C9 The Pitiful Parents' Hearts

Yang Bo's meaning was very clear. He wasn't doing anything illegal, and he only came because your family's price was fair. If he said more, he might go to another family!

Boss Liu understood Yang Bo's meaning very well and did not talk anymore. He said, "Yang, come and name your price!"

Yang Bo's heart was not calm. It was time to name his price again. Before he came in, he had checked the prices of the four monks' paintings. The highest one was Zhu Da, and his reputation was not well known, so the price was much lower. However, there was still a lot of room for growth in the next two years, so when he was naming his price, he had to be careful.

"850,000!" When Yang Bo named the price himself, he couldn't help but feel his heart tremble. 850,000 was a number that he had been thinking about day and night. Although he knew it was impossible, he still couldn't help but open his mouth and say it.

Boss Liu could not help but laugh. He also did not expect Yang Bo to be so greedy. "Yang, you really dare to say that!"

Boss Liu stroked his beard and thought for a long time before saying, "The difference in price is too big. According to the market price of the monk's paintings, the most representative works are around a million. For this painting, I can at most offer 200,000!"

Yang Bo heaved a sigh of relief. It would be strange if the other party agreed to it directly. "According to the current market price trend, the Painting of the Crippled Monk will definitely have a further increase in value. I believe you can see it!"

Boss Liu smiled and said, "You know it yourself. That is only a trend in the future!"

Yang Bo smiled and said, "Boss Liu, this is the second time we are cooperating. I believe that there will be a third, fourth, or even fifth time. I don't want to pay too much for this Painting of the Mountain Root, 350,000 yuan!"

Boss Liu hesitated. He did not expect the two of them to cooperate again so quickly. Yang Bo's words were very reasonable. It was up to him whether he believed it or not. "Alright! Then 350,000 yuan! I just hope that the next time Mr. Yang gets a good item, you must cooperate again!"

Yang Bo nodded. "Okay!"

He seemed calm on the surface, but in his heart, Yang Bo was surging like a raging wave. On the surface, it seemed very simple. He had already gotten the 350,000 yuan. However, to him, the suffering was enough to drive him crazy. Ever since he received the call, he had been suppressing a huge rock in his heart. Only now did he feel slightly relieved!

Three hundred and fifty thousand and eight hundred and fifty thousand were five hundred thousand each, but he had taken another step closer to his goal!

After the transfer was successful, Yang Bo tightly gripped the bank card in his hands, took out his phone, and found his mother's phone number. As he listened to the waiting voice, he could not help but feel excited. His nose was slightly sour, and tears flowed out of his eyes. During this period of time, he had suffered too much pressure. The eight hundred and fifty thousand figure had even become his life goal, all for the sake of letting his father enter the hospital as soon as possible!

"Bo." His mother's hoarse voice came from the phone.

"Mom, I just transferred two hundred thousand to your card. Take Dad to Jinling to arrange for him to stay in the hospital first!" Yang Bo wiped his tears, but his voice was still choked with sobs.

"Bo, where did you get so much money from? Even if we can't be treated, we can't earn money. We can't steal, and we can't rob!" Yang's mother's voice suddenly became sharp. In her tens of years of simple life experience, it was impossible for her to earn two hundred thousand with nothing!

"Mom, don't worry. This money came cleanly!" Yang Bo quickly stopped his emotions, and his voice became a little louder, "Didn't I work in an antique shop? I have learned quite a bit of antique knowledge in the past two years. Yesterday night, I was in the Ghost Market. The Ghost Market is a market in the night. I bought a painting there for 200 yuan. Mom, do you know? This painting was actually authentic, and it was appraised by an expert here!"

"In the blink of an eye, the painting was sold for 200,000 yuan! You can take this 200,000 yuan first and treat Dad's illness. Bring Dad here to Jinling. The medical conditions here are good!"

After all, Gao Bo was only 20 years old, and he had not even celebrated his 20th birthday yet. When he said that he wanted his mother to bring his father here to treat his illness, he could not help but become excited!

Yang's mother had been listening to Yang Bo speak for a long time before she finally sighed, "Bo, I have also asked the doctor. Your father's illness requires at least 800,000 to 900,000 yuan. If it's serious, it might even cost a million yuan. This kind of burden is not something our family can bear. You can save 200,000 yuan for me!"

"Mom!" Gao Bo could not help but shout, "Mom, if Dad is gone, what use is this 200,000 yuan?"

"Bo, your dad and I don't have much ability, so we can't give you too good a condition. We don't have much foundation in the family, so we can't leave you with such a big burden! I'll leave 200,000 yuan for you to marry a wife. If your dad can have a grandson before he leaves, I don't think he will have any regrets!"

"Mom …"

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Gao Bo held the phone in his hand and sat in front of the bank's stairs. His tears blurred his eyes. The reason why he transferred the money back was to tell his parents that he had the ability to make a lot of money, but he didn't expect them to have already made plans. This made him feel extremely pained, guilty, and wronged. All sorts of emotions surged over!

Everything he had pretended to be calm and steady was smashed to pieces at this moment!

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Holding the bank card in his hand, Yang Bo fiercely hammered his chest. Did he want to be defeated by this small setback? According to his original thoughts, he wanted to gather 850,000 yuan as soon as possible, prepare the medical expenses, and then bring his father over for treatment. He still had the ability, so he would definitely be able to prepare the remaining 500,000 yuan in the shortest amount of time!

I will definitely succeed!

It was already three in the afternoon when he returned to the shop. Grandet Guo complained, "Yang, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but what time is it already? Didn't I already tell you that I have something to do in the afternoon? You, you, you..."

"Boss, I have something to do just now …" Yang Bo interrupted Grandet Guo's complaint. This was the first time he had interrupted him!

Grandet Guo was stunned. He did not expect Yang Bo to do this. However, when he saw Yang Bo's swollen eyes, he swallowed his words, "Yang, do your best! I have something to do and have to leave now!"

Yang Bo sat in the hall and drank a mouthful of tea. He was stunned for a long time. Although Grandet Guo was stingy and was an iron公鸡, he was still a good person. However, this was not enough to be his reason to stay!

Ever since he received the first fifty thousand yuan, Yang Bo had been thinking about leaving. However, he had not received the eight hundred and fifty thousand yuan. Furthermore, after leaving, he needed to find a place to stay. It was really a troublesome matter.

However, since he had already made up his mind to leave, he still needed to inform Grandet Guo when he had time!

Chapter 12 – I Got to Leave