Mountain village beauty: Brother, don't stop!

Chapter 211: Chapter 211: Giving up profit of 4 million

The office was very large, as big as Wang Hao’s entire house, with all the necessary furniture and appliances. It lacked only a bed, but the large sofa was certainly big enough to accommodate two people.

Wen Yonglin was sitting at the office desk at the time.

"Grandfather, it was that bastard who beat me into this state!"

Wen Zicong was also in the office, standing beside Wen Yonglin. Upon seeing Wang Hao walk in, he began to wail and howl like a dog or a wolf.

"And there are Da Wu and Xiao Wu, those two bastards, they didn’t listen to me either. They actually sided with that kid. You must teach them a lesson for me!"

Wen Zicong completely ignored what Wen Xiangyong had said before and cursed, pointing at Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

Da Wu and Xiao Wu seemed to be very afraid of Wen Yonglin. After hearing what Wen Zicong said, they just lowered their heads, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.

Wen Yonglin slowly stood up, with a meaningful smile.

"Zi Cong, apologize to Mr. Wang first!"

Wen Yonglin’s tone was gentle but firm, and no one dared to disobey.

"But Grandfather, he hit me first!"

Wen Zicong looked at Wen Yonglin with a puzzled face.

"Apologize!"

The look in Wen Yonglin’s eyes became sharp, and his tone grew heavier.

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Just as Wen Zicong was about to say something, he caught Wen Yonglin’s gaze and had no choice but to swallow the words that had reached his lips. Carrying a belly full of grievances, he walked up to Wang Hao.

"Mr. Wang, I’m sorry!"

Wang Hao was not an unreasonable person, but remembering how Wen Zicong had just forced him to kneel and lick Cheng Lei’s shoes made him feel uncomfortable.

However, Wang Hao didn’t want to make a big deal out of it and simply glanced at Wen Zicong without saying a word.

It seemed that everyone here was very afraid of Wen Yonglin, including his only grandson.

But having been coddled since childhood, Wen Zicong had never suffered such humiliation. After apologizing, he turned and ran out of the room, even crying out of grievance.

"Look at what you’ve done. Your own son has become so spoiled under your watch, and yet you don’t discipline him properly. How can he take on great responsibilities in the future!"

Seeing Wen Zicong running out in a huff, Wen Yonglin glared at Wen Xiangyong and scolded him sharply.

"It’s all because you’ve always protected him since he was little. Otherwise, I would see if he doesn’t get a good beating from me!"

Wen Xiangyong retorted unwillingly.

"All you know is to hit, hit, hit. It’s a new age now. Do you still expect that an old approach like ruling with an iron fist will work?"

Wen Yonglin became angry when he heard Wen Xiangyong speak of hitting his own grandson, and pointed at Da Wu and Xiao Wu.

"You ask them if I have ever beaten them before. Are they like Zi Cong?"

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"Master, Young Master Zi Cong is still young. With proper guidance, he will surely become a successor worthy of our ancestors!"

Da Wu quickly stepped forward to say.

"Look at yourself; Da Wu is only four years older than Zi Cong. How big is the gap between them? Don’t you feel guilty?"

Wen Yonglin looked at Da Wu with great satisfaction and smiled.

"Da Wu, I told you a long time ago, stop calling me Master. Just call me Grandfather!"

After carefully considering Da Wu’s words, Wen Yonglin felt a bit unhappy and said in a lower voice.

"Grand... Grandfather!"

Da Wu changed his form of address somewhat awkwardly.

"Hmm!"

Only then did Wen Yonglin nod in satisfaction and gestured for the two brothers to leave.

"You both wait outside for now. I have some things to discuss with Mr. Wang. Don’t come in unless you’re called!"

The Wen Family was large and its businesses extensive; naturally, family discipline was also very strict. After hearing Wen Yonglin’s order, Wen Xiangyong took Da Wu and Xiao Wu out of the office immediately.

"Please have a seat, Mr. Wang. I’m sorry you had to see that!"

Wen Yonglin smiled and invited Wang Hao to sit down beside him.

Wang Hao didn’t stand on ceremony either, and directly took a seat in front of the desk.

"Mr. Wang, you said you’ve found another piece of beast skin, correct?"

Wen Yonglin’s mind was entirely focused on the beast skin. After everyone left, he got straight to the point with Wang Hao.

"Yes!"

Wang Hao took out the piece of beast skin and handed it over to Wen Yonglin.

Wen Yonglin stared at the beast skin in his hands, his eyes glued to it.

However, as a crafty and calculating elder, he naturally wouldn’t show his emotions outwardly, and Wang Hao didn’t notice any signs.

Wen Yonglin carefully examined the beast skin for a while, then suddenly shook his head with a solemn expression.

Seeing Wen Yonglin’s expression, Wang Hao also became nervous. Could it be that this piece of beast skin was a fake?

But that couldn’t be possible. This beast skin was clearly brought out from the ancient tomb together with the others. If the first piece was real, how could this one be fake?

After thinking it over carefully, Wang Hao suspected that Wen Yonglin, the old slicker, was trying to swindle him out of this piece of beast skin.

"Uncle Wen, is there a problem with this piece of beast skin?"

Wang Hao asked tentatively.

"No, there’s nothing wrong with the beast skin; it’s just that I don’t recognize the text on it!"

Wen Yonglin hastily shook his head.

Seeing that Wen Yonglin had no intention of cheating him out of the beast skin, the stone in Wang Hao’s heart finally fell to the ground.

However, now that even Wen Yonglin couldn’t recognize the ancient text on the beast skin, Wang Hao found himself in a bit of a bind.

"Actually, I’m only somewhat interested in ancient texts. I learned a little bit from friends, but I’m certainly no expert."

"I wonder if Mr. Wang would be comfortable leaving the beast skin with me. I could take it to my friend for a thorough study and return it to you later. How about that?"

Wen Yonglin cautiously suggested, knowing the beast skin was a rare treasure; he naturally worried that Wang Hao would not agree and quickly added another line.

"I understand that this treasure is incredibly precious to you. If Mr. Wang is worried, how about this?"

"This piece of beast skin is twice the size of the last one; it should be worth twenty million. I’ll give you an extra five million, making it a total of twenty-five million with me as a deposit. When you come to take back this piece of beast skin, you can return the money to me."

"There’s no need for that, I’m actually here to ask for your help!"

Wang Hao said.

"Oh? Tell me, what is it?"

Wen Yonglin asked with interest.

"Actually, I urgently need a sum of money right now, and I truly want to sell this piece of beast skin to you!"

Wang Hao stated his intentions directly.

Wang Hao’s words took Wen Yonglin by surprise.

"Originally, this beast skin was left by our ancestors, should be handed over to the state, and it’s not right to privately sell it, but I have no choice; I really need the money urgently now."

Wang Hao paused then continued.

"However, I’m very curious as to what our ancestors left us, so Uncle Wen, please be sure to help translate the ancient text on it. No matter how much you charge, I’m willing to forgo a four million profit and sell it to you."

Wen Yonglin was momentarily stunned, looking at Wang Hao in surprise.

Admiring Wang Hao for being so young yet showing such grand insight into the relics left by the ancestors.

In this material world full of temptation, most people’s first thought upon obtaining ancient artifacts is to quickly exchange them for money in the antiques market or to hoard them, but that’s for the purpose of appreciation and profit.

Wen Yonglin had never imagined that Wang Hao, upon acquiring such a rare piece of beast skin, would willingly forfeit four million in profit just to understand its content.

Such insight was indeed rare.

"I didn’t expect someone of your young age to possess such a broad vision. I, old Wen, must admit my admiration for you. If you don’t mind, would you like to be friends with this old man?"

Wen Yonglin said with a smile.

"Uncle Wen, aren’t we friends already?"

Wang Hao asked meaningfully.

"Yes! Yes! Hahaha..."

"Since you trust me so much, I won’t mince words with you. I took advantage of you by six hundred thousand last time, this time I’ll transfer the full twenty million to you!"

After saying that, Wen Yonglin and Wang Hao both laughed heartily...