Chapter 3128 My hands are really cheap!

At night in Dubai, Xiao Changkun dragged his tired body from the hotel in the city to the airport alone.

Since the return ticket he purchased was economy class, he could only sit on the hard bench next to the boarding gate and wait for the boarding gate to open.

While waiting, he opened the website of the Jinling Charity Foundation with heartbreak, found their donation account, and planned to transfer 300,000 yuan to the foundation.

The reason why he chose to donate the money to the Jinling Charitable Foundation was because he saw many antique dealers in his circle of friends discussing Zhou Liangyun’s donation of 10 million to the Jinling Charitable Foundation.

Today, Zhou Liangyun has become famous in the antique street, and he has suddenly become the most handsome boy in the entire antique street. Some people admire his strong level, some are envious of his ability to make a comeback, and some are jealous that he made 20 million in one night. huge sum of money.

And Zhou Liangyun was also very straightforward. As soon as the news of the 20 million yuan spread, he contacted the Jinling Charity Foundation and donated 10 million yuan in his own name, and it was a direct transfer without any sloppiness.

The main reason why Zhou Liangyun wanted to donate 10 million was to try to reduce and slow down people's envy and jealousy towards him.

A person's sudden wealth will inevitably make many people feel uncomfortable, but if half of the money earned is suddenly lost, many uncomfortable people will naturally feel much better.

Xiao Changkun originally felt extremely depressed when he thought about donating the 300,000 yuan, but when he thought about Zhou Liangyun donating 10 million, he felt relieved a lot.

At this time, he also hesitated in his heart, thinking: "Should I donate this money now, or should I wait until I meet Zhou Liangyun and make sure he forgives me?"

Thinking of this, he thought to himself: "If I donate again in person, it will probably make him think that I am not sincere and not aware enough. At this time, it is better not to be ridiculous and donate first. At least it can show that My attitude is that even if Zhou insists on calling the police, I will have already donated the money when the police come to find me. I can still get leniency no matter what, right?"

As soon as he thought about it, he gritted his teeth and transferred 300,000 yuan to the foundation.

After the transfer was completed, he immediately carefully downloaded the transfer voucher to his mobile phone. When he returned, he planned to show it to Zhou Liangyun and beg him to let him go.

The return flight is definitely a torture for someone of Xiao Changkun's age who lacks exercise.

The comfort of the seats in the economy class was far worse than that in the first class. In addition, the flight was almost full. Xiao Changkun was squeezed between two men. The ride was very painful. During the eight-hour flight, he didn't even have a moment. Can sleep.

When the plane landed in Jinling, Xiao Changkun felt that half of his life was gone. When he got off the plane, he stood up and his legs were shaking.

After finally getting out of the airport, Xiao Changkun immediately took out a disposable mask and put it on for fear of being recognized. Then he lined up a taxi at the entrance of the airport. As soon as he got in the car, he couldn't wait to say to the driver: "Hello, Please go to the antique street!”

Seeing his anxious look, the taxi driver said with a smile: "You are so anxious to go to the antique street as soon as you get off the plane. You also made a special trip to Jinling from other places to pick up the antiques, right?"

Xiao Changkun said angrily: "I'm a local. Besides, there are so many leaks that are easy to pick up. Don't let them go to others. It's like burning incense."

The driver smiled and said: "You, a local, didn't go home as soon as you got off the plane. Instead, you went to the antique street. You said you didn't want to pick up the missing items."

As he said that, the driver said: "Actually, let alone you, even I want to go to the antique street to pick up missing items. We work very hard driving a taxi and only earn ten thousand or eight thousand a month. Others can make it in one night." Earning 20 million, I can’t make that much money even if I drive a taxi until I die.”

Xiao Changkun knew that he must be talking about Zhou Liangyun, and he felt even more uncomfortable. He said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "I go to the antique street to do errands, not to pick up missing items."

The driver asked curiously: "Aren't you going to pick up the leak? Then you haven't heard about what happened yesterday, right?"

With that said, the driver didn't wait for Xiao Changkun to express his opinion, and said happily: "Let me tell you, this thing is so magical that even movies don't dare to shoot it like this. A few fools bought a fake cultural relic and wanted to deceive it." A boss in the antique street, who would have thought that the fake cultural relics bought by these idiots are actually..."

Xiao Changkun's lungs were about to burst with anger. He wanted to yell at the talkative driver: "I am one of those idiots you mentioned."

But his reason still allowed him to change his words: "Sorry, I've been on a plane for eight hours. I'm so tired. I want to take a nap."

The driver asked in surprise: "Hey, you came back from abroad? Which country?"

Xiao Changkun closed his eyes and uttered two words: "Dubai."

The driver immediately said: "Ouch! I heard that Dubai is always rich, right? They said that the Burj Al Arab Hotel is seven or eight stars, and that the Dubai Mall can be visited in a few days. Is it really so powerful?"

Xiao Changkun was so annoyed that he came back within a few hours of landing. How could he have the chance to go to places like Dubai? Now that the driver was saying something to me, I felt even more annoyed, so I asked him angrily: "Can you stop talking to me?"

The taxi driver said angrily: "If you drive a taxi and don't chat with the customers, why should you drive a taxi? Besides, why don't you drive a taxi and chat with the driver?"

Xiao Changkun opened his eyes and asked him angrily: "I said I was tired and wanted to sleep for a while, do you have to talk to me?"

The driver muttered in disappointment: "It doesn't have to be said, so I won't tell you if you want to rest, right? After all, the company also said it during the training. In our business, customers come first. If customers turn on the air conditioner, we will We must not just open the windows and let the customers go down the aisle, but we must not get on the expressway randomly, the customers..."

Xiao Changkun was so desperate that he simply closed his eyes and ignored him.

After finally reaching the entrance of the Antique Street, Xiao Changkun paid the money and escaped from the car, then walked towards the Antique Street.

Because he was wearing a mask, he was not recognized by anyone when he entered the antique street. When he arrived at the door of Zhou Liangyun's store, he found that Zhou Liangyun's store was already overcrowded, mostly customers who came to pay to appraise antiques.

Xiao Changkun was embarrassed to go in at this time, so he squatted on the roadside for more than an hour until Zhou Liang had transported all the customers away, and then he mustered up the courage to come to the door of the store.

When Zhou Liangyun saw someone pushing the door open, he said, "I'm sorry, Zhen Baoxuan is closed today. If you want to appraise the collection, come here early tomorrow. Only 80 numbers will be released a day, and you won't see it after you finish it."

Xiao Changkun ducked into the store, took off his mask, and said nervously: "Um...Hello, Boss Zhou...it's me, Xiao Changkun..."

Zhou Liangyun raised his head and looked at Xiao Changkun. He was stunned for a moment, and then asked pretending to be curious: "Mr. Xiao, what are you doing here? Do you want to take things back?"

"No, no..." Xiao Changkun waved his hands quickly and said, "How can I ask you to take things back... I came back from Dubai to apologize to you..."

"Apologise?" Zhou Liangyun smiled slightly and did not pretend to be stupid. He asked directly: "Mr. Xiao came back because of Zhang Ermao's circle of friends, right?"

Xiao Changkun was too embarrassed to deny it, so he nodded and said, "Yes..."

Zhou Liangyun said calmly: "I benefited from this matter in the end, so there is no need to apologize."

Xiao Changkun hadn't come to his senses yet, thinking that he was being polite to him by saying he didn't need to apologize, so he quickly took out his mobile phone, found his transfer record, hurriedly handed it over, and said respectfully: "Boss Zhou, I know what's in your heart I must be very angry. After all, I did something unkind, but I have realized my mistake. In order to show that I know my mistakes and can correct them, I donated all 30 yuan to Jinling Charity. Foundation, I also hope that you will take into account that I took the initiative to admit my mistake and donated the capital and profits. You have a lot of money, so please don’t be indifferent to me, let alone bring this matter to the police..."

As he said this, he hesitated but still had the nerve to kneel down. He simply bowed deeply to Zhou Liangyun, then put his hands in front of him and looked at Zhou Liangyun anxiously, waiting for his statement.

Zhou Liangyun looked at the transfer record on Xiao Changkun's phone, handed the phone back to him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Xiao, I'm not being polite to you. I'm really not angry, not at all;"

"And to be honest, I was not prepared to call the police from the beginning to the end."

Xiao Changkun was stunned and asked subconsciously: "You really don't plan to call the police?"

Zhou Liangyun nodded and said seriously: "I really have no plan. If I wanted to call the police, I would have already done so."

After saying that, Zhou Liangyun added: "Think about it, the entire antique street knows that I made 20 million by picking up missing items. As soon as Zhang Ermao's WeChat post was posted, everyone also knew the ins and outs of this matter. They all said it privately. You are the money-spreading boys sent by the God of Wealth. If I call the police to arrest you at this time, the whole antique street will think that I am not a decent person;"

"Besides, I have been in the antique business for so many years. I know the rules of our industry. It is impossible to trouble the police for this matter. Don't say that I will not call the police after making money. Even if I really lose thirty Wan, I won’t call the police.”

Xiao Changkun breathed a sigh of relief. What he was most afraid of was that he would be imprisoned if the treatment failed. Now with Zhou Liangyun's sincere answer, he could rest assured.

However, just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly realized something: "Since Zhou Liangyun was not prepared to call the police from the beginning to the end, wouldn't my donation of three hundred thousand be in vain?"

Thinking of this, he almost collapsed and cursed secretly: "Damn, my hands are really cheap! Why are you so eager to donate money? You should stop donating in a hurry and wait to see Zhou Liangyun's attitude before making a decision! Now this money I donated ten hours, I don’t know if I want to come back!”

Immediately, an anxious Xiao Changkun took the phone back from Zhou Liangyun's hand, couldn't wait to find the 24-hour donation hotline of the Jinling Charity Foundation, and called directly.

As soon as the call came through, the operator on the other side said politely: "Hello, this is the Jinling Charity Foundation. May I ask..."

Xiao Changkun didn't wait for the other party to finish what he said, and asked impatiently: "What, I accidentally made a mistake today and donated 300,000 to your foundation. Can you return the money to me?"