After Wen Lao San said that,
Ye Yuan checked the time as well.
When he saw the time, he felt a little embarrassed.
After all, he had held the man up for so long, hadn't he?
So he opened the travel bag in his hand and took out box after box of exquisitely packaged bead bracelets.
Wen Lao San said nothing. He opened each box and inspected its contents carefully.
Throughout the process, Wen Lao San dropped his earlier smiling demeanor.
He looked exceptionally serious.
Only after placing the last bracelet on the table did Wen Lao San put on that harmless smile again and speak:
"I have to say, Boss Ye's bracelets really are top-notch."
As he spoke, he gave Ye Yuan a thumbs-up.
"I, Wen Lao San, have been dealing in bead bracelets here in Nanji for quite some time.
But this is the first time I've ever seen quality like your family's bracelets.
No complaints. Same old rules?"
Ye Yuan had no idea what the old rules were.
His father had not told him much before he came.
But now that the other man had turned an inquiring gaze on him, Ye Yuan could only nod calmly.
Very soon, a considerable payment for the goods was transferred to Ye Yuan's phone.
When he saw the amount, Ye Yuan was stunned.
He had never expected that the bracelets his father made from scraps on the island could be so profitable.
This was the first time Ye Yuan had so directly felt the value of the precious wood in his hands.
Although he had known that this wood commanded high prices on the market,
he had never imagined that bracelets made from mere scraps
could sell for such a price.
Seeing Ye Yuan lost in thought, Wen Lao San