This man named Zhou Xing, before he finished speaking, he directly offered the price.

From the reserve price of 100,000, he himself increased it to 500,000.

Half a million, that's a lot of money.

But what the other party has to do is send the away?

But Huang Mao and I didn't make a sound, just watched from the sidelines.

Zhuang Sha didn't change much in his expression, and still said with a lollipop in his mouth:

"The curator can't be invited by giving money, you can tell me the reason first.

What's wrong with your mom? Why send her away? ”

When Zhou Xing heard this, he showed a bitter face.

After pushing his glasses with his hand, he let out a long sigh:

"Hey! Speaking of which, blame my brother and my sister for it......"

Speaking of this, Zhou Xing fell into deep thought, with remorse and pain on his face.

The three of us stood by and listened quietly.

The man with glasses took two breaths and then said:

"My family runs a garment factory, and my family is relatively wealthy.

My mom started it.

Later, the three of us also worked in the factory and all had our own shares.

The business is getting bigger and bigger, and our family is getting richer and richer.

My mom is also not in good health and has a heart condition.

My sister and my brother are trying to fight for my mother's property and occupy the company.

Just last month, I went out on a business trip.

But I suddenly received a call from home, saying that my mother had a heart attack and collapsed at home.

As a result, when I rushed back, my mother had already passed away......"

Speaking of this, this Zhou Xing cried directly.

A handful of snot and a handful of tears.

Hearing this, I was stunned for a moment.

Your mother died of illness, which is a normal situation.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, everyone will have it, why is it entangled with him?

There should be something going on here.

Plus he said before that he blamed his sister and brother.

So I asked:

"Your mother, the reason why she pestered you was killed?"

When Zhou Xing heard this, he nodded again and again:

"Yes, my mom was killed by my sister and brother.

My mother has three nannies by her side, and there are also two drivers who take care of her 24 hours a day.

There was also heart medicine at home, but my mother died suddenly at home because of a heart attack.

After going back, I asked the babysitter and driver.

He said that it was my brother and sister who took care of my mother at that time.

By the time they arrived, my mom was dead.

And after my mother died, my sister and brother tried to seize my mother's property. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Xing continued to wipe his tears, looking very sad.

After a while, he continued:

"My mom must have been hurt by the two of them.

So after my mother died, I pestered them.

My sister jumped to her death a week ago, and my brother was run over by a truck three days ago.

But in the past two days, I have seen my mother even more.

She was smiling at me and saying that I was next.

I was scared, I didn't know why my mom was hurting me.

I know from others that there are masters in our hall.

So、So I came over early in the morning。

I have money, I have money.

Please contact the curator immediately and help me survive this catastrophe, and I will repay you well......"

Zhou Xing continued to talk about his experience.

If he is right, then this is a story of hurting his mother because of his property.

No wonder after his mother died, he killed his sister and brother one after another.

However, since this glasses man Zhou Xing was not involved, how could her mother pester him?

Anyway, I feel that what he said may be half-truthful and unbelievable.

However, this is only the business of the museum.

Huang Mao and I are still in the internship stage, as for what will be done in the hall and what Zhuangsha will arrange next, it is not up to the two of us to control.

After listening to this, Zhuangsha pressed the phone with his hand.

It turned out that he had been recording.

He then sent the recording to a work group.

At a glance, the name of the group was the five words "Phoenix Work Group", but I found the number of people in the back "()" and narrowed my eyes.

As far as we know, there are only five regular employees in our museum, including the curator who has never met him.

Counting me and Huang Mao, there are only seven people.

But now, I found that the number of people in the Zhuangsha work group is "10".

In addition to the five people in the museum, there are other people in the group.

I was curious to see who the other five were.

Is it still impossible to make an external editor in our museum?

After sending it, Zhuangsha said to Zhou Xing:

"You go and sit next to me for a while, I'll reply to you later, and Huang Mao will pour Mr. Zhou a glass of water."

"Okay!"

Huang Mao poured water.

Zhou Xing also sat on the sofa and waited.

I glanced at Zhou Xing, the man with glasses, and asked Zhuangsha:

"Zhuangsha, I feel that this kid is not telling the truth.

If he didn't hurt his mother, how could his mother pester him?

How do we deal with this? ”

Zhuang Sha didn't care, and spread his hands and said:

"We don't have to worry about this, the curator will give instructions later."

In this way, we waited in the office hall for about ten minutes.

Zhuangsha's phone lit up.

Zhuang Sha picked it up and looked at it, and the person who replied to the message was a skull holding a playing card.

This is the curator.

Zhuang Sha glanced at it, and then a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"See for yourself!"

After speaking, he handed over the phone.

I was stunned for a moment, but I also turned my head to look at it.

I saw the skull portrait of the remark "Curator", and posted a paragraph in the group;

Let Li Xu and Huang Xiaolong deal with it.

On the premise of ensuring the safety of the client, we should know the truth.

If it is consistent with what the client said, the fee will be 100,000.

If it doesn't match, it will cost three million.

When I saw these messages, my pupils suddenly dilated.

Charge three million?

I've never seen so much money in my life.

At the same time, Huang Mao also came over.

When I looked at it, I was shocked by the same expression as me.

"Three, three million?"

Huang Mao was surprised.

Zhuang Sha took the mobile phone and whispered to the two of us:

"That's the rule of our hall.

The price of the charge and the reason for the incident account for a large proportion.

For the sake of goodness, our museum basically helps if it can.

But for evil, it involves karmic debts of cause and effect, and if you make a move, the fees are quite high. ”

After speaking, Zhuangsha looked at Zhou Xing, the glasses man waiting on the sofa:

"Mr. Zhou, our curator has completed the review.

I'm going to take your commission.

Just the price, with some fluctuating ......"

Zhou Xing quickly got up and walked over to us.

His eyes widened, he pushed his glasses, and said very simply:

"No, no problem, as long as it can save my life and send my mother away.

Let her rest in peace and give her more money.

I don't know, who is the master who does things for me? Where do I find him? ”

Zhuang Sha looked at her, pointed at me and Huang Mao with his chin, and said:

"The curator has ordered, and the two of them will do your business for you.

Prices range from 100,000 to 3 million.

If you agree, sign a commission contract. ”

After speaking, Zhuangsha took out an entrustment contract, which had been stamped with the official seal.

Let Zhou Xing sign it......