C2 Make a fortune

Who wouldn't want to be rich? But I'm not the kind of person who loses his mind just by looking at money, or else I wouldn't be muddleheaded in the city. It's precisely because I have my own principles that I wouldn't do anything and end up doing nothing.

Sometimes I also think, maybe I should be in cahoots with others, should fawn on my boss, should be scheming and scheming.

Seeing that I didn't immediately respond, Bayonet threw me another heavy pound, raised his index finger and said, "One hundred thousand! As long as you follow me and do it, I'll give you at least a hundred thousand yuan for one trip! "

Hearing this number, I admit that my heart moves. A hundred thousand, even if ordinary people don't eat or drink, they still have to work for three years!

Especially for someone like me, who has suffered a lot from all the hard work, this is the most deadly attraction.

"It's not drug trafficking, is it? I won't do anything against the law. "

There has never been a free lunch in this world. Even though I was very excited, I still kept my eyes open.

"Look at what you're saying, can I look for you for matters against the law? We've grown up together. " The bayonet patted his chest in assurance.

"Think about it, your mom. After so many years, you're still guarding that shabby grocery store. Don't you want her to enjoy the rest of her life?"

That's right, it took a lot of effort for my mother to pull me up. It sounded like a sentence, but how much hardship did it involve? Could it be that I'll make her suffer for the rest of her life?

I fell silent and finally spoke through gritted teeth.

"Then let's do it like this, I'm not interested in murder and arson. You know my character, if you let me know it's a crime, I'll be the first to turn myself in and expose you."

A hundred thousand was too much of a temptation. It meant that my old broken house could be renovated, which also meant that my mother would have to part with most of her life's suffering and live a peaceful life in her later years.

Seeing that I was interested, the barbed head increased his firepower and told me that if he did well, he could raise the price. He also said that his shop made antiques, and all I needed to do was deliver his antiques safely to the customers.

Hearing that it was an antique, I reluctantly accepted it. Although I do not know much about antique, but I know that this line is extremely profitable and often priceless, and one of them could even earn me millions or even tens of millions. Thinking about it this way, my one hundred thousand yuan salary is not that high anymore.

However, I still felt a little uneasy. Why would the thorn be looking for me?

Although, he said, I had worked outside, had seen a lot, had gone out and learned how to protect antiques, and had grown up together, he wanted to help me out of poverty.

However, the more he explained, the more I felt that something was amiss. It was true that we had been friends since we were young, but my relationship with him wasn't good enough to share the path to becoming rich.

There were at least four or five thousand people in the town who had said they had passed through the gate. Not to mention that there were quite a few relatives among them.

However, despite the slight uneasiness in his heart, his words made sense. A hundred thousand dollars was no less tempting to me than the temptation of a drunk woman with all sorts of seductive gestures on her bed.

In the end, I agreed.

He seemed very happy to see me agree. He drank several glasses of wine in one go, and when he was about to leave, he gave me fifty thousand dollars.

How could I dare to accept it without doing anything? After all, I haven't worked, but the Spike was very stubborn and forced its way over. He even said that if I didn't take it, I would look down on him.

Seeing that his words had reached such a point, how could I not accept them? However, when I accepted the fifty thousand yuan, I saw a sly smile at the corner of Stabbing Head's mouth. That smile disappeared in a flash.

With fifty thousand dollars in my pocket, I thought, when my mother sees that fifty thousand dollars, she will be happy.

I've been gone for four years, and because of my ex-girlfriend, my money is basically all moonlight. I haven't sent any money home at all.

The next day, when I woke up from my sleep, I saw the food my mother had prepared. There was a note under the food, which said that she had gone to work, that she had left me to eat, and that she had opened the door to set up the stall.

Recalling how my mother's gray hair was still so busy, my heart was filled with bitterness. I knew that my mother was working so hard for my sake. She probably wanted to earn more money to help my wife raise the money for me.

After I got up and ate, instead of opening the stall, I put fifty thousand dollars under my mother's pillow and wrote a note.

After that, I dialed the number for the bayonet and told him I was going to visit his shop.

The bayonet did not have much of a reaction. He just told me the address of the shop.

I had thought that Thornhead's antique shop would be in a crowded market, but when I looked for the address, I found that his shop was at the edge of the town. There weren't many antiques in the shop, either.

I asked him curiously, and he told me that antiques are not for sale, but are often closed for three years, open for three years, and even in the bazaar the business is not much better.

I asked again when I would start the delivery, and just then his cell phone rang. He looked at the screen, smiled at me, and went out to answer it.

When he answered the phone, I went over to the shelf and carefully examined the antiques on it.

That's what I thought. Since even a thorn can succeed, can't I do the same?

However, after looking at it for a moment, his eyes started to ache, but he couldn't tell if it was real or fake.

"This is not... "That's not it …"

I was about to continue watching when I heard a woman's voice behind me.

I turned to see a woman in a T-shirt and skirt, pointing at the shelves with her back to me.

I felt that the woman was somewhat familiar, but I couldn't directly disturb her, so I intentionally coughed.

The cough, as I wished, caught the attention of the woman, who looked back at me.

Looking at her face, my heart jumps. This woman is the one I saw when I was preparing to pack up my stall last night! However, there was no difference between her eyes last night. At this moment, they were shining brightly.

"Have you seen my pendant? There's a little ant in it. " The woman smiled at me and gestured.

I shook my head.

"I don't see him, but the owner is outside calling. You can ask him when he comes back."

Seeing that I didn't know, the woman didn't pay any more attention to me and turned around to walk out the door. As she walked, she pointed to the air left and right as she spoke, "Not this …" "That's not it either."

Although women seemed a little strange, I didn't really care about the people in this world. I continued to focus on the antiques on the shelves.

Not long after the woman left, the barbed head returned to the shop.

Seeing that I was studying the antique, the barbed head walked over and patted my shoulder with a smile.

"These are all fakes. The real ones won't be casually displayed."

Hearing this, I awkwardly smiled. After observing for a long time, I didn't expect that they were all fakes …

"Oh right, there was a customer just now. Did you run into him when we were walking out?"

I thought of the woman, and said to the barbed head.

"Did someone just go out? Why didn't I see it? " Stabbing Thread raised his eyebrows and looked at me with a puzzled expression.

No?

Women and thugs are just in and out. There's no reason not to.

"It was a woman, about thirty years old, wearing a T-shirt and skirt. She said she was looking for a purple pendant with ants inside."

"What?!" Hearing my words, Bayonet froze. His eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. I could even see cold sweat trickling down his forehead. He seemed to be very scared.

It's just that I don't understand. It's just a woman coming to see the goods, what's there to be afraid of?

Stabbing Head was stunned for about a minute. When he realised that he had lost his mind, he immediately smiled at me. It was just that his smile at this moment was even uglier than crying.

"Oh, oh, oh, look... "Look at my memory, the person who came in just now was a woman. We don't have what she wanted."

The sharp tongued stutterer actually stuttered when he spoke. Faintly, I felt that he seemed to be concealing something, but he didn't have a specific answer.

"Um, it's getting late. You should go back and rest. Wait for me at home for the next few days. I'll call you if there's any delivery."

It's not early? I looked outside the store. The sun was at its peak at noon, so where did the sun come from?

However, the bayonet's words were obviously an order to expel them from the city. I felt too embarrassed to stay.

The moment I stepped out of the antique shop, the door suddenly slammed shut!