After removing years of wear and so impurities, Old Lady Luo’s gold necklace weighed about 22.8 grams.
Based on the normal market purchase price of 380 yuan per gram, it should have sold for over 8600 yuan.
However, to make more money, the unscrupulous boss Liu took advantage of them with a rigged scale and further reduced the weight of the necklace by about 10 grams by lting it down under the guise of testing and cleaning it.
Now he’s only offering a price for 12 grams at a purchase price of 320 yuan per gram, totaling a re 3800 yuan—4800 yuan less than expected, an offer no one would be willing to accept.
But Boss Liu didn’t have the slightest concern for Old Lady Luo and the others.
It was obvious that these people were desperately in need of money to be selling jewelry and had no influence, so he had no fear of offending them.
As for calling the police, he was even less worried; accusing soone of stealing gold required evidence.
Old Lady Luo hadn’t brought any receipts or any proof of the necklace’s weight before coming here.
He could firmly insist that the gold weighed only 12 grams from the beginning.
Even if the police were to investigate his shop, he wouldn’t be intimidated.
In the gold processing industry, he, Boss Liu, was recognized as a master, and his gold cleaning skills were exceptional; only a professional from the industry could possibly spot any tricks upon close inspection.
Seeing Boss Liu’s confident deanor, Old Lady Luo, infuriated, banged her walking stick on the ground and said, "Xuan Ran, let’s go! I’m not selling this thing!"
With that, she grabbed the necklace from the tray and prepared to leave.
However, the mont she took the necklace, she felt sothing was wrong—it was much lighter than before, and a thought flashed through her mind: Gold has been stolen!
Glancing at Boss Liu, who was sitting there with his leg cocked and an arrogant smile, Old Lady Luo beca even more certain.
You scoundrel!
"Grandma, let’s just sell it. I’m so hungry, I want to eat sothing."
Luo Xuanran, with a mournful face, rubbed his belly and said, "After we eat, let’s go to Warehouse No. 2 to take care of business."
At these words, Old Lady Luo was suddenly reinvigorated.
Indeed, what could they do with just a few thousand yuan? It would only last a few more days at best.
The urgent matter now was to find a vehicle quickly and go to Warehouse No. 2 to sell the set of mahogany furniture that her late husband had left behind.
With this in mind, Old Lady Luo took a deep breath and resignedly said, "Fine, sell it! I’ll sell it!"
She placed the gold necklace back on the tray and reached out her hand, "3800! Hand it over!"
"Heh heh, if you’d done this earlier, we wouldn’t have wasted so much ti," Boss Liu said smugly as he nonchalantly took the tray, stuffed the necklace into a small sealed bag, and then fished out thirty-eight hundred-yuan bills from his wallet.
Old Lady Luo took the money, checked it carefully to ensure there were no counterfeit bills, and then accepted it.
"Yuan Tu, Xuan Ran, let’s go!"
As the Luo family matriarch and the rest turned to leave, Boss Liu leaned against the glass showcase and called out with a laugh, "Co back again, Boss."
...
anwhile, at the Polaris Villa No. 1, it was bustling with unusual activity today.
Ever since moving in here, Yang ifeng had been showing off with photos and videos on her social dia circle.
The ladies in the group were both jealous and envious, often tagging Yang ifeng and urging her to find ti to show them around the mansion.
Before moving into Polaris Villa No. 1, Mo Han had strictly forbidden the admission of any non-essential personnel.
Yang ifeng had initially refused over a dozen tis, but after soone in the group provoked her by saying she was just like those internet celebrities who only staged photos, she had angrily agreed to let these ladies visit the villa.
Upon entering the villa, Yang ifeng’s friends were like Mrs. Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking around everywhere, occasionally touching things and taking selfies together.
Even the richest mber of the group, Manager Wang, uttered a sincere sigh after touring the Polaris Villa No. 1.
"This multimillion-dollar mansion really is luxurious living," she said.
If it had been anybody else complinting her, Yang ifeng would not have been so thrilled, but since it was Manager Wang, the wealthiest in the group, she was overjoyed.
"It’s okay, it’s okay," Yang ifeng responded trying to appear nonchalant, "This place is worth just over two billion now, it’s just that the yard is large and the rooms are spacious."
"Nowadays, I spend my free ti watering flowers and planting vegetables in the yard."
What a farce!
Luo Shanchuan, who was nearby, inwardly scoffed at his wife’s words; it was his own work that had beautified the front and back gardens, having nothing to do with Yang ifeng at all.
This woman spent her days playing mahjong; she had no ti for gardening or planting vegetables.
"i Feng, you’re both gardening and growing vegetables, quite the poetic lifestyle," one friend comnted.
"Yes, i Feng, you’re living such a comfortable life, almost like a female protagonist from the movies," another added.
"Wow, such a huge balcony you have, you could put three rows of cured fish and ats there..." another friend remarked in awe.
As everyone began to crowd around Yang ifeng, showering her with complints,
Manager Wang’s expression darkened. These ladies used to revolve around her, and now they were all fawning over Yang ifeng.
She walked around the living room, and upon seeing the outdated furniture, she found her opportunity to knock Yang ifeng down a peg.
"Cough!"
She coughed loudly, then said, "This villa looks decent from the outside, but the sofa, chairs, and other furniture in the living room are really quite lacking in class, aren’t they?"
"The furniture in our little villa may not be as large as this one’s, but it’s all made of pear wood, worth several hundred thousand," she boasted.
"i Feng, these pieces of furniture seem pretty old. They wouldn’t happen to be from that small 100-sothing square ter old house of yours, would they?"
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