"Hey, you two, go and help someone carry it over." The owner of the wood shop wiped his sweat and greeted him in person: "Mr. Fang, why are you so embarrassed? You even asked you to deliver it here in person."

After two people left, the Lu family moved the materials even slower.

Young Master Lu suddenly became furious, rolled down the car window and said angrily: "What's going on! What are they going to do there!"

"Second Young Master, that seems to be the boss's guest."

"I care whether he is a guest or not!" Young Master Lu Er was so angry that he was thrown away such an errand by his brother. He wanted to finish the job quickly and go back quickly, but someone dragged the progress. He became even more angry: "Go! Call those two people back!"

What a joke, he dared to delay his affairs!

As soon as Boss Song walked to Fang Yi and the others, the person from Lu Ershen had already followed him, lowered his voice and said a few words, and Boss Song's eyes darkened.

This young master Lu Er is really ignorant of being a human being.

He smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Fang made an appointment a few days ago. Just send it in, wait."

His smiles were even more sincere to Fang Yi and the others: "Mr. Fang, this person is..."

"This is my junior brother, Zhao Chongshan." Fang Yi shook hands with Boss Song: "This is the ancestral golden nanmu wood of my family."

Golden nanmu?

Boss Song had known it a long time ago, so it was not surprising that the people brought by Mr. Lu were lit up.

No wonder they both struggled to move. Golden nanmu, that's a good thing.

He stopped yelling, and watched them carry the shop before turning back to the car.

"What are you doing? Let you call the person back!" Lu Ershao raised his head impatiently and looked at him with disgust.

"Second Young Master, I'll tell you..." After this, I finally concluded: "It just so happened that the eldest young master was short of a good piece of wood..."

I don’t know what’s going on recently, but I can’t even find a decent piece of wood on Changyan.

The Qu family is now the head of a female family. They are said to be newly married and will not accept disbanded orders for the time being.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to the street to move wood, but they were caused by the supply and demand of this group.

Golden nanmu...

Lu Ershao rolled his eyes and murmured: "But, this thing looks very expensive when you hear the name."

His brother didn't give much money, so he wouldn't have to make more money.

"I think those two are very poor, so I might just sell them..." The man gave him a serious idea: "I just saw it. They put the boxes aside and went in to have tea, otherwise they would wait for them to come out and intercept Boss Song's order, give them a discount price, and hand over the goods. They will definitely agree!"

This...is feasible.

But no matter how discounted it is, it is also golden nanmu.

Although Mr. Lu Er didn't know much about wood or something, the name was so famous that he couldn't even know it or not.

I heard that a small piece is very expensive, and it is no joke that every inch of wood is a piece of gold.

"That's expensive..." Lu Ershao glanced into the store and lowered his voice: "Are you sure, are they really drinking tea behind?"

"Confirm! Do you want me to stare at me? When they come out, they will call people over?"

Mr. Lu waved his hand: "No need!"

His face changed several times, and his eyes glanced outside the store for a few seconds, and confirmed that there was no camera, and waved to him: "Come here..."

In just one cup of tea, the people from the Lu family had already moved the things.

Boss Song specially sent it out and handed the cigarette as usual: "Oh, I was sorry just now, don't be angry, second young master..."

"I'm not angry." Lu Ershao looked uncomfortable and said unexpectedly: "Okay, I'm taking the bus. Don't smoke anymore, let's go first!"

The car left in the dust and smeared Boss Song's face.

Alas? Are you so tolerant? You don’t look like the second young master!

Boss Song was confused in his heart. After entering the store, he quickly smiled: "Mr. Fang..."

"Hmm?" Fang Yi, who was standing there, looked a little ugly, and he frowned and stared at the box: "...Why do I feel that this box seems to have been touched?"

box?

Boss Song followed his gaze and looked at the wooden box in the corner of the wall, and smiled and said, "How could it be? Who can move such a heavy wood? Besides, no one came in just now."

If a new customer enters the store, the clerk will notify him.

"It seems to have been moved." Zhao Chongshan was a little nervous and stepped forward and opened the lid directly: "Ah!"

My heart tightened, and Boss Song stepped forward quickly, and was stunned when he saw it: "...what's going on!"

When he first brought it to the store, he had inspected the goods.

Such a large piece of golden nanmu, this is not fake.

"Boss Song!" Fang Yi was anxious and angry, with a pale face: "What the hell is going on? Do you have a camera installed in your store?"

"Some, some!" Boss Song was also quite afraid. He took a lot of risk in collecting this wood, but because Fang Yi was not expensive, he gritted his teeth and took it away.

Something happened in his store, and he gave all the money just now!

If I had known it, I would have carried it in directly. It was all my fault for Mr. Lu's men, who had to call his clerk to move the goods in a hurry.

As a result, after checking the surveillance, he was so damn that he was patronizing the goods in the store, and there was a blind spot at the door.

I could only see that the box seemed to be dragged by someone and pushed back.

The time difference between the two seems to be less than three minutes.

At this moment, Boss Song also called both of his employees, scolded them, and then said directly: "This wood is very expensive. You have been with me for a few years. If you know my temper, just tell me if you know it."

After all, this is not a small number. I originally wanted to see the surveillance camera and directly talk to someone, but now there is no clue, and Boss Song is also a little anxious and angry.

After hearing this, the two employees' faces turned pale.

"Boss, I really don't know. I was helping Mr. Lu Er move things outside at that time!"

"Yes, yes, I'm here too! Oh, they have so many things and heavy things, and my arms are still sore now!"

The two of them expressed their loyalty in all kinds of ways. Seeing that Boss Song was unmoved, they were so anxious that they almost burst into tears.

Judging from their appearance, they don't seem to be acting.

Boss Song frowned and said sternly: "I really don't know? Tell you, it's still time to say it!"

"Really, I swear to God! If I take it, I will not die well!"

The other man even swears in various ways, scolding the man who had the wood to go out and hit him to death.

"Okay." Boss Song didn't want to hear these nonsense, and his heart seemed to be burning: "You guys stare at it."

He turned his head and looked at the two people who were already as deep as water, gritted his teeth: "Mr. Fang, Mr. Zhao, it's my fault. I'm careless. There is no other way to do this. Let's call the police while it's still early."

He thought it was too simple, thinking that everyone was there, two employees outside were sitting inside, and the wood was so heavy...

Moreover, the golden nanmu is very old outside, so it is not something that an insider can't see. He thought that there would be no problem, but who knows...

Alas, slow down.

Boss Song suddenly turned his face and stared at the two employees: "You guys say that the wood in the Lu family... is very heavy?"

"Yes!" A man gestured: "There's nothing in front, but there's a box behind it that's so heavy... neither of us could lift it."

"This is impossible." Boss Song said firmly: "There are very few hardwoods in this batch, and they are not big timber, so there will be no heavy ones."

Before he finished speaking, his heart suddenly trembled.

Thinking of Mr. Lu Er's abnormal and easy-to-talk, Boss Song, who has been in the mall for a long time, almost subconsciously thought of a terrible possibility.

Fang Yi looked at the subtle changes in his expression coldly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Boss Song... are you a little surprised?"

Looking at the faint smile on his face, Boss Song couldn't speak.

He hesitated for a moment and said in embarrassment: "This... Mr. Fang, can you give me some time? I..."

"Haha." Zhao Hongshan smiled sarcastically and exposed his excuse without hesitation: "Boss Song, I don't think about covering up for others. It's the Lu family who just touched the sheep. I admire you too. If someone smashed your sign, it's time for the news. Who dares to come to your house to do business? If you don't want to get the wood back for my senior brother, I'm convinced."

These words were really not at all affectionate, and Boss Song was so pale that he said it.

"This, Mr. Zhao..."

Fang Yi took a step aside: "Boss Song, I don't make things difficult for you. Please call and ask."

This is without any beginning or end, and there is no evidence. It feels unreliable to question it based on speculation alone.

"...Sorry, this..." Boss Song hesitated for a long time and gritted his teeth and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer to this matter. Please, please give me some time, okay?"

Fang Yi and the other two discussed for a while, and when they came back, their faces looked a little better: "Okay, Boss Song, I believe you, we'll come back tomorrow."

...

Xi'an, Lu Zi'an, who was watching "Bronze Carriage and Horse" in the museum, received a message: [The horse has come to success.]

Dad Lu and Mom Lu looked in front, and Shen Mange followed him with a smile.

Lu Zian put away his cell phone quietly and nodded to Director Yao who looked at him with anticipation: "This cultural relic is really gorgeous."

"Yes, this is the original appearance of the imperial carriage used by Emperor Qin Shi Huang." Director Yao looked at the carriage in front of him with honor and exclaimed: "As a milestone in the history of world carriages, it is of great significance to study the structure, driving methods, the emperor's carriage system and metal manufacturing technology of ancient carriages."

After a pause, he finally asked the question he had been holding in his heart and was most looking forward to: "Master Lu, do you have any feelings about the mechanism of this umbrella?"

After wandering around the carriage, Lu Zi'an's eyes stayed on the umbrella in the car for a while, thinking for a moment, nodded with a serious expression: "I... want to go and see the real thing."

Physical?

This means the real "Bronze Carriage and Horse". Director Yao's heart was so thrilled that he was a little incomplete: "Master Lu... what you mean is..."

Lu Zi'an nodded proudly, his tone was calm, but full of confidence: "If this is really the original model of "Bronze Carriage and Horse", then I think I have some general idea of ​​the structure of this umbrella."
Chapter completed!