After being processed, the imitation jade pendant actually exudes a kind of luster that is completely different from the real thing. It looks much more delicate and transparent to the naked eye, which shows that the boss's craftsmanship is extraordinary.
However, what Long Xiangtian wanted was not his cool craftsmanship, but a counterfeit that could be mistaken for the real thing. The imitation in his hand looked exactly the same, but its luster was too crystal clear. How could it be hidden from Zhao Ziru
Long Xiangtian didn't originally want to possess the jade pendant. Making the textile would only come in handy later. As for deceiving Zhao Ziru, it was the most basic step. If he couldn't even deceive her, how could he deceive the world and make the fake look real
"Boss, this is obviously different. Are you kidding me?" Long Xiangtian glared at his boss. He had wasted four or five hours on this, and although the result was eye-opening, it was not what he had expected at all.
The boss glanced at the jade in Long Xiangtian's hand, made a very strange expression, was stunned for a while, suddenly snapped his fingers, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I forgot a process."
While Long Xiangtian was glaring, the boss had already taken the jade from his hand, walked to the table opposite, and rummaged around for a long time before finding a bottle filled with a black liquid that looked like ink. The boss opened the bottle, poured the liquid into a porcelain bowl, and then put the jade in it.
When Long Xiangtian walked over, he saw a strange scene. The jade was like a sponge and absorbed all the black liquid in the porcelain bowl in a short while. Then he saw the boss put the jade into the pure water tank to wash it. When he took it out, the color had changed.
"Take another look." The boss handed the jade in his hand to Long Xiangtian.
Long Xiangtian took it after hesitating for a moment, then compared it with the original. He was surprised to find that they were exactly the same, whether in weight, style, or gloss, as if they had jumped out of the same mother's womb.
If the genuine product hadn't been tied with a red string, Long Xiangtian might have been unable to tell which was real and which was fake. He still gave a thumbs up and praised, "Boss, your craftsmanship is really not exaggerated."
The boss made a smug expression and said with a smile: "Need I tell you? My craftsmanship is unique. Not to mention you, even an expert would not be able to tell the difference between the real and the fake."
"Are jade pendants divided into male and female?" Long Xiangtian asked in surprise.
The boss' eyes flashed, and he burst into laughter, pointing at Long Xiangtian and laughing out of breath: "I... I was just making a metaphor... You... do you have to be so... You're killing me..."
Long Xiangtian rolled his eyes. As a novice, he could only endure the ridicule. He put away the jade pendant and said, "Stop laughing. If you laugh again, you won't be able to get the money."
The boss really couldn't laugh anymore. He looked at Long Xiangtian with a dark face, stretched out his hand and said, "I've done it for you. It's time for you to pay."
It was originally a deal, so Long Xiangtian would not default on his debt. He took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a bank card and handed it over, saying, "I'll pay by card."
"Card?" The boss was confused and scratched his head, "I can't pay by card here, only cash."
Long Xiangtian took a deep breath and said, "What era is it now? You still accept cash. You are out of date. You are just like those local rich people in the past. What should I do?"
The boss was also in a dilemma. He was a small business and had not had time to buy a credit card machine. After thinking for a while, he said, "It doesn't matter anyway. I'll close the shop and you can go to the bank to withdraw money."
This was the only thing they could do. Long Xiangtian took him out of the store and walked about two miles forward. They finally found a Hua Xia Bank, but when they entered, they found that there were quite a lot of people there.
"Hello, how can I help you?" A receptionist came over. She had a pretty face and spoke gently. Her figure was also graceful. Her pair of watery eyes were enough to charm a group of boys.
The boss was at an age of high vigor, and when he saw the beautiful woman, he was stunned. His saliva was all over the floor, and he stared at the receptionist's chest with lustful eyes, like a little male dog in heat, and it seemed that he could not control himself and rushed up to nudge her a few times.
He was quite handsome, but he had been busy with work and had not even changed his clothes when he went out. He was dirty all over. If you didn't know him, you would have thought he was a migrant worker. Especially the dirt on his cheeks, which completely covered up his handsome face.
Coupled with his lustful look, it made people feel frightened. At least the receptionist was panicked and a little frightened, and her face turned from red to white.
"Where did these migrant workers come from? Why are they so weak?" Suddenly a middle-aged man came over, about forty years old, as strong as a fat man, and squeezed over.
He was wearing all branded clothes, and his greasy face was a pity. The receptionist politely called out, "Hello, Manager Wu."
Manager Wu turned his angry eyes away from the boss and became gentle and attentive when he looked at the receptionist. It seemed that he was taking advantage of his position to have improper thoughts about the employees.
However, the receptionist did not avoid Manager Wu's gaze, but greeted him with a charming smile. After the two of them exchanged glances, Manager Wu looked at Long Xiangtian again and said with a smile, "What business do you want to help me with?"
There are too many people who look down on others. Long Xiangtian was fine, but the young boss's eyes became unfriendly. He glared at Manager Wu and asked, "Who do you say is a farmer?"
"I'm talking about you. What's wrong?" When Manager Wu faced the boss, he no longer had that smiling look on his face, but a murderous look instead.
There was a flash of coldness in the boss's eyes, but it was only fleeting. He took a deep breath and said, "What's wrong with being a farmer? Should farmers be looked down upon? Are you a service staff or a dog that bites people?"
Manager Wu was so angry that his eyes rolled back. He had no room for rebuttal because he said this quite loudly and attracted the attention of many customers. He couldn't lose his temper on the spot, otherwise he would have a bad image. He could only swallow his anger, snorted coldly, and turned into the studio.
The receptionist stood there awkwardly, and after a moment of silence, she asked Long Xiangtian, "Hello, how can I help you?"
Long Xiangtian frowned, glanced at the furious boss beside him, and said with a smile: "I'm here to get money for our boss, please be flexible."
The receptionist said, "Excuse me, sir. Please wait in line first."
Long Xiangtian smiled and said, "How long will it take? Our boss is in a hurry to use a huge amount of funds. If it's too late, I'm afraid I can't wait."
When she heard the huge amount, the receptionist's eyes lit up immediately, and she nodded and said, "Then please wait a moment, I'll open a VIP window for you." Then she ran to Manager Wu's office, and came out again after a while, walked over and said, "Come with me."
Long Xiangtian followed the receptionist into Manager Wu's office. The receptionist walked around Long Xiangtian, blocking the way of the young boss behind him, and said, "Sorry, please go and queue outside."
The boss frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
The receptionist said calmly: "You don't have a VIP account, so you are not eligible to enter. Sorry..."