"What if that woman comes looking for you again?" Wu Zhiqi asked.

The third brother said, "If she contacts me again, I'll call the police and say she's trying to rob an imperial tomb."

Wu Zhiqi… “Do you have evidence?”

The third brother said, "I just said it offhand. I don't believe she's that clean. If we check her a few times, we'll find something."

Wu Zhi Qiu...

"Then why did she go to all that trouble to get close to you? She could have just said she wanted to buy something."

"I guess I'm some middle-aged nouveau riche, a tycoon. I can't take my eyes off any pretty woman. If she uses a little trickery, I can just give her away for free. After all, she's either an emperor or an empress dowager, so her price must be astronomical. If she can get her for free, wouldn't she save a lot of money?" the third brother said with a sneer.

Wu Zhiqi... what he said makes a lot of sense. It's a pity that the woman met her son, who was the reincarnation of a shrewd calculator. She can scheme against him for anything, but not for his money.

After speaking with Wu Zhiqi, the third brother returned to the factory. The bracelet had been kept in the safe in his office.

The third brother took it out and looked at it from left to right, but he still couldn't figure it out. Luckily, he had replaced this thing back then and no one had said anything, otherwise Tian Xun would have exposed him long ago.

After a busy day at the factory, the third brother went to see Old Man Guan again that evening.

He recounted his conversation with Annie to Old Man Guan.

The third brother glared at Old Man Guan and asked, "Are you using me as a shield?"

Old Guan rolled his eyes. "If I need a shield, Zhou Changshun would be much better. Why would I need you? If there's any danger, you'd have to abandon me first. In the past, you would have been traitorous."

Third brother... "Bullshit! I am a true Chinese man, I would rather die than betray you. Even if you beat me to death, I would never betray you."

Old Man Guan snorted, "I can't beat you to death, but you'll betray me faster than anyone else."

"Hey, you old bastard, my son and I have suffered so much because of you, you have to make it up to us." The third brother acted like a scoundrel.

Old Man Guan: "That woman is your compensation, you can use it!"

Third brother: "You old fool, if you say that, don't blame me for selling you out!"

"Sell it, sell it! Look at this pile of one-yuan coins, how much are they worth?" Old Man Guan was like a dead pig that wasn't afraid of boiling water. Trying to swindle him? No way.

The third brother said, "You old codger, you're so stingy. I've been working so hard for you, and you just leave me feeling cold-hearted."

Old Man Guan: "You're really getting a good deal and then acting innocent. If you want to feel bad, then feel bad. A beggar supporting a sow is nothing to me."

"You old fool, what benefit did I get?" the third brother glared at Old Man Guan.

"Those long, white legs are always in front of you. If you take the initiative a little, they'll drain you dry," Old Man Guan said, blinking his old eyes suggestively.

The third son: "I have a family to support, I'm not that kind of person."

"You have the desire to steal but not the courage," Old Man Guan mocked.

The third brother: "I didn't! You think everyone's like you, you old lecher?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, even a hero can't resist three temptations. Are you serious? Was the pie too big for you to bite into? What are you pretending to be, you gentleman?"

The father and son bicker back and forth, exchanging words and witty remarks.