenched her fists. "My God, it's all like a dream. I felt so far away yesterday, and now I'm going to 'go to the battlefield'!"

"It's good to be excited, girl. It's not good to be nervous." The young man pulled out the handkerchief from his coat pocket and handed it to the girl, "I wish you a successful start."

Rachel folded the handkerchief into a silk flower and stuffed it into her coat pocket, like a soldier with a medal pinned on it, with high fighting spirit: "Okay!"

The young man smiled at her: "So, what about Brian?"

"He went out the back door early in the morning." Fella also came over, "I've seen him dressed up, and his appearance is exactly the same as the homeless I usually see-oh, but he still gave me a gentleman a feeling of."

"It's okay, we often see polite homeless people, don't we?" The young man commented with a smile, and then turned to Rachel, "Go to work, it's the same as usual, nothing special. Me and Ferra It's at a nearby cafe, but I'll see you at night, okay?"

"I understand." The girl waved goodbye to the two, "Then, I'm off to work, see you tonight!"

The two watched Rachel go out.After a while, the young man said to Fira: "Okay, now it's my turn to go to work. At four o'clock in the afternoon, I will go to the cafe I mentioned earlier."

Feila asked suspiciously, "Young Master, won't you go with me?"

"Of course I will go to the cafe, but not long after you arrive." The young man pointed to the door, "Since we left this door, today we are strangers to each other, just like we don't know each other when we went out in the morning." Same as the 'tramp'."

"Master?"

"I'll 'offend' you a little in the cafe, you have to be angry, Feila." The young man put his hands in his pockets, "It doesn't matter if you make things difficult for me, curse me, or make trouble for no reason."

"Master, I'm not such an aggressive person." Fira said, "This will make everyone look over, what an embarrassing scene it will be!"

"This is the scene." The young man looked at the weather-beaten lady with focused and confident eyes, "'Embarrassment' will make you quickly experience the stagnant atmosphere, you have been calm in a comfortable environment for too long, Feila .Trust me, it will help you a lot later on.”

Fela looked at him: "Experience... stagnation in the air?"

Two in the afternoon.

"...The above is my suggestion for today."

"Will all the auction items be carefully cleaned before taking them to the stage?" Chris was signing the document without raising his head, "It's not necessary."

"It's just a suggestion, Boss." The young man shrugged. "I just thought it would be good to have a unified cleaning at the end. What if any interested buyer asks for the item to be delivered to him immediately?"

"It's not a good thing to idealize the problem." Chris stamped the pen and closed the document, "There are many people on the day, and one more process will be more dangerous."

Sure enough, he was very strict... The young man lowered his eyes and said, "Then how about this... When you personally supervise the sales and enter the backstage, I will be on the scene with cleaning tools, what if it is useful?"

"That's your own business." Chris didn't comment, just slapped the stack of documents on his right, "Take these out."

"Okay, Mr. Chris."

Calm down, calm down.

The girl pushed the cleaning cart forward slowly in the gallery. She cleaned the paintings one by one, and took them off to wipe the back from time to time.Today is the closed day, and it is her turn to clean.She was the only one in the entire exhibition hall, except for her colleagues who occasionally passed by with things.

Small galleries are always like this, even the boss himself sometimes feels that there is nothing to guard against.What's more, this exhibition hall is advertised as "newcomers imitate masterpieces", and all the hanging works are copied, so no one cares.

The girl and her cleaning vehicle passed one copy after another of paintings, and finally stopped in front of "Girl Drinking Afternoon Tea".

This copy was made by a proud student of the academy. Because the painting technique is somewhat similar to that of the original painter, he is very handy in copying the original works of this series.And just like "Girl Drinking Afternoon Tea", this proud man also contributed several other similar paintings, which are also hung in this exhibition hall.

Rachel took off the painting and wiped it slowly and carefully.

With her back facing the entrance of this exhibition hall, she used the angle of her body to block most of the cleaning vehicle.Even if someone passed by in the direction of the entrance, they would not care about her actions for a while.There is another exit in the direction of her front, which connects to the next exhibition hall - because she is responsible for cleaning these small exhibition halls, so she can tell that almost no one else will appear at this time.

While wiping the picture frame, she inadvertently glanced in the direction of the exit, her ears also paying attention to the sound behind her.Then she took two steps back, turned her head naturally and glanced at the paintings that had just been wiped.

There was no one at the entrance and exit, and her hand had already opened the partition of the cleaning vehicle.

As if holding both sides of the facsimile with both hands—actually only the left hand is actually holding the frame—putting it slightly lower to look over the open partition, the right hand against the wall replaces the frame in the partition. The product picture is pulled out against the bottom of the copy, and finally the copy is quickly pushed into the compartment and closed.

The girl wiped the substitute pretendingly, then hung it on the wall.

Cleaning is still going on.

"Hey!" The woman in her fifties jumped up from the seat, "Be careful, I'm getting wet!"

The waiter and the young man holding the tray bowed in front of her and kept apologizing. A cup fell flat on the carpet, and there were spilled water stains all around.

Just now the waiter passed by the young man's seat with a glass of warm water in one hand. The young man just stood up and bumped into the tray without paying attention.The water cup on the tray fell to the ground in an instant, and the warm water poured down. In addition to the carpet, the lady who was sitting back to back with the young man also suffered.

She pointed to the large water stains on the skirt: "What should I do? My favorite skirt! It was cleaned and ironed before going out!"

"I'm really sorry." The young man apologized, and frantically touched his jacket pocket, and became even more at a loss when he realized that he didn't bring a handkerchief, "I didn't mean it, I just didn't pay attention..."

The waiter is also quite young, he seems to have no experience in dealing with such situations, and looks even more flustered than a young man.He even forgot to pick up the cup, and was so busy bowing and apologizing to the unfortunate woman.

"Didn't it be intentional? There are so many unintentional things in the world, are they all resolved by apologizing?" The woman's tone showed her anger, and her words were very acrimonious. , I said, it’s God’s blessing that you can live well to this day.”

The head waiter of the coffee shop hurried over, apologized and handed over a towel: "This is a clean new towel, please wipe it first."

"I don't!" the woman screamed, "I have important things to do later, you made me look like this, just wipe it off?"

Because there was so much movement, other customers in the coffee shop all looked over here.The whispering voices that were still there all stopped at this moment, and the woman's angry screams were especially obvious in the quiet coffee shop.

The head waiter gave the waiter a look, motioning him to pick up the cup first, and then said to the woman in a neutral manner: "Ma'am, this is just ordinary warm water, and it will dry quickly after you wipe it. Besides, there are cups in our store. The new cake is very suitable for afternoon tea, and I can give it to you..."

"What do you mean!" the woman interrupted him. "Am I greedy for free cake! Do you think I'm just trying not to pay for it? Hey, they're the ones who knocked over the water glass!"

She pointed at the young man and the waiter who had just picked up the water glass, which caused the head waiter to frown in embarrassment.To be honest, the water spilled on the skirt is actually not a big deal. If it is just the waiter's mistake, the cafe really has a whole set of procedures to deal with it.But another customer was involved in this matter, and the foreman couldn't decide the attitude of this client for a while.

The sudden silence became awkward and tense.Everyone else in the coffee shop was watching, especially the woman.If it started out as an ordinary accident—or even a minor accident that was not uncommon for a second glance—this woman was a master at making a fuss.

Instead of being calmed by the silence of the crowd, the woman became even angrier because of this unresponsive attitude. Her chest was obviously heaving due to panting heavily.Seeing that she was about to speak again, the young man with the lowest sense of presence finally expressed his opinion: "How about... how much is your skirt, I will pay for it."

"This is how you apologize! I don't want to stay here anymore!" The woman grabbed the cup that the waiter had just picked up and slammed it on the ground, then rushed out of the coffee shop before everyone could react.

The rattle on the door frame of the coffee shop jingled as the door opened and closed, and everyone watched as the woman's figure disappeared outside the door.The waiter felt something rolling under his feet and lowered his head. It was the glass that was "saved" by the carpet.

"Cough." The young man said helplessly, "I'll pay for her coffee."

At night, a man with the appearance of a "vagrant" came in from the back door of the Xiaoyang Building.

He held a bag in his hand, which contained some unfinished but discarded food or usable items, and held a cardboard shell in his other hand.This kind of paper case is usually used to hold some square items, such as newly purchased picture frames.Because Rachel's gallery is changing frames in batches recently, many of these paper shells are thrown away every day.

The "vagrant" threw the bag on the garbage dump, handed the paper shell to Feila who came up, nodded to everyone, and went upstairs.

The young man lowered his head and smiled when he passed by, "Thank you for your hard work."

He nodded back, with a personable manner, not at all like a homeless bum.

Rachel had already opened the paper case, and the facsimile of "Girl Drinking Tea" was revealed, the same one that was still hanging in the gallery during the day.

The girl took out a handkerchief from her pocket, put it on the painting and handed it to the young man: "Fortunately, life is not disgraceful."

"It's been hard work, let's relax for a while." The young man walked into the corridor on the first floor with the painting, "It's not over yet."

"When I started cleaning, I was so nervous that my palms were full of sweat." The girl put her hands behind her back, half leaning against the wall next to the still life oil painting, her eyes followed the figure of the young man, "When I took the painting, my mind was blank, but it became Calm down."

She looked at Feila again, as if exchanging experience: "When I realized it, I was holding a new painting. I just... hung it up."

"Sounds really wonderful." The young man stopped in front of the wall where "Sunflower" was originally hung, turned his head and said with a smile, "Fira's acting skills are also very good today!"

"It's really not my style to make things difficult for others." Feila sighed softly, "I haven't been looked at like this for a long time since I got old."

The young man smiled and said, "Age is just a number, dear lady. No one would have thought that behind such a stable life, you have done earth-shattering things. Just think about it—"

He took down the board with the newspaper clipping of "Serrawi Theater Auction Day" and hung up "Girl Drinking Tea" from the gallery, and then patted the dust on the clipping: "The newspapers overwhelmingly reported it You are hiding in the crowd, or just sitting on the rocking chair in the tea room, drinking tea while reading the report, thinking—"

Holding the newspaper clipping, the young man pretended to be reading a newspaper, raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth: "'Hey, I actually did this'."

The girl Rachel looked up at the "Girl Drinking Afternoon Tea" that she took down by herself: "It's incomparable."