The old man had a calm face and showed no reaction.

man:……

He always felt that he was very eloquent, but at this time, his mouth was dry when he spoke, but the other party didn't react at all.

He has to wonder if the other person is old and his ears are not working properly?

…

Mu Lao raised his eyes and glanced at the young man.

Before the young man could smile, the old man looked away and looked to his side.

He turned his head.

...

A friend for many years, Mr. Zhou naturally understood what Mr. Mu meant.

"I'll fight now."

Mr. Zhou directly pressed the dial button.

He was just taking a chance, so he stopped on purpose.

Sure enough, old wood is old wood.

Not at all humane.

His son even begged him for this.

…

"Du~du..."

The call was connected.

"Hi, hello, I'm Zhou Mingbao's father."

Mr. Zhou first revealed his identity.

"Ah, oh, hello."

The other party was obviously confused.

He knew Zhou Mingbao.

But why did Zhou Mingbao's father call him?

"I'm sorry to bother you. Here's what happened..."

Mr. Zhou explained the situation in detail to the person on the other end of the phone.

"...So, I'm sorry, we will return the money to you, and the wood carving will trouble you to return it to us."

…

The results were somewhat unexpected.

The other party said that he liked this wood carving very much, and it didn’t matter even if it was not the work of a master from the Qing Dynasty. He wanted to keep this wood carving.

Mr. Zhou looked at Mr. Mu.

He turned on the speaker, and everyone in the room could hear each other's words.

The corners of Mu Lao's mouth curved slightly.

This person loves his work.

Even though he knew that he had been deceived, he did not express his anger at the wood carving and still liked the wood carving.

The old man felt very happy.

He had been in a bad mood since he heard that Xiao Zhou used his birthday gift to pass off as the work of a master from the Qing Dynasty.

He nodded.

Indicate that you agree to the other party's request.

But, "You don't need so much money."

Mu Lao said, "It is not the work of a Qing Dynasty woodcarving master..."

He is not a famous wood carving master either.

How could this wood carving cost half a million yuan?

Too much.

…

Hearing this, Mr. Zhou couldn't help but shook his head.

This old wood, people say they want to keep the wood carvings, now it's time to take advantage of the situation to thank them, and then everyone can hang up the phone after saying a few polite words.

This is how it ended.

What other issue is there about money?

The person who paid obviously didn't mention the money issue.

…

Xiao Zhou looked even more anxious.

He almost wanted to cover the phone so that the other party wouldn't hear what Mu Lao just said.

He couldn't help but jump a little.

What a great development.

Another village is full of bright flowers and dark willows.

Not only did the other party not care about being deceived, he was willing to keep the wooden sculpture and didn't even mention the refund.

Isn't this very good?

It is simply a happy ending that only exists in fairy tales.

Why……

The man covered his chest and instantly felt like he was having a myocardial infarction.

Why does Grandpa Mu have to do this extra thing?

If they really want to refund the money, the customer will ask for it. After all, half a million is not a small amount of money. Now if they don't say it themselves, what does it mean?

It shows that people have a lot of money and don’t care about the 500,000 yuan at all!

Why rush to remind people?

He didn't pay for the co-authorship, right?

…

There was silence on the phone for a while.

Obviously the other party didn't expect to hear such words.

Finally, the two parties made an agreement to meet at Gumuxuan the next day.

It's better to talk about money matters in person.

…

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Zhou looked at Mr. Mu with a look on his face that he was hesitant to speak.

Mu Lao pretended not to see it.

He stood up and said, "Then I'll go back first."

"Sorry to disturb your business."

"Old lady, let's go back to our store."

"Why."

The old lady stood up, took Mu Lao's hand, and walked slowly towards the door of the store.

…

Mr. Zhou quickly walked a few steps and opened the closed shop door.

There have been a lot fewer people at the door.

When I saw the store door open, there was a rustling sound.

"Hey, it's out, it's out."

"I wonder what the situation is?"

...

"Okay, no need to send it away."
To be continued...