The middle-aged man was momentarily speechless, also regretting why he had said those words earlier.
It was as if he had dug a pit for himself.
"Exactly, he was just boasting about how valuable this thing was, and now that it's broken, he's immediately reneging. This boss is too cunning."
"This kind of shop is simply a den of thieves. We must remember its name, we can't be swindled by him!"
"That's right, I'll never buy anything from this place again."
The surrounding crowd began to whisper amongst themselves, their gazes filled with disdain.
At the same time, the other customers who were about to pay had all put down their items.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately panicked.
They were in the antique business, where reputation was paramount. If this incident spread, it would severely impact his business in the future.
The middle-aged man could only approach Chen Mo and say in a low voice, "Little brother, how about we go inside and talk?"
Chen Mo shook his head and replied with two words: "No."
The middle-aged man looked troubled. How could he possibly compensate the other party with fifty million?
Finally, the middle-aged man could only say, "Little brother, it's best to be forgiving. If this continues, it won't be good for either of us."
It was clear that the other party was trying to threaten Chen Mo.
Chen Mo's expression darkened: "Are you threatening me? Aren't you afraid that these customers around will expose your scandal?"
"You!"
The middle-aged man glared fiercely at Chen Mo.
"Then what do you want?" the middle-aged man asked through gritted teeth, having no other choice.
A smile curved Chen Mo's lips: "I can give you two choices. First, compensate me fifty million, or second, I can pick anything I want from your shop."
"That's impossible!" the middle-aged man immediately shook his head.
"Then there's nothing to discuss. In this situation, I can only choose to find the person in charge here!" Chen Mo said calmly.
The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and he finally extended a finger: "You can choose one item from my shop!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo readily agreed with a nod: "Alright, one item it is."
The middle-aged man was a bit stunned. He hadn't expected Chen Mo to agree so readily.
He then moved aside and gestured towards the items in the room and courtyard: "Choose yourself. I can only give you ten minutes, as I still need to do business."
Chen Mo didn't say anything, his gaze sweeping over the porcelain and calligraphy on display.
However, in his mind, he asked the Old Ancestor, "Old Ancestor, where is the good item you mentioned earlier?"
The Old Ancestor couldn't help but laugh: "You brat, so you were eyeing his treasures."
"Naturally. Otherwise, why would I have put on such a long act with him?" Chen Mo replied.
The Old Ancestor chuckled and said, "There's a teapot on the table in his room. If you take that thing, it's probably the most valuable item here."
Chen Mo was taken aback but still followed the Old Ancestor's instructions and walked into the room.
In the center of the room was a tea table with a purple clay teapot on it. However, the teapot's design was rather peculiar, resembling a pumpkin.
Chen Mo reached out and picked up the teapot.
"You, put it down!" Just then, the middle-aged man following behind Chen Mo shouted sternly.
At the same time, he reached out, trying to snatch the teapot away.
Chen Mo's agility was far beyond what the middle-aged man could match.
With a swift movement, he dodged to the side.
"Little brother, I'm not selling this. Please choose something else," the middle-aged man said nervously, afraid that Chen Mo would break it.
Seeing the other party's anxious demeanor, Chen Mo became even more certain that his Old Ancestor was right; this item was definitely very valuable.
Otherwise, the man wouldn't be so nervous.
Chen Mo smiled calmly: "I feel a connection with this item, and you said earlier that I could choose anything in your shop. Are you going back on your word now?"
The middle-aged man's face turned ashen, and he said in a low voice, "Little brother, give me the item, and I'll let you choose two more!"
"No need. I'll just take this one item. I'm a person who keeps my promises."
Chen Mo's words were practically a slap in the face.
This caused a deep chill to gradually appear on the middle-aged man's face.
Looking at the people outside the door, the middle-aged man could only nod, gritting his teeth: "Fine, if you want this thing, then I'll give it to you!"
"Then thank you." Chen Mo smiled calmly and turned to leave the room.
The middle-aged man followed him out, his gaze falling on the young woman: "Little girl, it's time for you to pay. Today, these twenty million, not a single cent can be spared!"
Upon hearing this, the young woman looked at Chen Mo with confusion.
Chen Mo suddenly spoke up: "I have a good connection with this young lady, so I will pay these twenty million."
Saying that, Chen Mo took out a twenty-million check and handed it to the middle-aged man beside him.
The middle-aged man was a bit stunned, looking at Chen Mo in surprise.
This was twenty million, not two thousand yuan. Chen Mo was just going to help her pay it?
Before the middle-aged man could recover, Chen Mo slowly walked up to the young woman: "Miss Lin, let's go."
And this young woman was none other than Miss Lin, Lin Wan'er!
"You really gave him twenty million?" Lin Wan'er asked in surprise.
Chen Mo smiled playfully: "Let's talk outside."
With that, he took Lin Wan'er's arm and headed outside.
It was only then that the middle-aged man finally came to his senses, and the twenty-million check in his hand fell to the ground.
He wasn't stupid. Chen Mo's intimate gesture with Lin Wan'er clearly indicated that they knew each other before!
"Boss, they, they seem to know each other," a shop assistant quickly said, coming up to the middle-aged man.
"Am I blind!" the middle-aged man roared.
At this moment, seeing Chen Mo and Lin Wan'er leave, the crowd in the courtyard also dispersed.
"What are you still standing there for? Call the King of Hell and have him send people to intercept them! Today, no matter what, we must get that pumpkin pot back!" the middle-aged man shouted, almost roaring.
Hearing this, the shop assistant did not dare to delay and quickly ran towards the door.
Meanwhile, Chen Mo and Lin Wan'er had already put some distance between them.
However, Lin Wan'er's expression was quite grim.
Taking out her phone, Lin Wan'er transferred twenty million to Chen Mo's bank account.
Seeing the message, Chen Mo looked confused: "Miss Lin, what is this?"
"I don't like owing others, and besides," Lin Wan'er stopped speaking here.
Chen Mo smiled helplessly and explained: "Miss Lin, why are you being so formal with me? Moreover, that was just a fake, it's not worth much. Why did you give me twenty million?"
"You know it's not valuable! Then why did you compensate others with twenty million?" Lin Wan'er asked indignantly.