"Can't you do it yourself? Why do you need me to help you?"

Grandpa Zhao was full of doubts.

"Because they won't sell it to me."

"Why?"

"Afraid that I'll crack down on fraud."

"Oh~ So that's it. I hate people who sell fake goods the most in my life. I'm here to help! Let's go!"

Seeing Grandpa Zhao's righteous look, Zhang Hao smiled and nodded.

After a short walk, we returned to the door of the jade shop called Yushantang.

Because there are the most fakes here, fifteen pieces in total!

Fifteen items, at least two to three million!

If you make a false claim, you will be compensated 10%, which is 20 to 30 million!

wakaka!

However, when Grandpa Zhao saw the signboard of Yushantang, he suddenly frowned.

"Grandpa Zhao, let me tell you which jade items to buy first, and then you can just swipe your card."

Zhang Hao took out his bank card and described the fifteen fakes.

Grandpa Zhao sighed angrily, took the bank card, and walked into the store with a sullen face.

Zhang Hao was watching outside the door.

After a while, I saw Grandpa Zhao paying with his card and walked in directly.

"Wait a minute, these jades are all fake."

When the saleswoman saw it was Zhang Hao, she immediately frowned.

"Handsome guy, it's none of your business here, please don't cause trouble!"

"I asked this old man to come here, and he swiped my card. Do you have anything to do with me?"

"ah?"

The waiter was stunned and suddenly understood something.

I have to say, this handsome guy is so badass!

At this time, Grandpa Zhao on the side took out his mobile phone from his pocket.

He made a phone call and started yelling:

"You bastard, you're selling fake goods!"

"Stop talking nonsense and come to the store immediately!"

After that, hang up the phone directly.

Zhang Hao was slightly stunned.

what's the situation?

Could it be that Grandpa Zhao knows the owner of this store?

And the relationship is pretty good?

Do we need ten times the compensation?

In his thoughts, Grandpa Zhao's voice sounded.

"Xiao Zhang, have you known for a long time that there are fakes here?"

Zhang Hao thought for a while and decided to tell the truth.

No matter what kind of relationship Grandpa Zhao has with the store owner, he will still be punished if he is fake.

"Yes, I took a look at it just now. Although I found some fakes, they didn't sell them to me."

"This is happening!"

Grandpa Zhao's face was filled with anger, and he turned to look at the saleswoman.

"Let me ask you, is it Zhao Xiong who didn't let you sell it?"

The young lady was too scared to speak, so she just nodded.

Although I don’t know who this old man is.

But Zhao Xiong is the owner of a jade shop.

Since the old man dared to call him by his first name and got angry, he must be the boss' elder.

"We'll talk about this bastard when he comes!"

Grandpa Zhao said angrily.

Just then, an uncle in his forties or fifties walked in.

When the uncle saw Grandpa Zhao, he immediately smiled.

"Dad, why are you here?"

The angry Grandpa Zhao scolded:

"Don't call me dad! I don't have a dad like you! That's not right!"

"You're not my dad! That's not right either!"

"What the hell, I'm so angry!"

The furious Grandpa Zhao took out the seven wolves from his waist, walked up to his son Zhao Xiong, and threw them on his butt.

Beating and scolding at the same time:

"I'm going to let you sell fake goods!"

Snapped!

"I've disgraced you so much!"

Snapped!

"How can I still work in this business in the future?"

Snapped!

"What do my colleagues think of me?"

Snapped!

"I'm so angry!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhang Hao on the side was stunned.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Zhao is actually the father of the store owner.

Then why did he buy jade for himself?

Killing relatives out of righteousness?

The saleswoman also looked shocked.

Unexpectedly, the usually dignified boss was beaten like a grandson by his father.

I really agreed with what I said. I don’t dare to think that my son is acting like a jerk. I should be beaten if I am the one who is acting like him.

This is bloodline suppression!

"Dad, please stop fighting!"

Zhao Xiong began to beg for mercy.

"How could I possibly sell fakes?"

Snapped!

"Those fakes are not mine, they belong to a friend of mine."

Snapped!

"Okay, I admit, I bought it at a low price."

Snapped!

"Stop it, I promise never to sell fakes again!"

Snapped!

"I said I won't sell it, why are you still fighting?"

The seven wolves in Grandpa Zhao's hand finally stopped.
To be continued...