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Chapter 64 Not only bankrupt, but also heavily in debt?

What she thought about now was to take action quickly and then go back and have a good sleep.

So Gu Qiaoqiao took out the olive pendant and handed it to Mr. Shen.

Mr. Shen took it, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, but his heart was still a little shocked.

This is a good thing.

When he held it in his hand, there was a trace of warmth, which made his chest feel much better.

Although he was poor all his life, it does not mean that he does not understand antiques.

And most importantly, this thing fits his eyes.

Mr. Shen pondered for a moment, took out a bag of paper from his top pocket in Zhongshan and handed it to Zhang Yi, "This is a jade pendant that I have worn for decades. It was left by my mother. In four or six years, he blocked a bullet for me, and in five years, he blocked another knife for me. I thought I would accompany me until death, but it suddenly broke last night. It is said that the repair technology of Yubaoxuan is the first-class imperial capital. You can try it. If you can, you can practice it. If you can't, forget it."

Zhang Yi opened the paper bag in shock. Gu Qiaoqiao glanced at it, but was surprised to find that the jade pendant was broken into dozens of pieces. Can it be repaired?

"Old Shen, I will do my best to repair it, but it is impossible to restore it." Zhang Yi looked solemn and told the truth.

Mr. Shen waved his hand indifferently, "It's okay, just do your best."

Then he looked at Gu Qiaoqiao and said bluntly, "Little girl, I like this thing. How much do you want to sell it?"

Gu Qiaoqiao pondered for a moment, "The family said the minimum is 3,800."

"Well, my dear mother, why don't you go and grab it? Three thousand eight, such a small thing costs three thousand eight. You can buy a lot of buns at the street stall outside the gate for ten yuan. Three thousand eight, you can buy tens of thousands of buns."

Before Mr. Shen could speak, the orderly soldier holding a thermos cup was staring at two cows, holding a Lu Di accent, and looked at Gu Qiaoqiao in disbelief.

"Did you see that little blue and white bun? You give me 30,000 buns. Do you ask the boss if he changes it?" Gu Qiaoqiao pointed to a little boy placed on Duobao Pavilion and asked.

Everyone looked at Boss Zhang together, and Zhang Yi spread his hands and said that he was innocent.

"I'll give you ten yuan, you don't need a hand. If you buy back one of these Eighteen Arhats, I'll give you this pendant for free today."

Although Gu Qiaoqiao was not angry, it was still uncomfortable that his work was belittled like this.

"Uh my dear mother, you little girl not only ask for a lot of prices, but also sharp-tongued. A good man doesn't fight with a woman, I'll give in to you."

After saying that, he blinked at Mr. Shen, as if he was signaling Mr. Shen not to be fooled.

You know, his allowance is less than 300 yuan a year, and it is not a jade pendant, so he dares to have such a high price.

It must be because Mr. Shen is easy to cheat.

Unfortunately, Mr. Shen did not receive the orderly look, but laughed a few times, glanced at the olive pendant in his hand, and asked the orderly, "How much money do we have to save?"

The orderly instinctively covered the military bag with the slanted straddle and said vigilantly, "How many are there?"

"Not much, how much?"

"It's just a thousand pieces." The orderly voice was a little low.

"Accurate numbers!" Mr. Shen's voice was a little sharp.

"189273!" the orderly man replied immediately.

"" Old Shen hesitated for a moment, frowned, but he still handed the olive pendant to Gu Qiaoqiao, "It's a pity that the difference is a bit much."

Then he said to the orderly officer, "Okay, I'll keep my deposit this time, be happy."

Xiaobing smiled and said, "This money is our entire net worth. If you buy that little thing, let's drink the northwest wind."

Gu Qiaoqiao was stunned.

Judging from Zhang Yi's respect, she knew that this person's identity and status were definitely not low.

Does such people have only such a small amount of money? Who believes it?

What a joke?

But when he saw Mr. Shen walking towards the gate, coughing while walking, the soldier also carried the water and followed him step by step.

Obviously the water should be cough-relieving water.

Just as he was about to disappear outside the door, Gu Qiaoqiao's mind felt hot and he shouted, "Mr. Shen, wait a moment."

As he said that, he walked quickly towards the door.

Old Shen stopped and looked at Gu Qiaoqiao in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Gu Qiaoqiao handed the olive pendant in her hand to Mr. Shen, "Give me the passbook, I agree."

The soldier covered his bag and said sadly, "This is the chief's medicine money, I won't give it to you, a profiteer."

"Who do you think is a profitable businessman? I am a labor income, so why did I become a profitable businessman?"

Gu Qiaoqiao said angrily, "If you don't give it to me, I will regret it."

Mr. Shen looked at Gu Qiaoqiao with a sharp look a little dark, "But aren't you losing money?"

"It's a loss"

Mr. Shen took the pendant again, and a familiar warmth came from his palm. He stopped hesitating and said to the soldier next to him, "Give the passbook to this girl and write another IOU."

He can't take advantage of this.

"Well, my mother, chief, are we not only going to lose all our money, but also going to be in debt?"

Mr. Shen was happy and patted Xiaobing on the shoulder with praise, "No, this idiom is used well, very appropriately."

"But"

"No, this is an order!" Mr. Shen's momentum suddenly became severe.

The soldier took out his passbook with a look of grief and anger, wrote an IOU, and Mr. Shen signed it. Then the soldier refused to be willing to hand the two things to Gu Qiaoqiao, and his little eyes flew away.

Gu Qiaoqiao smiled, opened her passbook, and asked casually, "Where is the password?"

“There is, 123456 behind!”

The soldier spoke in anger.

Gu Qiaoqiao instinctively glanced at the name on the passbook, Shen Yu.

What a familiar name.

This is also the name on the IOU.

Gu Qiaoqiao frowned, but suddenly widened her eyes, looked at the passbook in disbelief, and glanced at the old man who was already wearing reading glasses and carefully looked at the pendant.

It covers up the storm in my heart.

He took a deep breath and asked Xiaobing, "Can I withdraw this money?"

"Of course, can we still lie to you?" Xiaobing said angrily.

When Gu Qiaoqiao thought, it was right. There were too many people with the same name and surname, so she didn't show off and took a neat look at the IOU. The deadline was one year later.

It will be transferred directly to the passbook.

I wanted to return the IOU to Mr. Shen, but then I thought, if Mr. Shen was really as fair and honest as everyone said, he would definitely not take advantage.

Besides, Mr. Shen did not suffer any loss at all.

It should also be said that he is lucky.

"Old Shen, you can wear this pendant when you go back. Don't leave me. Believe me, it will only benefit you but not harm you." Gu Qiaoqiao reminded him worriedly.
Chapter completed!
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