Since the quality of the Gu family's wool is not good, he is not the only one who has been deceived.
He thought of the fat boss Tong who competed with him for raw materials yesterday.
"Sorry, I'll make a call first."
Qin Donglou quickly called Boss Tong.
It took a long time before someone picked up.
"Lao, Lao Qin?" Boss Tong's voice was hesitant and strange.
"Boss Tong, are you sick?" What doesn't sound right?
"Why are you sick? I was robbed on my way home yesterday!"
Boss Tong was cursing on the phone.
I wish I could scold the robbers for their eighteenth generation ancestors.
"How is that possible?" Qin Donglou was stunned, "Who can think so hard? Don't you know that you are the most stingy person?"
Even the cars are made in China, and the Tong family are the stingiest rich people he has ever seen.
"Yeah, who doesn't know that labor and management are the most stingy people, but many people also know that labor and management just bought a lot of wool at Gu's house yesterday. All the wool was taken away!"
Boss Tong was heartbroken.
Was the material stolen?
Such a big handwriting should be easy to detect.
"Boss Tong, the security in City C has been good these years, and the children's team of the city bureau are experts in solving crimes. If it is really robbed, the person should be found soon."
"Stop comforting me. With so much money, my wife has to beat me to death...ah, my wife is so angry!"
On the other end of the phone, there was a woman's voice, which seemed to be saying, "I'm not dead yet."
Qin Donglou didn't tell Boss Tong that maybe not a single piece of the wool he bought would go up.
But Boss Tong was sad, so he didn't say anything.
After hanging up the phone, there was silence for a while.
He didn't even know who was worse off, himself or Boss Tong.
Manshu squatted on some cut scraps and looked at them.
Seeing this, Qin Donglou advised her: "Girl Manshu, I know you were good at picking up leaks before. Ah, no, you are good at turning waste into treasure. But these woolen materials are extremely broken, so there should be no possibility of gambling gains.
Already."
Qin Donglou remembered that Manshu bought scraps once and then gambled away high-grade jadeite.
I thought she was trying to pick something up here again.
Previously, because he was unwilling to give up, he asked Master Jieshi to carefully unpack these woolen materials.
Every piece of scrap now is genuine.
Take it out and set it up as a street stall. If you sell it for 100 yuan or 3 yuan, no one will take notice of it.
"I know, I'm not betting on whether they can rise, but I feel something's not right."
Manshu picked up a piece of scrap material with some green on it.
When Qin Donglou saw that, he became even more angry: "This is based on green skin, a thin layer, it is useless at all."
In the past, some had green skin and could be polished into small ornaments.
But this obviously doesn't work.
"Uncle Qin, you are experienced, take a closer look, don't you think there is anything wrong?"
Manshu handed the piece of scrap to Qin Donglou.
Qin Donglou originally didn't want to take another look, because today's loss was enough to make him heartbroken.
But after Manshu asked this, Qin Donglou had to take another look.
He looked carefully and didn't think anything was wrong.
"Do you have a magnifying glass here?" Seeing that he couldn't see anything unusual, Manshu thought about it.
This kind of thing can generally not be seen with the naked eye.
After getting the magnifying glass, Manshu pointed it at a certain angle of the scrap.
"This...why is there a gap!"
Qin Donglou has never encountered such a thing so far.
This piece of green-skinned jade actually seems to be embedded in it.