Chapter 1413 Rejection. Continued

It's not just the anger, the feeling of shame is what makes it hard to let go.

"how do you know?"

Mr. Zhou was surprised at Xiao Xiao's sharpness.

"Guess."

Xiao Xiao smiled.

"He is indeed a top student from Yanda University."

Mr. Zhou was quite impressed, "That's how smart he is."

"Yes."

Mr. Zhou nodded and said, "The wooden carved screen was indeed given as a gift."

"and-"

"It's given as a birthday present."

"It was given by...his father."

The old man reached out and rubbed his forehead.

"Mr. Wang, the customer who bought the wooden screen, is celebrating his father's eightieth birthday."

"Although the old man is very old, he is in good spirits and his favorite animal is the tiger."

“So Mr. Wang fell in love with Zhou Zhou’s screen at first sight and bought it directly at a high price.”

"result……"

Mr. Zhou paused for a moment before speaking with some difficulty, "At the banquet, someone pointed out that the wooden carved screen he presented was not the work of a Qing Dynasty master at all, but a fake."

"That he was deceived."

"The person who spoke was Mr. Wang's younger brother."

Old Zhou sighed deeply again. Why does so many bad things happen to this kid Zhou Zhou?

How many people who sell antiques don’t speak nonsense?
Which one of them doesn't talk about it in a grandiose way, as if the things in his hands are rare treasures?
But among so many people, only a few can do somersaults.

Take him for example. He started out as a clerk in another antique shop, and later opened his own antique shop. After so many years, it’s not that he hasn’t fallen before, but no one has ever fallen as big as Zhou Zhou this time.

How many years has this kid been in the industry?
There is really no luck at all.

"you know too."

"The dirty stuff in a big family."

Elder Zhou shook his head. "Brothers are at odds with each other and are trying to trip each other up."

"Mr. Wang made a big fool of himself at the banquet."

"And it happened to be at such an important party as his father's 80th birthday."

"Mr. Wang's father is unhappy and somewhat dissatisfied with Mr. Wang."

“…This is a very serious problem in a large family.”

So, the person to whom he asked for help told him that the other party just wanted to beat Zhou Zhou up and vent his anger, and that the fact that he understood the matter was already a good temper.

Otherwise, if it was someone with a worse temper, how could he give any multiple-choice questions?

They want money directly and also want to beat people up.

That's truly a ruthless move.

But the old man couldn't accept this.

He did not say these words.

Of course, he thought, with Xiaoxiao's intelligence, the child would understand even if he didn't say it.

"The person I asked for help said that unless I could find Mr. Wang's father to speak up for me, it would be useless to ask anyone else."

"Mr. Wang was so angry that he just wanted to vent his anger on someone."

"That person said that Mr. Wang's goal is not money."

"It's just a fake. It's nothing to Mr. Wang. To put it bluntly, it's not like Mr. Wang hasn't bought fakes before."

"That's why we said a price that we can't possibly afford."

"He just wanted to beat someone up."

Mr. Zhou said angrily, "Zhou Zhou just walked into the trap."

Hearing this, Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly.

Mr. Zhou’s logic... seems to have some problems?
"Mr. Wang was so angry because Zhou Mingbao sold him a fake screen, which made him look bad at his father's birthday party."

Grandpa Mu has great craftsmanship.

But for someone who wants to buy a work by a Qing Dynasty woodcarving master, no matter how good it is, it is a modern work, not an antique.

It is even more incomparable to the heritage and value of antiques.

That is a fake, a counterfeit.

...Mr. Zhou’s face twitched.

Why does this child speak so bluntly?

He used to think that the child was smart, but now he wondered if the child had become stupid from studying too much.
"hehe."

Mr. Zhou laughed twice.

"Xiaoxiao, Grandpa Zhou's last hope lies in you."

"You must help Grandpa Zhou."

Xiao Xiao wanted to laugh.

The corners of his mouth actually curled up slightly.

"Grandpa Zhou."

Xiao Xiao said calmly, "You just said that unless Mr. Wang's father comes to talk to Mr. Wang in person, there will be no turning point. Otherwise, it will be useless for anyone else to say anything."

"Then why did you come to see me?"

Xiao Xiao didn't quite understand the old man's thoughts.

"I don't even know that Mr. Wang."

"You don't think that if I go there, I can change Mr. Wang's mind, right?"

……

Mr. Zhou opened his mouth.

I was speechless for a moment.

He didn't actually think too much about it.

The deadline is approaching.

He made all the necessary efforts, but to no avail.

His wife and son would just look at him and ask what to do?
What to do, what to do...How does he know what to do? !

Just when he was getting irritated, he suddenly remembered that he had gone to Xiao's Teahouse to seek help two days ago, or three days ago? He couldn't remember clearly, anyway, that day he had heard some rumors about Lao Mu's son.

The other party has not given him any feedback yet.

His eyes lit up slightly.

At that time, Xiao Xiao became his only hope and the last straw.

He didn't think about what Xiao Xiao would do, or how such a child whom he knew well could help him?

He was just thinking that there was someone who might be able to help him but hadn't responded to him yet.

He is going to find this person.

No matter how small the possibility is, he will try it.

……

"But the son of Old Wood..."

The only basis for Mr. Zhou's information was the story about Lao Mu's son that he heard from others by chance.

"You don't know the other person either?"

Mr. Zhou's mind worked quickly, "But you still helped Lao Mu's son and Xiao Mu solve the problem."

"Isn't it?"

"Xiaoxiao, Grandpa Zhou won't let you help in vain."

"if only-"

"Grandpa Zhou."

Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly, "There is one thing you may not realize."

"Mu Tansong is just a target of the other party."

"Losing a target is not a big deal for the other side."

“So, if this goal becomes a little tricky, he doesn’t mind giving it up.”

"Otherwise, what you put in won't be proportional to what you get."

“It’s not worth it.”

Xiao Xiao's words were vague, but he thought the old man understood his meaning.

"However, Zhou Mingbao is Mr. Wang's only target."

"Do you know how difficult it is to get someone to give up their only goal?"

"As you said before, perhaps only Mr. Wang's father could do this."

"Yes, but."

Mr. Zhou opened his mouth anxiously, wanting to refute, wanting to defend, wanting to continue saying something.
But he still couldn't utter a complete sentence.

(End of this chapter)