Pang Guang grabbed Boss Yang's neck and dragged him into the longevity shop.

"Yuyang, I arrested this old Deng!"

Boss Yang frowned, and his lips grinned painfully to the back of his head.

"Oops! What are you doing here? If you want to return the bookshelf, I will pay you back! What are you doing, it's a legal society now! ”

I immediately ordered Pang Guang to put both hands. Boss Yang is also a small businessman, and he can't make a lot of money by dumping second-hand furniture.

I asked Boss Yang to sit on a rattan chair and made him tea.

"Boss Yang, don't hide it! It's actually not a big deal for me to look for you, and it's not for you to return the money!

We mainly want to ask you about the origin of this bookshelf! To tell you the truth, the Huanghuali bookshelf you sold us is really evil!

Evil is also a pathology. In this world, whenever there is a disease, there is always a medicine that can cure the symptoms.

But again, if you want to cure a disease, you must at least find the root of the disease first! ”

Boss Yang was relieved when he heard me say this.

He drank his tea, and told him everything he knew about the bookshelf without hiding it.

"Actually, I told you quite clearly before! I took it back three years ago, when it was a painter who had just passed away. His family thought the bookshelf was unlucky, so they sold it to me cheaply. ”

Boss Yang continued.

"All I know. I think the painter back then vomited blood and died next to this bookshelf. Blood had been sprayed on the shelves, and when I came back, I had been treated and re-oiled.

Later, a month passed. The bookshelf sold out quickly. That's the first customer I sold to, and that person is a writer, so he should be considered a writer!

As a result, the bookshelf was sold for only three months, and the writer went crazy and committed suicide! Still dead in front of this bookshelf. Later, the writer's family said that it was unlucky for me to sell this thing, and returned it.

Later, I sold this Huanghuali bookshelf three or four times in a row. Sold to students who are about to take the graduate school entrance examination, but as a result, they overstudied and died suddenly! I also sold it to a lawyer, and it is said that I deal with cases every day, and I have a heart attack that recurs after memorizing what legal terms! It was also sold to the director of a hospital, but the director eventually became mentally ill and committed suicide.

Oops! When I bought this Huanghuali bookshelf, I really poured blood mold, I sold it once, and it was returned once. Sold once, was returned once. It's such a bad thing, it's a complete smash! ”

Boss Yang sighed as he spoke, but he was still sincere in what he said.

There is only one thing in my heart, which is full of doubts!

"Boss Yang, if you say so. Whoever places this bookshelf in his home will die a tragic death for no reason. Then why did you take over this bookshelf four or five times, and until now, you haven't even scratched the slightest bit of fur on your body? ”

When Boss Yang heard this, his neck stiffened.

"I can't read!" He replied with a sense of confidence.

"When I was a child, there were many brothers and sisters in my family! My eldest brother is 71 this year! I'm the oldest pimple in the family, and I'm 40 out of 2 this year.

To tell you the truth, there are eight brothers and sisters in our family, and none of them can read from top to bottom! The family is poor, the conditions are not good, where is there any nine-year compulsory education when we are young! ”

When Pang Guang heard this, he pouted beside him.

"Boss Yang, you said that you can't read, then you understand your accounting! When you want to sell us second-hand furniture, you don't have a penny! ”

"Hey! If you can't read, that's because of poor family conditions. If I didn't know money, I wouldn't be a fool! ”

This Boss Yang also has a little meaning when he speaks.

Boss Yang pleaded with us earnestly while drinking tea.

"Big brother, little brother, I won't hide it from you! This bookshelf is in my hands four or five laps back and forth! I now have a headache when I see it.

As long as you don't return this bookshelf to me, how much did you sell it to you in the first place? I'll just get the money back! I admit this bookshelf, and I admit it. But just one, don't give it back to me and torture me! ”

When I hear that, I smile.

"Boss Yang, don't worry! Since I just said that I won't return this bookshelf, I definitely won't return it!

But there is a small favor, I hope Boss Yang can help us! ”

"What's the deal? Little brother, just speak! ”

I said.

"I don't know if you remember the home address and contact information of the painter, the writer, the student, the policeman, etc.

I wanted to visit one by one in person, mainly to find out what was so unusual about this bookshelf! ”

Boss Yang really didn't expect my request to be like this, and he was naturally very cooperative.

"Little brother, don't say you're doing this favor, I can really help.

Our businessman has a problem, make a deal, leave a contact information of an old customer. Those of us who are in the second-hand furniture business mainly rely on other people's fame and repeat customers.

The names of the people you just asked, their phone numbers, their home addresses, I really have a detailed record of all of them! ”

Hearing this, Pang Guang asked Boss Yang in confusion.

"Alas! Didn't you just say you didn't know how to read? How do you remember someone's name, phone number, home address? ”

Boss Yang smiled.

"I don't know, but I can pinyin! I don't just know pinyin, I can also have several English letters. What, what, eat, whatever! ”

I say.

"That's Ah, Bo, Yu, De, A, B, C, D. You, this pinyin and alphabet are confused! ”

Boss Yang really wrote down the home addresses and phone numbers of painters and writers, including all those who had bought bookshelves.

The painter's surname is Wen, and his big name is Wen Zhengru. Not to mention, I seem to have seen the work of this Wen Zhengru painter in the newspaper from now on. The old man was well-known during his lifetime, and he was already a famous calligraphy and painting expert in Dongcheng.

After Old Man Wen vomited blood and died, it was his daughter who sold the Huanghuali bookshelf to Boss Yang.

Wen Zhengru's daughter is named Wen Muya, and it is said that she is now a Chinese teacher.

After sending Boss Yang away, I first contacted this woman named Wen Muya. The woman heard on the phone that I wanted to visit her home, but she was very polite.

The two of us made an appointment, and at about two o'clock in the afternoon, I hitchhiked with Pang Guang according to the address of the Wen family. Wen Muya has already stood at the gate of the community to greet us in advance.

This is an ordinary high-end residential building. Wen Muya took us to Unit 3 of Building 7 and took the elevator to the 12th floor, where Room 1202 is the Wen family's house.

Wen Muya smiled and invited us in.

"It's also a coincidence, today is Sunday, so I don't have to go to class. In normal times, I really don't have time to invite you to sit at home! ”