"Yang Fan, your dad is hospitalized. The operation will cost a lot of money. You should have some money in your hand after working for so many years." The anxious voice of his mother came from the phone.

Yang Fan hesitated: "It's not a big problem. How many are needed?"

"The doctor said it's liver cancer. The operation costs about 150,000 yuan. Fanfan, it's not my mother who forced you. If you don't do this operation, your father will be dead." Her mother said an astronomical figure in a tearful voice.

One hundred and fifty thousand!

Yang Fan's head was buzzing.

It had only been two years since he graduated from college, and he still majored in the history department, which has the least financial prospects.

I haven't been able to find a satisfactory job since I graduated, so I happened to work as an apprentice in an antique shop this year.

I didn't expect that this kind of thing would happen before the first month's salary was paid.

The mother who was far away in her hometown didn't know her son's difficulties, and immediately became angry when she didn't hear Yang Fan's answer.

"Yang Fan, are you listening? Why don't you speak? That's your biological father, you don't care?"

"Well, Mom, don't worry. Just wait a few days and I'll call you 150,000 yuan in a few days. Don't worry, I have money." Yang Fan said bravely and hung up the phone with a smile.

"Yang Fan, what are you doing? You are not allowed to answer the phone during working hours. Did you know?"

As soon as he put down the phone, Li Changgeng, the manager of the antique store, walked over angrily, stretched out his hand and poked Yang Fan on the forehead.

Yang Fan didn't dare to speak, so he only smiled and said: "Manager Li, it was a call from home just now. My father has liver cancer and is hospitalized..."

"Don't tell me what you have or don't have. I don't care what's going on at home! Company regulations state that except for work calls, no other personal calls are allowed during work."

"You knowingly committed a crime and two hundred dollars will be deducted from your salary this month."

Li Changgeng took out his assessment book and quickly made a note for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's eyes were spitting fire, but he dared not speak out when he was angry.

Li Changgeng is an old employee of the store. After working in the store for more than 20 years, he has developed a sharp eye and is able to identify treasures accurately and rarely make mistakes.

Even the boss has to respect him a bit.

Not to mention him, the new apprentice.

"You young people don't take your work seriously at all. When you go to work, you are either playing with your mobile phone or talking on the phone. With an attitude like this, you will end up working as a handyman for the rest of your life."

"Just like you, Yang Fan, I don't think you can become a treasure appraiser in your life. You'd better change your career as soon as possible and go to a factory to drive screws!"

Li Changgeng began to lecture Yang Fan nonchalantly, despising him from his heels to his hair, but Yang Fan did not dare to reply and had to endure it.

After cursing for more than twenty minutes, until Li Changgeng's mouth went dry, he pushed an antique black box in front of Yang Fan and said arrogantly:

"Yesterday Mr. Song Dongcheng fell in love with a pair of butterfly jade pendants from the Ming Dynasty in our store. Please give them to someone quickly."

"Be careful on the road and don't make any mistakes. This thing is worth three million. If you bump into it, you won't be able to afford it if I sell it to you."

Yang Fan glanced at the box, which was sealed with beeswax.

Yang Fan was naturally not qualified to see the precious jade pendant inside.

Although he was aggrieved, as an apprentice, these errands were what Yang Fan was supposed to do.

He casually put the palm-sized box into his coat pocket and rode his little electric donkey towards Dongcheng.

The sun above his head was very fierce, but Yang Fan drove very slowly.

He was worried, thinking about ending this mission as soon as possible, and thinking about his father's medical expenses of 150,000 yuan.

One hundred and fifty thousand?

Where can I get so much money?

Thinking about it, Yang Fan suddenly came to a sudden stop on the road.

A bold idea comes to mind!

If I run away with this jade pendant...

He was a little ready to move, but suddenly he shivered under the scorching sun.

I quickly put an end to this unrealistic idea.

Don't reach out, otherwise you will be caught!

Yang Fan calmed down suddenly, and then thought that the water behind the antique shop was very deep, and if he provoked the big boss behind it, his life would be over!

And at this moment, while he was in a daze, a red BMW suddenly rushed towards him from the other side of the road.

Bang!

Yang Fan had no time to dodge and was knocked four to five meters away.

Snap, the box on his body fell out, and a yellowish ancient jade fell out of the box.

It was torn apart in Yang Fan's extremely desperate eyes.

No!!!!

Yang Fan let out a desperate cry, ignoring the pain on his body, and crawled in front of the jade pendant with all his strength, trying to piece the jade pendants together with trembling hands.

At this moment, a drop of blood fell on the jade pendant, and with a whoosh, a golden light shot into Yang Fan's eyes.

He felt dizzy and passed out immediately.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already lying in the hospital.

His boss Liu Yutang and the store manager Li Changgeng were sitting next to him.

The faces of both people were quite ugly.

Yang Fan now wants to die.

He got into big trouble.

He broke a piece of antique jade worth three million, and before he passed out, he saw that the owner of the car that caused the accident had escaped.

According to the rules of the store, this antique jade worth three million fell on him.


Chapter completed!