Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Chapter 242 Dare to tell the truth
Shen Wanci: "What's the matter?"

As soon as the driver saw her alert posture, he knew that the other party was frightened by his sneaky appearance, and hurriedly said: "Girl, don't get me wrong, I'm not a bad person, I don't mean any harm, it's just that the front desk called me just now , a gentleman named Bo transferred 3 yuan to me... No, it was for you, and asked me to stop at a mobile phone store. After buying a mobile phone for you, the remaining money would be converted into cash and given to you."

In fact, he transferred [-] yuan, and the other party said that [-] yuan was for his hard work.

Hey, that's all for this little thing. A dozen of such generous guests every day wouldn't be too much for him.

Shen Wanci: "..."

The only people she knew with the surname Bo were Bo Jingzhou's family.

The taxi stopped at the door of the mobile phone store. Shen Wanci stretched out his hand to open the door. He didn't want to give it to her in vain. Although he bought the last mobile phone, she transferred money to him. It was up to him whether he accepted it or not. thing.

"Wait... wait," the driver hurriedly locked the door to stop her: "Before I buy the mobile phone, the other party asked me to ask you a question."

Shen Wanci: "What?"

"What's his name."

Shen Wanci was speechless. Didn't they all give their surname as 'Bo'?

"Is he sick?"

The driver chuckled, "Aren't you afraid of admitting the wrong person? After all, the front desk just gave me a description of his appearance to make sure it's safe. Girl, just do your best and let me do the job."

After he finished speaking, he quietly opened the recording software on his phone.

Shen Wanci didn't know this. She only thought that Bo Jingzhou was a real dog.

But the driver was still looking at her with a pleading look on his face, and bowed to her with his hands clasped together. Shen Wanci felt that he didn't want to make a business trip, but wanted to see her off.

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out three words: "Bo Jingzhou."

"That's right," the driver smiled so hard that he sent the recording to the main station, "Let's go and buy a mobile phone. Mr. Bo said that you can buy it as expensive as you like. If it's not enough, he will give it to you." Transfer money."

Shen Wanci chose the same model as before, but she needed an ID card to apply for the card. Her ID card was in her bag, which was in...a resort.

She forgot about it.

After buying the mobile phone, the driver went to the ATM next door to withdraw 2 yuan in cash for her.

Shen Wanci borrowed his mobile phone to call Bo Jingzhou and asked him to find a colleague to help her bring the bag back to the company. It wasn't that she had to go around in circles, but that she only remembered his number. She had remembered Nie Yucheng's before, but He changed his number after returning to China.

Bo Jingzhou: "Well..."

He wanted to say something else, but Shen Wanci had hung up the phone directly.

With the fare, she was not going to go to Qin Yuezhi's store. She had been caught in the rain last night and hadn't taken a shower yet, so she felt uncomfortable now.

She called Qin Yuezhi: "Yuezhi, I won't come over. I'll go back and take a shower first."

Qin Yuezhi: "Didn't you say you don't have money to pay the fare?"

"I have money, but the process is a bit complicated. I'll call you to explain it in detail after I get the card replaced."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Yuezhi looked at the man in front of him angrily: "Lawyer Huo, can you be more straightforward? You are almost looking at these two things."

She got up late today, and the clerk was on vacation. Unexpectedly, the first customer she opened the door to receive was Huo Tingdong, who had almost sent her to jail before.

It's true... Enemies are on a narrow road.

Huo Tingdong: "Which one of these two is the real thing?" Qin Yuezhi glanced at it casually: "I'm sorry, dear, both of them are imitations, dear."

She didn't want to sell anything to Huo Tingdong at all. Antiques were very popular and there was no crackdown on counterfeiting. Buying genuine items or fake items depended on your own eyesight. For decades, masters had made mistakes, let alone a girl in her twenties.

If she blindly accepts a fake and sells it as genuine, others will definitely treat it as money to pay tuition. This is the rule of the antique industry, but if the buyer is Huo Tingdong, this turtle grandson will definitely sue She closed her business and had to pay for her pants.

Huo Tingdong raised his head and cast his gaze on Qin Yuezhi, who was smiling at him: "Don't you run an antique shop?"

"Lawyer Huo, can we be more knowledgeable and stop imitating those 'experts' who speak without leaving home?" She walked to the window, opened the antique hinged window, and pointed with her hand: "This street, There are 178 antique shops. If you can find an authentic antique from before the Ming Dynasty in each of the [-] antique shops, I will twist off my head and use it as a stool for you."

Lawyer Huo, who has always been eloquent and has never failed in the judicial field, was choked and speechless: "..."

"Do you know why there is no crackdown on counterfeiting in the antique street? Because everyone knows that they are fake, and the real ones are displayed in museums. If you want to find an authentic item that is of good quality and has a long history, it will not only cost a sky-high price, but you will have to be blind to find it. It's bad luck, but if you want something of average quality and modern times, I can still get some for you."

Huo Tingdong laughed, but it was just a sound and there was no smile in his eyes: "Miss Qin really dares to tell the truth."

Qin Yuezhi: "??"

He took out a black recording pen from his suit pocket. It is a habit of lawyers to carry it with them wherever they go, especially for such large transactions, because they are afraid that there will be problems later and it will be troublesome to collect evidence: "You said that if I report you , should your Linlangzhai antique store be renamed Linlangzhai imitation store?"

Fuck, fuck, fuck!

Qin Yuezhi said three rude words in her heart. She was just sitting at home, and trouble came from the sky. She should just believe what the almanac said today and don't open the door.

……

After Shen Wanci took a bath, she clicked on a popular fairy tale drama that everyone knew to pass the time. She sat cross-legged on the sofa and ate snacks while watching it.

At 05:30 in the afternoon, there was a knock on the door.

She put down the half-eaten corn brittle bone sausage and trotted to the door. Before she could look at the peephole, she heard Bo Jingzhou's voice coming from outside, "It's me, delivering the package to you."

Shen Wanci looked out through the peephole, and sure enough she saw the man's hand twisting her bag.

She opened the door a crack and said, "Thank you."

Bo Jingzhou looked at the bright white arm stretched out towards her, but did not hand over the bag as she wished.

Shen Wanci waved his hand up and down: "Give it to me, what are you doing?"

Most of her body was hidden behind the door, with only the lower half of her shoulders exposed. It could be seen from the style of her skirt that she was wearing pajamas.

Bo Jingzhou's Adam's apple rolled: "Do you want to thank me for bringing you a package from so far away? For example, treat me to a meal or something."

Shen Wanci thought for a while: "Wait."

After speaking, she slammed the door shut.

Listening to the footsteps walking away from the door, Bo Jingzhou curled his lips, and there was a hint of imperceptible warmth in his cold voice: "Don't wear those strapless and backless clothes of yours."

A few minutes later, the door opened again, but it was still the same as before, only a crack.

Shen Wanci handed over a hundred-dollar bill, "Here, I'll treat you to dinner."

She also wanted to give more, after all, someone drove a multi-million dollar luxury car to give her a bag, and the fuel cost was more than [-], but it was not easy to find some cash from home these days.

(End of this chapter)