Chapter 9: A Parent's Heart

Yang Bo's intention was very clear. He wasn't trying to take advantage, and he only came here because the price at your place was fair. If he said any more, he might just go elsewhere!

Boss Liu understood Yang Bo's meaning very well and didn't press the issue further. Instead, he said, "Little Yang, you name the price!"

Yang Bo's heart was far from calm. It was time to name the price again. Before coming in, he had checked the prices of the Four Monks' paintings. Zhu Da of the Eight Great Mountains had the highest price, while Kuncan, being less famous, had a much lower price. However, in recent years, there had been a significant increase in value, so he had to be cautious when naming the price.

"Eighty-five thousand!" When Yang Bo named this price himself, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart. Eighty-five thousand was the number he had been dreaming of day and night, even though he knew it was impossible, he couldn't help but blurt it out.

Boss Liu laughed, not expecting Yang Bo to be so bold, "Little Yang, you really dare to ask for a lot!"

Boss Liu stroked his beard, pondering for a while before saying, "The price difference is too large. According to the market price for Kuncan's paintings, the representative works are around a million, but for this one, at most... I can offer twenty thousand!"

Yang Bo let out a sigh of relief. If the other party had agreed directly, that would have been strange. "Considering the current market trend, Kuncan's paintings will definitely appreciate further. I'm sure you can see that too!"

Boss Liu smiled, "You know yourself that it's just a future trend!"

Yang Bo smiled, "Boss Liu, this is our second collaboration. I believe there will soon be a third, fourth, and even a fifth. I don't want too high a price for this 'Rain Washing the Mountain Roots.' Thirty-five thousand!"

Boss Liu hesitated. He hadn't expected another collaboration so soon. Yang Bo's words made sense, and whether to believe them was entirely up to him. "Alright! Thirty-five thousand! I just hope that next time you get a good item, we can collaborate again!"

Yang Bo nodded, "Alright!"

On the surface, he seemed calm, but inside, his heart was like a turbulent sea. It looked simple, but getting thirty-five thousand was a significant achievement for him. The pressure had been immense since he received the call, and now it was finally somewhat relieved!

Thirty-five thousand was fifty thousand less than eighty-five thousand, but he had taken another step toward his goal!

The transfer was successful. Yang Bo tightly clutched his bank card, took out his phone, found his mother's number, and listened to the dialing tone, his heart filled with excitement. His nose tingled, and tears welled up in his eyes. He had been under immense pressure for a long time, and eighty-five thousand had become his life goal, all to get his father into the hospital as soon as possible!

"Xiao Bo." His mother's voice came through the phone, slightly hoarse.

"Mom, I just transferred twenty thousand to your account. You can bring Dad to Jinling for hospitalization!" Yang Bo wiped away his tears, but his voice was still choked with emotion.

"Xiao Bo, where did you get so much money? Even if we can't cure the illness, we can't make money unethically, we can't steal or rob!" His mother's voice suddenly became sharp. In her decades of simple life, the possibility of earning twenty thousand without effort was unimaginable!

"Mom, rest assured, the money is clean!" Yang Bo quickly controlled his emotions, raising his voice, "I work in an antique shop, and I've learned a lot about antiques over the past two years. Last night, I bought a painting for two hundred yuan at a night market. Mom, do you know? It turned out to be an authentic piece, identified by an expert here!"

"In no time, a two-hundred-yuan painting sold for twenty thousand! Take this twenty thousand and use it to treat Dad. Bring him to Jinling; the medical conditions here are better!"

Gao Bo, who was only twenty and hadn't even celebrated his birthday, couldn't help but get excited at the thought of his mother bringing his father for treatment!

Yang's mother listened to Yang Bo for a long time before sighing, "Xiao Bo, I've asked the doctor. Your father's illness will cost at least eighty thousand, and if it's severe, it might even cost a million. Such a burden is too much for our family to bear. I'll keep this twenty thousand for you!"

"Mom!" Gao Bo couldn't help but cry out, "Mom, if Dad is gone, what use is this twenty thousand?"

"Xiao Bo, your father and I don't have much ability and can't provide you with good conditions. Our family has no foundation and can't leave you such a heavy burden! Keep this twenty thousand for your marriage. If your father can hold his grandson before he leaves, I think he won't have any regrets!"

"Mom..."

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Gao Bo covered the phone, sitting on the steps of the bank, tears blurring his vision. He had transferred the money to tell his parents that he had the ability to earn a lot of money, but he never expected that they had already made their plans, which caused him immense pain, guilt, and委屈, all emotions surging within him!

All the calm and composure he had maintained before were shattered in an instant!

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Holding the bank card, Yang Bo pounded his chest. Was he going to be defeated by this small setback? According to his original plan, he wanted to quickly gather eighty-five thousand, prepare the medical expenses, and bring his father over for treatment. He still had the ability and was determined to prepare the remaining fifty thousand in the shortest time possible!

I will definitely succeed!

It was already three in the afternoon when he returned to the shop. He heard Guo Bapi complaining, "Little Yang, I'm not saying this to criticize you, but what time is it now? I already told you I have something to do in the afternoon! You have no sense of time at all..."

"Boss, I had something to take care of..." Yang Bo interrupted Guo Bapi's complaints, the first time he had ever done so.

Guo Bapi was taken aback, not expecting Yang Bo to do this. However, seeing Yang Bo's red, swollen eyes, he swallowed his words, "Little Yang, work hard! I have something to do, so I'm leaving!"

Yang Bo sat in the hall, took a sip of tea, and was lost in thought for a while. Although Guo Bapi was stingy and often complained, he was a good person, but that wasn't enough to make him stay!

Ever since he received the first five thousand, Yang Bo had been thinking about leaving. However, since he hadn't fully secured the eighty-five thousand, and he needed to find a place to stay after leaving, it was a troublesome matter.

However, since he had made up his mind to leave, he needed to inform Guo Bapi at the right time!