Old George couldn't help but lament the treacherous nature of people's hearts. Fortunately, his only interest was in making money from ordinary customers; he had no intention of stumbling upon a windfall, much less going all-in to buy antiques.
Wealth is sought in danger, and in danger, it is lost. Watching as two old friends—one bleeding money, the other going bankrupt—Old George couldn't help but consider retiring.
"I'll write you a receipt, just wait," Old George turned and took the gold back into his shack. Soon after, he came out with the invoice and transferred $118,400 US Dollars into Allen Zhang's savings account.
He reminded, "I've transferred the money, check to see if you got it."
Allen Zhang had already received the notification and nodded, "I've received it."
