My Bank Is Connected to Another World

Eat and drink enough.

continue working.

Shu Fu was going to finish engraving the single day accumulated in the past few days, the two girls returned to their positions to study hard, and Jiu Xinqin also planned to skip a grade with Shan Yao.

It doesn't have to be a piece.

But because she refused to admit defeat.

months ago.

Shu Fu is in the same class as her.

months later.

Shu Fu skipped a grade to the third year of high school.

How can she, who is quite proud of her studies, calm down? Even if it's to win a breath and prove that she is no worse than Shu Fu, she still has to keep up.

Moreover.

If she dances alone and she doesn't dance, is this still a good girlfriend?

Dry!

Fight!

Absolutely can't lose to Shu Fu, what's wrong with almost full marks?

If Shu Fu can achieve it, she believes that she can do it too, so she is so angry! This guy doesn't have to go to school.

But she has to carry her schoolbag to school every day, I'm so mad!

. . .

afternoon.

There are some old people gathered in the shop.

"It's finally here."

"Hush!"

"Keep your voice down and watch quietly."

"..."

It was learned that Shu Fu, the boss, finally went to work.

Some artists from Mingshan City came here in groups, just to see Shu Fu's creative process, mainly because they were so fascinated by what they had seen, they were very curious.

Looking at it this way, I thought that it was not an exaggeration, it was more powerful than the rumors.

That hand speed.

That control.

That color scheme.

Absolutely!

If it weren't for their age and lack of hand strength and thinking, they would definitely kneel down and beg for a teacher.

"This little squirrel is nice, I'll buy one."

"I'm coming too."

"..."

Shu Fu's engraving quota is full today, so they can't come in vain, looking at the plush toys on the shelves, some of them bought one for their grandchildren.

What's more, the little girl poured tea for them, so they had to take care of it.

. . .

At six o'clock in the afternoon, the sun was setting.

Shu Fu had finished engraving the order in hand, so the spectators had no choice but to leave, feeling happy, today was not in vain, seeing the master's skills.

"awesome!"

"Fast again!"

Shan Luo looked at the finished products one by one and exclaimed in admiration that the average time it took was shorter than the last time I saw them.

"Clean up and go to my house for dinner." Shu Fu said to the two women.

"okay."

The two girls cleaned up quickly, Shu Fu cleaned up the work area, and they cleaned up the study place. They haven't eaten Shu Fu's dishes for almost a month.

So hungry!

I don't know what I was busy with last month. I used to see no one all day long, but now I don't see anyone for a week.

Just as they were packing up, there was a sound of rolling wheels.

"Are you the boss?"

A man entered the store, pulling a small flatbed cart in his hand, and asked when he saw Shu Fu.

"Yes, what's the matter?"

Shu Fu nodded.

"Please back off this thing."

Seeing the man take out an engraved image from the tablet, Shu Fu saw at a glance that it was engraved by himself, and it was at the beginning of last month.

"Return?" Shu Fu confirmed.

"certainly."

The man took it for granted, "My grandfather bought this last month. He passed away two weeks ago. It is useless for us to keep this thing. Please return it."

The words fell.

Shan Luo hurried forward.

"We don't..."

But before he finished speaking, Shu Fu stopped him and motioned for him to come.

For things like returns.

angry?

No!

Shu Fu is not that temperamental yet, why is he angry? Do you feel bad for returning those thousands of dollars? What a joke, there is a good reason, it's just a trivial matter.

It's just a hobby, don't worry too much about it.

"How much do you want to refund? If it's the original price, it's definitely impossible." Shu Fu smiled.

There is still a point in principle.

"Of course I understand. How about two thousand?" The man was relieved when he heard that, saving himself from messing around, so he quoted a high price first.

"What do you think?" Shu Fu looked at him with a half-smile.

"This... one thousand and eight?" The man also thought it was impossible.

What they sold him was artistic creation, and he returned it as a piece of wood, but he was thinking of returning a little bit, and didn't expect too much.

Shu Fu continued to smile at him.

"..."

"One thousand and seven?"

"..."

"It can't be lowered, one thousand and five."

"..."

The man bid on his own, but he saw Shu Fu smiling all the time. Just when he wanted to keep asking for a lower price, Shu Fu turned his eyes to his flatbed.

There is a big lucky pig ornament on it, which is shining golden.

"this is?"

"It's going to be sold, it's too big, it takes up a lot of land," the man explained.

This lucky pig is very eye-catching, and I don't know where my grandfather got it. I imagined it was gold, but I obviously overthink it, because it can be sucked up by a magnet.

Dead weight dead weight.

When distributing the relics, they were given to him, and they were about to sell them as scraps, but they had no place to put them at home.

"It's so big, how much are you going to sell it for?" Shu Fu's eyes flashed with interest.

"I don't know, there should be several hundred." The man said.

A few hundred is just casually said, the price of iron is not that expensive, and the price of copper is about the same.

"In this way, my store is short of an ornament. It stands to reason that if it is sold in this store, it will not be returned, but the deceased is the most important. The total is 2,000 yuan, which is regarded as pig money."

"The painting is not refunded, but you return it."

"So, I don't violate the principle."

listen.

The man is overjoyed.

two thousand.

Exceeded expectations! At the same time, he also secretly praised Shu Fu's approach, the work was done in a leak-proof manner, and it was open and bright, so that he could save the need to go to the recycling bin.

"good."

"Haha, brother, I admire you for doing this." The man gave a thumbs up.

heard the words.

Shu Fu smiled and accepted.

As he said, the dead are the greatest. Since he once liked his engraved portrait, now that the person is gone, the engraved portrait remains in the hands of future generations, and he will not be liked.

It's good to take it back.

He came to the workbench, took two thousand yuan from the drawer, and handed it to the man.

"counting!"

"good."

The man counted up quickly, admiration is nothing but admiration, and he still has to settle accounts clearly.

Finish counting.

"Enough, goodbye boss, I wish you a prosperous business."

After moving down the lucky pig, the man pulled the flatbed cart and left, and sent a lucky word before leaving.

A return that should have been unpleasant had ended like this, Shan Luo had already seen the little stars, but when he thought of Shu Fu losing money, he was suddenly a little depressed.

"This is a loss." Jiu Xinqin said sideways.

"fine."

Shu Fu smiled inwardly, and stepped forward to touch the golden lucky pig.

deficit?

How come, this pig is not simple, and certainly not too complicated, it is real gold under the appearance of copper and iron, and it is not light in weight.

Small profit!

The gold inside is worth more than seven million RMB.

These people, not long after the old man died, they split up and sold the old man's things.

So Shu Fu didn't feel any psychological burden at all, he didn't give the gold to the bank, but planned to sell it in two days, looking for a reason to increase the funds under his name.

The funds originally given to technology companies were planned to be used to make up part of the "leakage".

This is just great.

Just take advantage.

certainly.

The content of this pig will definitely change, seven million is too little, and I will fill in some more by myself, let alone make up ten million to solve part of the expenses.

This belongs to picking up leaks, it is not illegal, and it can stand investigation.