Wang Hao followed the sound and looked over, only to see a rather skinny teenager, about sixteen or seventeen years old, grinning at him with eight fairly neat teeth.
In front of the teenager lay an old wooden box filled with various sample certificates, official seals, and things like invoices.
When the boy saw Wang Hao pausing to look, he asked cheerfully, "Big brother, do you need a certificate? Anything from 211, 985 university diplomas, accounting certificates, good citizen certificates, temporary residence permits, computer level two certifications, English TOEFL and IELTS—I can get them all. And the price is a bargain, only fifty yuan!"
Wang Hao looked at him with interest and asked, "Really? You can get any certificate?"
The boy nodded emphatically and assured with his hand on his chest, "Of course, any certificate you can think of, I, Qin Fei, can make with a 95% resemblance. Unless you run into a professional, the average person won't be able to tell the difference!"
