The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

The stall owner said, "Give it away."

The white-haired old man let out an ah.

Looking at the stall owner in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"Give it away, a little girl bought a vase just now, and I gave her the torn piece of paper as a change." The stall owner said.

The middle-aged man stomped his feet, "Do you know what that is? Just give it away! You..."

The stall owner clicked his tongue.

"A torn piece of paper that is almost sun-dried, what good can it be, it's worth your burning eyebrows..."

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly stopped, looked at the old man and the middle-aged man carefully, and slapped his thigh.

"You guys...don't come running over suddenly and tell me that it is a very valuable ancient calligraphy and painting that fell from a book in which dynasty?"

The middle-aged man gave him a look of 'you got the truth'.

The stall owner groaned and covered his heart.

"My God, that little girl looks so soft and sticky, how can she be a big fool?! I bought a pair of vases for 50 yuan, and she even negotiated with me! I don't want money to give her that piece of paper! I really lost my fortune!"

Middle-aged man, "..."

The white-haired old man, "..."

"Where are you? Where are you going?" the middle-aged man asked.

The stall owner groaned, but didn't speak, and twisted his index finger and thumb together.

The middle-aged man laughed angrily.

"How many?"

"How much is that thing worth?" the stall owner asked tentatively.

The middle-aged man glanced at him, "It doesn't matter how much it's worth, just tell me, let's not talk about it, we'll go directly to the monitoring. Although it takes a little time, we can still find out the other party's news."

The stall owner stretched out five fingers miserably and flipped through.

The middle-aged man scanned his WeChat, and the stall owner's mobile phone rang a notification that he had credited [-] in WeChat.

The stall owner, "..."

So, how much is that thing worth? !

One message is worth [-]? !

Is there an instant error of [-] million? !
Woohoo, he's crying to death.

The stall owner weakly pointed in the direction where Jiang Li left.

After the two of them left in a hurry, they turned on the phone tremblingly, making sure that the 10 yuan was really in the account, and angrily raised their hands and slapped themselves.

The same five fingers flipped over, why did some people give him [-], while others gave him [-]? !

He is such a good talker!

I've been selling fakes for a long time, and I forgot that there is a [-]/[-] chance of these things being real!
Ouch, his darling!

One hundred thousand tolls!
If that thing hadn't been given away, how many hundred thousand would it have sold for!
Woohoo, let him cry a little longer.

The white-haired old man and the middle-aged man searched along the road for a long time, but found nothing.

In the end, I still mobilized the relationship to adjust the monitoring, but the monitoring showed that the girl took the bus and left after buying something.

"Dad, I'll have someone continue to track down that little girl's whereabouts. Don't worry, I won't delay your research after school starts."

The white-haired old man glared at the middle-aged man angrily.

"Since you saw the piece of paper, why didn't you buy it on the spot?!"

The middle-aged man touched his nose embarrassingly, "I'm not good at learning, so I didn't realize it was..."

Hearing what he said, the white-haired old man became even more angry.

"I think so too!"

The middle-aged man rubbed his temples, and carefully coaxed the old man, "Don't be angry, there are still a few days before you leave school, I will send someone to find..."

"The capital is so big, how can I find it? Unless the little girl happens to be a student of Beijing University, who happens to be studying cultural relics restoration, do you think it is possible?"