0073 As long as a fly flies around, it can always find an egg with a seam

As long as a fly flies around, it can always find an egg with a seam(A Chinese proverb: A fly doesn't bite an egg without a seam, meaning that if a person has no misbehavior of his own, the bad guys won't be able to find their way to his head. And here it means that the bad guys keep hanging around until someone reveals a crack)

  The two men walked through the warehouse area where the goods were piled up, and looking at the variety of things, Mr. Fox was both pleased and a little headstrong.

  These things couldn't be stacked on top of each other, they weren't uniformly sized things, and if they were to be stacked on top of each other, they would have to be braced first, that is to say, an outer frame would have to be made for each one of them to make sure that it wouldn't be crushed in the process of bearing weight.

  This would require a not inconsiderable amount of money, and then there would be the cost of all sorts of labor, the cost of machinery, and after stacking them all together, trying to take one of them out would again be a huge undertaking.

  In the end they would have to be laid out flat as they are now, in warehouses with tons of space, and at best some small things would be put on top of some things that could be pressed.

  From tables, chairs and the like to some artwork, paintings and whatnot, the stuff here covered almost everything an ordinary person would need to use in their lifetime, and even Lynch saw a combined set of silver cutlery.

  White and delicate ivory handles coupled with a sterling silver skeleton, a total of six sets of knives, forks, plates and bowls were placed in a large box, giving a very pleasing feeling to the eye.

  Perhaps noticing Lynch's gaze, Mr. Fox smiled and said, "That's from an old woman, saying that it was a gift from her son when she was retiring, but this year, her son's business has encountered some troubles and urgently needs money, so ... "

  Lynch nodded, it wasn't that he was able to understand, but he knew that everyone who showed up here was very short of money right now, and they all came here for the same purpose no matter what reason they had.

  "I gave her seventeen hundred dollars for this set of utensils, if you like it, you can take it back ...", he could see that Lynch seemed to be very interested in this set of utensils, and since he didn't really care much about one or two thousand dollars anyway, he made a rare generous gesture.

  Lynch, on the other hand, shook his head, "The price you gave is a bit high, ivory is not worth anything, silver is not worth anything, and the two worthless things added together will not turn into something worth anything."

  The land area of this world is much wider, there are still many uninhabited areas that have not suffered from the destruction of human beings and technology, in those places the most primitive face of nature is still maintained.

  Ivory, something that was strictly forbidden to be transported and sold in the other world, was probably a common material in the middle to high grade here, and was not considered a scarce thing.

  Mr. Fox was a bit puzzled, he had seen similar ivory sterling silver tableware in some stores, often two to three thousand, three to five thousand prices are staggering, like this has as many as six sets of ivory sterling silver tableware, he felt that he had given more than a thousand dollars already a bit of conscience, did not expect Lynch still feel that he had given too much.

  "That old woman you mentioned must have gone to the antique store first before she came to your ... place", Lynch lifted his foot and continued to walk forward, as he did so, he said, "Mr. Fox, I don't know if you have some other opinion, but I think work is work, and personal sensibilities are a private matter, not to be confused with it."

  "You sympathize, pity others that's your right, but we can't fill our business with that sympathy and pity discounted in a valuable way as economic value, it would put a lot of people in some trouble for that!"

  Many upstarts are immature when they first become upstarts, and they act so childishly that they can't tell the difference between what they can take a stand on and what they can't.

  For Mr. Fox he may have just taken pity on an old woman and valued the collateral she sent at a little more money, but there is a chance that this collateral agreement will not be approved on the bank's side, thus blocking a loan of a thousand bucks or so, which in turn affects Lynch's income of about a hundred and fifty to two hundred bucks.

  Roll that up again, and the loss would be even greater, while Mr. Fox himself would lose a lot of money, causing all this to happen in a single flood of sympathy.

  "Young Mr. Fox seems to have a different opinion ...", Lynch asked casually, noticing the look of disbelief hanging on Mr. Fox's son's face.

  Mr. Fox looked at his son beside him while Mr. Fox Jr. pursed his lips, "We sympathized with and helped an old woman, and I'm not ashamed of that, rather I'm proud of it."

  Mr. Fox's eyes brightened slightly and he nodded in satisfaction, in fact many times people like him who wandered in the gray area always had a very strange heart.

  They immensely want their children to be more powerful than them, ruthless, merciless, without any weaknesses or fear of any challenges, but at the same time they want their children to be kind, friendly and like an angel.

  Maybe this is the complexity of human nature, in the face of these words uttered by his son, Mr. Fox looked back at Lynch with satisfaction.

  There was no provocation, just curiosity as to how Lynch would answer, speculating himself.

  Lynch smiled, "I respect your attitude towards the world, but first we need to figure out if the world is really as we see it."

  "Firstly, a family that can come up with this kind of flatware would never be able to just mortgage a set of ivory and sterling silver flatware if they were in trouble, and they wouldn't need to go through the finance company route to resolve it if it was just a thousand or two dollars that could solve their troubles."

  Both Mr. Fox and his son froze as soon as that statement was made, they had overlooked that little problem, a family that could afford thousands of dollars in flatware already needed to mortgage something to get through their problems to the extent that a couple of thousand dollars wouldn't do them much good at all.

  It was like the partnership between Mr. Fox and Lynch, which he hadn't really seen eye to eye with before, and the huge reason for that was because Lynch couldn't come up with the money - they knew that Lynch had almost a hundred grand or so in his hands, but that money meant nothing to Mr. Fox.

  As soon as Lynch's words came out, the two men's faces changed a bit.

  Lynch then continued to hold out two fingers, "The second point, it looks like you guys didn't get anyone to test its authenticity ...", Mr. Fox and Little Fox both of them were instantly a bit embarrassed and couldn't say anything, and in the end, it was still Mr. Fox who nodded his head a bit.

  They have been very busy lately, they simply do not have the time to deal with these problems, and for the assets continue to expand the father and son two books, even if it is really fake, the loss is not much, can not even be considered a loss.

  At least they got a kind of spiritual fulfillment from the matter of helping the old woman, their personalities and souls sublimated, even if the money couldn't come back and the thing was fake, it didn't really matter.

  The problem was that this was broken by Lynch, and there was a feeling of being at a loss for words like a child who mistakenly thought that he had done a good deed but caused a bad result to occur.

  They weren't children, they were adults, so they would only be embarrassed.

  Lynch, on the other hand, continued, "A poor old woman, a collateral that to this day we don't know the authenticity of, a story that sounds full of holes ...", with more than a hint of a sneer in the smile on his face, and his eyes going to little Fox, and "Do you still feel honored for what you did?"

  There was a brief moment of calm between the three, Fox Jr. had lowered his head and Mr. Fox was thinking, Lynch gave them some time to think things through before he sighed, "These are from a business, work standpoint, if we come across someone in need of help, and if we have the ability to do so, then we should give it to them as well. "

  "Remember, we only help people who really need help, not scammers, over the next while I'm sure there will be a lot of scammers trying to send worthless things here, you guys better get a few people who know what they're doing as soon as possible, otherwise the bank loan will probably not go through."

  "For something you guys can't tell if it's real or fake, treat it all as fake ...", he said as he continued to stride forward, "Where were we before? "

Fox and his father and son followed closely, "Speaking of disposing of all this stuff in the warehouse ..."