The waiter picked up the gold, walked to the side and weighed it, then turned around and looked at Song Qingfeng with a smile, "Hello, sir! This piece of gold weighs exactly one kilogram. Would you like to sell it to our gold shop?" If the other party was willing to sell it, she could also get a large bonus.
"Yeah." Song Qingfeng nodded.
"Then please wait a moment! I'll go call our boss." After the waiter said to Song Qingfeng, he walked towards the office with the gold.
In the office, the gold shop owner was looking at the security guard in front of him with a puzzled look on his face. "Why did you suddenly want to go to the hospital for treatment?"
"Boss, a customer just told me that I'm seriously ill. If I don't go to the hospital, it will be too late," said the security guard.
"You believe what the other party says. You are such a grown-up and yet you are so gullible." The gold shop owner shook his head speechlessly.
"But what he said is exactly the same as my symptoms. I've been feeling stomach discomfort these past few days," the security guard said. Otherwise, how could he have believed what he said casually?
"Oh?" The gold shop owner was still a little skeptical. Most people in today's society suffer from gastroenteritis due to irregular diets. Perhaps that was the reason the other party was talking nonsense. But since the security guard had already asked for leave, it would be bad for him to refuse.
Thinking of this, the gold shop owner nodded and said, "Then go and take a look."
"Thank you, boss!" the security guard thanked with a smile.
"Knock knock knock!" There was a knock on the door.
"Come in." The boss picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.
The waiter walked into the office and handed the gold in his hand to the owner of the gold shop, "Boss! This piece of gold was brought in by a customer outside, and he wants to sell it to our gold shop."
"Have you checked it?" The gold shop owner took the gold and weighed it.
"We've checked it, it's pure gold, exactly 500 grams." The waiter nodded.
The gold shop owner nodded and said, "Then let's take it back. You go and issue the invoice to the customer, and I'll come back after I get the money."
"Okay." The waiter nodded, turned and walked out of the office.
The security guard followed the waiter out of the office and asked, "Does this gold belong to the man in tattered clothes?"
"Yeah." The waiter nodded.
"It seems that man is not a simple person. I have to go to the hospital first." After the security guard said this, he hurried out. He now remembered that although the man was dressed in rags, he did not have any strange smell on him.
Logically speaking, if the man was truly a homeless person in such hot weather, he wouldn't be completely devoid of smell. Furthermore, he had such a large piece of gold on him, which must be worth at least hundreds of thousands of dollars. This made him even more convinced that the man was no ordinary person.
The waiter looked at the security guard's hurried back, shook his head in confusion, and turned to walk towards the counter.
After entering the counter, the waiter walked up to Song Qingfeng and Lin Xiaohua, smiled and said to Song Qingfeng, "Hello, sir! I'll open a receipt for you first. Please wait a moment."
"Yeah." Song Qingfeng nodded.
The gold shop owner came out carrying a bag. When he saw Lin Xiaohua talking to Song Qingfeng, his eyes lit up and he walked over quickly, "Old classmate, why are you here?" He and Lin Xiaohua were from the same village, but after graduating from high school, he did not continue his studies. He went out to trade for two years, made some money, and opened this gold shop.
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