After the three people entered the store, they first looked around.
Seeing that the boss and the waiters were not there, there was only a little kid and a bad old man whom he didn't recognize in the store. This made one of the short middle-aged men frown and look a little impatient.
Another short-haired man took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, obviously wanting to call someone.
At this moment, the tall young man among the three people exclaimed and pointed in the direction of the counter.
"Eh?!"
"It's that box..."
"There is no mistake. I saw the boss put the tiger head jade pendant in this wooden box with my own eyes that day."
Hearing this, the short middle-aged man and the short-haired man looked happy.
After the two looked at each other, they quickly walked to the counter and squeezed Mr. Wang aside.
The short middle-aged man grabbed the wooden box in his hand and opened the wooden box with his trembling right hand. When he saw the familiar tiger head jade pendant lying quietly inside, he couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Just as the short middle-aged man closed the wooden box and was about to stuff it into his trouser pocket, a rough, iron-like hand grabbed his wrist.
Before the short middle-aged man could react, the hand snatched the wooden box away from him with lightning speed.
Looking at his empty right hand, the short middle-aged man looked ugly. He raised his head and stared at the culprit who snatched the wooden box away - Mr. Wang with cold eyes.
Mr. Wang frowned slightly and said: "Do you know the rules? This thing is not yours. Take it away as you say. Have you ever asked the owner of this thing?"
Before the short middle-aged man could say anything, the short-haired man took the lead and said, "Uncle, this tiger head jade pendant was originally sold to Zhenbaozhai by us."
"We are here this time to redeem this jade pendant."
Hearing this, Zhou Shiqi's eyes lit up, he looked at the two people's backs, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Originally, Zhou Shiqi was a little worried, wondering if there was any way to find out the origin of the tiger head jade pendant from the young master of Zhenbaozhai.
Unexpectedly, by such a coincidence, this seller actually appeared!
Zhou Shiqi had to lament that sometimes luck can't be stopped even when it comes.
When Mr. Wang heard the short-haired man's explanation, he was slightly surprised and said: "This tiger head jade pendant is not a good thing. You have already sold it to this Zhenbaozhai, why are you redeeming it?"
The short-haired man's eyes flickered, and he coughed dryly and said: "Uncle, this tiger head jade pendant is an heirloom of our family. It's an unfilial thing. I owed some gambling debts, so I secretly sold this jade pendant at home."
As he spoke, the short-haired man pointed at the tall young man at the door and continued: "This jade pendant is a treasure passed down from our ancestors, so we can't throw it away."
"So as soon as we got the news, we rushed over in a hurry to redeem the jade pendant."
The young man had a drooped face and muttered in a low voice: "Use me as an excuse again?"
Every move of the young man was watched by Zhou Shiqi, so naturally Zhou Shiqi would not believe the words of the short-haired man.
This short-haired man obviously lied a lot, and none of what he said was true.
What's more, if this tiger head jade pendant was really an heirloom of their family, the family would have been in a state of panic, or even more seriously, they would have been ruined!
Mr. Wang touched his chin and said, "So that's the case. That's no wonder."
"However, you should wait first. After I finish the work with the young master of Zhenbaozhai, you can go to him to deal with the matter of redeeming the jade pendant."
The short middle-aged man was about to have a seizure, but he was stopped by the short-haired man. After winking at him, the short middle-aged man curled his lips and gave up. However, he still glared at Mr. Wang in confusion.
Not long after, Zhang Ziqian came out of the room.
Zhang Ziqian was also stunned when he saw three more people in the store.
However, Zhang Ziqian had seen all three of them, so he just thought they were here to deliver goods again and motioned them to wait.
Zhang Ziqian put 60,000 yuan in cash on the counter and pushed it in front of Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang understood and handed the wooden box in his hand to Zhang Ziqian.
Zhang Ziqian glanced at the wooden box and quickly looked away. Then he fixed his gaze firmly on Mr. Wang and said in a deep voice: "Old man, this is 60,000 yuan in cash. We now have both money and goods."
As he spoke, Zhang Ziqian glanced around unintentionally, and suddenly lowered his voice and said: "Can you tell me now... the reason?"
Mr. Wang counted the cash in front of him with a smile on his face, and said without looking back: "The reason? What reason?"
"Oh, you said that, well... let me think about it first!"
Zhang Ziqian's forehead had blue veins popping out, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Old man, please stop joking with me, okay?"
"I'm talking to you about something serious!"
Mr. Wang suddenly slapped his head and said with a smile: "Look at me, this man is old and his memory is not as good as before."
"I remembered that the problems you and your dad had were actually yourselves."
"Huh?!" Zhang Ziqian frowned, confused.
With a chuckle, Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "You still don't understand?"
"What I mean is... you should focus on your tricks from now on, and don't collect all unclear things into the store."
"Sometimes, these things of unknown origin often have some dirty things on them."
"Dirty stuff?" Zhang Ziqian's pupils shrank, and he licked his dry lips and said, "Old man, you mean, my store has that kind of dirty stuff?"
Mr. Wang nodded firmly.
Zhang Ziqian's expression changed drastically.
At the same time, the short middle-aged man, the short-haired man and the tall young man also trembled, and the faces of these three people suddenly turned extremely pale.
Mr. Wang curled his lips and couldn't help but curse, are all of them so courageous?
Zhang Ziqian took a deep breath and said with a stern face: "Old man, please tell me, what kind of things are dirty in my store?"
For a moment, except for Zhou Shiqi, everyone else's eyes were fixed on Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang looked very solemn and pointed his finger in the direction of Zhang Ziqian.
Zhang Ziqian's face turned green at that moment.
Fortunately, Mr. Wang quickly removed his finger, which made Zhang Ziqian’s teeth itch with hatred and he really wanted to slap that old face.
As Mr. Wang pointed his finger at the short middle-aged man, the short-haired man and the tall young man one after another, the eyes of these three people began to wander.
Finally, Mr. Wang pointed his finger in the direction of the shelf on the side and said straight to the point: "It is the culprit!"