Sweet Twins

Chapter 620 The Shop Owner

Did Charles ever own something cheap? It seemed like everything he owned was expensive.

This watch alone could be sold for millions! The shop owner didn't have to work so hard to sell steamed stuffed buns every morning if only he accepted this watch.

But he was too stubborn that he missed the chance to make a fortune.

In the end, Charles said, "Well, thank you."

"Mr. Fu, you're welcome." To be honest, the policemen felt embarrassed.

They didn't expect that Charles had left a watch for the shop owner. If they had known it, they didn't have to bring Charles to the police station and let the shop owner humiliate him in front of everyone.

If the owner was a different person, he would've kept silent if Charles didn't come back to redeem his watch.

But today, they happened to meet a person who didn't know Charles. Until the very end, he still believed that Charles' watch was just a valueless object.

In the end, they withdrew some money and gave it to the shop owner for Charles.

It was when the owner's wife came out of the shop in a hurry. "Our scooter is not worth much. Just keep the watch."

While she was selling steamed buns inside the shop, someone sneered at her. "Your old man is really blind. Why did he yell at Charles?"

The old woman replied angrily, "I don't know who Charles is, but I know that he was the person who didn't pay for the buns and rode my scooter away without paying me yesterday. I just bought my

scooter, and I didn't even have the chance to ride it."

"Is your scooter more valuable than Charles' watch? His watch is worth at least a million. Isn't that enough in exchange for your scooter? I heard Charles said that he would leave the watch for you. I didn't even hear him say that he's going to take away the scooter. But your husband is so arrogant to call Charles a fraud. It's very kind of Charles to eat steamed buns here. Why are you so ungrateful?"

"What... Is that watch so valuable? One million? Are you telling the truth?" The old woman stopped what she was doing and looked at the man with doubtful eyes.

It would be a stupid thing to miss one million dollars like this. If this man was telling the truth, then she had to stop her husband from doing a big mistake.

"I'm just guessing. It could cost even more." The man thought for a while and said, "I don't know much about the rich people. I just guess that Charles' things are very expensive. I heard that his suit is worth tens of thousands, let alone his watch."

The woman's lips slightly parted when she heard this. "Is he really that rich?" It was unbelievable! Why didn’t they know who Charles was?

Nodding his head, the man replied, "Well, he is the richest man in this city. As for how much money he has, I can't guess."

In an instant, the woman's face darkened. She threw the bun away and ran out while shouting.

The shop owner waved the bill he was holding happily. "Honey, we have got the money. Here's the money for our steamed buns and the scooter."

"Oh, I don't want cash. I want the watch..." Was she too late? Her husband was already holding the money. Was there any way she could make Charles give them the watch?

All her questions had been answered when Charles put the watch on his wrist awkwardly. It was too late. "I've put it on. I can't give it to you anymore. But it's my fault that caused the misunderstanding. The money is regarded as compensation for you. As for the scooter, you can carry it down from the police car. That's it."

The shop owner's eyes widened in disbelief. "Do you mean, you're giving us the money and the scooter too?"

It was the first time that he had encountered such gesture, so it was kind of hard to believe.

Without hesitation, Charles nodded. "Yes."

"Oh, my God! There is indeed free lunch in the world. I..." His reaction to what Charles said was priceless. After all, the shop owner thought that Charles had paid for the scooter because he couldn’t return it. "Okay, I'll keep it. The police are all here. He said it himself. I didn't force him." The old man kept smiling, as if he had won the lottery.

"Okay." That was all Charles could say. Somehow, he felt a little disappointed, but it was the shop owner’s choice so he had to respect that.

The onlookers couldn’t help but sigh and feel sorry for the loss of the shop owner.

"We don't need money. Let's get the watch." The old woman tugged the hem of her husband’s shirt as if she wanted to tell him something. However, she couldn’t say it in front of Charles. C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

"Honey, you are so kind. He has given us the money. How can we refuse him?" The shop owner pulled a long face at his wife, and smiled again when he put the money away.

"Let's go and carry the scooter down. There are still many people waiting to eat our steamed buns."

"I... I heard that this watch is valuable... We..." The old woman stammered, and her face flushed from anxiety.

"Well, no matter how valuable it is, it won't be worth six thousand. I've never heard of such a valuable watch in the world." The shop owner still looked like he had made a fortune when he walked towards the police car.

His wife stood still with obvious disappointment in her eyes.

The onlookers let out another sneer. Some of them felt sorry for the old man, and some of them were annoyed at his stupidity.

As he watched the old man happily walk towards the police car, Charles asked the police,

"Is it appropriate for me to deal with this matter in this way?" "Sure, of course."

What else could Charles do? The money was paid and the scooter was returned.

Therefore, he looked at the police and asked, "Can we go back now?"

"Yes, Mr. Fu. We'll take you to your company now." Unlike when they were at the police station, the policemen talked to Charles with more respect now.

After the scooter had been lifted from the police car, the shop owner faced Charles with a smile on his face. "Thank you. You can come back to eat my buns when you have time. As for the scooter, you can ride it as you like."

With a faint smile, Charles simply said, "Okay."

Charles got into the police car followed by the police who brought him here.

Then, they drove straight to the TS Group.

The people began to gossip as soon as the car left.

"Is Charles' watch worth one million?"

"Humph! You underestimate him, don't you? He is the richest man in the world. His watch is worth more than ten million... A mere bottle of wine of him can cost millions."

"I don't think he will leave the watch worth more than ten million to the shop owner. He said it himself, it costs roughly around two million."

"The last time I saw Charles wearing a watch on TV, its market price was said to be twelve million."

"Last time, I saw Charles wearing a watch which seemed to worth more than 100 million..."

Everyone was talking how expensive Charles' things were, especially the watches he owned.

Regret was written all over the old woman’s face.

There was no doubt that a person as big shot as Charles owned luxurious things, but the shop owner was still confused.

"Is that watch so expensive? Is he really that wealthy? Why haven't I seen him before?"

"You have not seen a lot of things. Do you know that his house costs several hundred million dollars?" Someone from the crowd snorted.

"I don't know." The joy the old man felt a while ago gradually faded.

"I think you are destined to be work hard for your whole life. If you took the watch, you don't need to work so hard anymore. Charles gave it to you, but you didn't want it... What can I say? You two are so

old. With Charles' help, you wouldn't have to get up early and sleep late to make buns in the future. What a good thing it is! But you are too greedy for money and insisted on asking for cash. What's the use of that little money?" Another person got so angry, as if they had committed a mistake that they were bound to regret for the rest of their lives.