"You are the only one who is easy to talk to, Grandpa Mu-"
"Is he still talking?"
The young man couldn't help but retorted to Mr. Zhou in a low voice.
He had been asking for help just now, but Mr. Mu had no reaction at all.
Is it still easy to talk like this?
The young man thinks Mr. Zhou may have some misunderstanding about being easy to talk to, right?
...
"It's not easy to talk yet?"
Mr. Zhou glared at the young man and said, "I just want you to get the wood carving back."
"You don't need to do anything else."
"I forgot just now."
"You kid didn't even say sorry to your Grandpa Mu."
"Remember to make up for it tomorrow."
"Apologise properly, do you hear me?"
"..."
Mr. Zhou raised his voice, "Did you hear that?"
"heard it."
The young man yelled back angrily, and then muttered impatiently, "It's so annoying."
…
"I am the one who is most affected by this incident."
The young man was still a little unwilling and couldn't help but think to himself, "What if no one believes in what I have in my hand..."
"you deserve it."
Mr. Zhou cursed.
But after all, he was his son who he had loved since childhood. Seeing the young man looking depressed, the old man still comforted him, "It's okay."
"It's hard for others to tell."
"But your Grandpa Mu will not tell this matter everywhere."
"Even if other people hear some rumors, if the person involved doesn't say anything, they are just catching on to the rumors."
"So, you kid would like to thank you, Grandpa Mu."
Thinking of his son's behavior just now, Mr. Zhou frowned again, "Do you still have that attitude?"
"If Grandpa Mu doesn't come to the door, nothing will happen."
The young man was still a little reluctant.
"You brat, why don't you just say you don't want to sell the birthday gifts I gave you?"
Mr. Zhou stroked his chest.
He was really going to be pissed off by this bastard.
"Is our family bankrupt, or are you in debt?"
"You're so depressed that you have to sell your birthday gifts to make money?"
"You are too careless in what you do!"
"You just want people to laugh at you, right?"
…
"I never thought about selling wood carvings."
The young man retorted somewhat fiercely, then lowered his voice, "I quite like that wood carving too."
"But you sold the wood carvings."
Mr. Zhou calmly stated the facts, "He also lied to others and said it was a work by a Qing Dynasty master, and sold it for a huge price."
"I didn't expect it either."
The young man explained, “This time, someone really liked the wood carving in my hand when they saw it, and took the initiative to come to me and say they wanted to buy it.”
"Then you don't have to sell it."
Mr. Zhou is not that easy to fool.
"I didn't plan to sell it at first, and I told people it was a birthday gift from an elder."
Seeing that Mr. Zhou remained silent, the young man continued, "But it doesn't matter if the other party says it's more expensive. He really likes this wood carving."
"Then you said it was a wood carving by a master from the Qing Dynasty and raised the price?"
There was no need for the young man to continue, Mr. Zhou would just settle down and move on.
"……right."
The young man was a little embarrassed, "On the one hand, I thought I could raise the price if I could."
He did not deny that he was a little greedy at the time.
Especially after seeing the other party act like a wealthy person who is sincerely buying and the price is not an issue.
"On the one hand, I also thought that if the other party thinks the price is too high and won't buy it, then I just accept this idea."
"I also know that it's not a good idea to resell the gifts."
"You still know it's not good."
Mr. Zhou stabbed his son.
"Then...who can't get along with money?"
The young man was quite confident, "The other party paid such a high price and was so sincere. I would be embarrassed if I didn't sell it to him."
"A bunch of lies."
Mr. Zhou was not angry.
...
"That's right, Dad."
The young man asked with some caution, "That money..."
The car he just bought didn't even have a heater.
And his friends all know that he bought a new car.
It was only a few days ago that the car disappeared. The reason was hard to explain. How could he see his friends?
"money……"
Mr. Zhou muttered, "Don't move your car."
"When you become an adult, you need to have a car."
"Speaking of which, you, too, bought a car when you said you wanted to, and you didn't even discuss spending such a large amount of money with us?"
Mr. Zhou glared at the young man again, "You are really getting more and more messy."
"Isn't this a surprise for you?"
The man sneered.
"surprise?"
Mr. Zhou sneered, "You've given us quite a few surprises."
The man had a silly smile on his face.
"okay."
Mr. Zhou waved his hand and said, "We'll discuss the situation when we meet the person tomorrow."
"Dad helped you pay for this."
"Thank you dad."
The man smiled very flatteringly.
"You brat, you won't tell your dad if you want a car, but you want..."
Mr. Zhou couldn't help but scolded him again.
"Accident, accident."
The man shouted helplessly, "This time it was really an accident."
…
The next day, everyone met in Gumuxuan.
The buyer is a middle-aged man who is very talkative.
Mainly because this man really likes Mu Lao's wood carvings.
I think Mulao’s wood carvings are very spiritual.
Mu Lao's words yesterday also made him appreciate this somewhat "pedantic" craftsman who is now rare.
He directly said that the money did not need to be refunded.
And he placed another order, hoping that Mu Lao could carve a large piece for him to put in his office.
Mu Lao said that he would not charge for this big item, even if it was 500,000 yuan.
The middle-aged man disagreed.
Say one code means one code.
In fact, the middle-aged man knew very well that Master Qianmu, the previous wood carver, had not gotten it either.
It was Zhou Mingbao's own fault to lie to him that the wood carving was the work of a master from the Qing Dynasty.
Master Mu himself knew nothing.
Then how can Master Mu be made to pay for this behavior?
This is so unfair to Master Mu.
…
The two sides could not hold on any longer, and there was no way for Mr. Zhou to persuade Mr. Mu to continue like this.
Let Mu Lao accept the other party's proposal.
If you really feel that you can't live with it, just give the other person some discount when the time comes.
After all, in the final analysis, it was his son who did something wrong, not Mu Lao.
Why is Mr. Mu so polite here?
If you open the door for business, how can you push the business to other places?
…
With everyone's unanimous persuasion, Mu Lao accepted the middle-aged man's order.
When the final delivery was made, Mu Lao gave the other party a 20% discount.
This was agreed upon from the beginning. Others were also worried that the old man would announce a discount, so they directly gave him a very low discount.
Then the previous debate is meaningless.
…
Because of this incident, Mu Lao gained a customer who really liked his wood carvings, which was an unexpected blessing.
