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Wuxie: Um, do you know who Zhang Goudan is? If you don't know, forget it. Anyway, grandpa, I am rich! This is the main thing.

Fatty didn't reply to the message again. Wu Xie turned off his phone and returned to the shop expectantly.

There was an aunt lingering at the door of the shop. Wuxie looked familiar, and when he got closer, he realized that this person often came to collect electricity bills...

Auntie: "Boss Wu is back. There has been no one at your house for the past half month. Where is the young man named Wang Meng? Has he resigned? Or is your shop going to quit?"

"Auntie, please don't curse me. My shop is doing well, and we are making a lot of money every day. Why are you here? I owe the water and electricity bills again?"

The aunt glared and said very grandly: "No, but it's coming soon. If you have money, pay more. Don't call me when the power is cut off in the middle of the night. I received a courier. The recipient is It's yours. It's quite big. I put it in my car. Come and get it."

Wu Xie motioned to the younger brother to open the door and followed the aunt to her tricycle to pick up the express delivery.

The aunt babbled: "You'd better hire someone, the courier is delivered to me. Hey, are you not at home to buy things and fill in my address? That's not possible. I'm old and have to go somewhere else. Local charges apply and cannot be used as a collection station for you..."

The innocent ears are soft and the heart is so tired. He still said with a smile on his face: "Hey, yes, yes, I'm sorry to trouble you. But I didn't fill in your home address. Maybe it's because the store is not open, and your home is close to us, so I'll save it for now."

The aunt's voice was a little unhappy. Wuxie took out two hundred yuan from her wallet and handed it over: "Auntie, I'm really bothering you this time. I haven't even bought express delivery. This must be the fault of that boy Wang Meng. You and him We have a good relationship, and now that he is on a business trip, he may have left the express delivery temporarily."

When Wang Meng was mentioned, Auntie's face became slightly better, she accepted the money and asked Wuxie to take the express away.

Wang Meng has good relationships with everyone in the shop, especially the uncle and aunt. Oddly enough, younger people are less familiar with it.

The express delivery was very big. Wu Xie raised his hands on top of his head and carried it back. It's not that it can't be lifted, it's just that it's a little wide.

The little brother was leaning against the door frame and waiting, when he saw Wuxie running back with the express delivery. He strode over and took down the express delivery.

"Brother, I'm going to check the flow. Just put the express aside."

Money is the most important thing. Especially when you have no money, you suddenly have it.

Wuxie checked the running water on the computer, and it was indeed the same as what the little brother said. Then, he took a photo and sent it to the fat man.

Fatty's call came quickly.

"Damn it, you're so naive, really! Are we rich? What kind of goods are we selling? Or are you secretly cheating? Don't you mean to wash your hands in a golden basin?"

"Calm down, calm down, Fatty." Wuxie was even calmer at this time. "I'm going to ask Xiaoqi what he sells."

"Xiao Qi, where were the goods you sold originally stored? Does the shop have a registered picture?"

As soon as I asked, the boy took the shop's register which contained pictures of various goods. Sometimes it is convenient for guests to see. This is what Wang Meng ordered when he had nothing to do.

"Hmm..." Wuxie looked at the brochure and said to the fat man on the other end of the phone: "A three-color phoenix handle pot from the Tang Dynasty, and a blue and white plate from the Xuande period of the Ming Dynasty."

"Innocent, you can just say a pot or a plate, and it's such a big battle. Well, I still have a few pieces of goods, real ones, or I can sell them with yours mixed with the real ones and the fake ones."