"Wait a second, I'll have the boss bring it out right away," Yang Jingsheng said.
"Okay, let the boss bring it out," Xu Yang felt it was no big deal to take a look; after all, it wouldn't waste much time.
The two sat down on the chairs in the store to rest.
Yang Jingsheng spoke to the middle-aged man behind the counter, "Boss, let's go get that treasure from the back hall."
While speaking, he made faces at the man.
The middle-aged boss didn't understand what Yang Jingsheng was up to; there was no treasure in the back hall.
However, based on Yang Jingsheng's facial expressions, he figured out what Yang Jingsheng meant—to go to the back hall together, where Yang Jingsheng would explain everything.
"Okay."
The middle-aged boss nodded and followed Yang Jingsheng into the back hall.
"What exactly are you up to?" the middle-aged boss asked.
