Anna immediately realized that this man was a sophisticated and intelligent person. If she did not offer conditions in exchange, even if Mr. Smith gave him the cabinet, he might not receive So, Anna simply suggested, âWell, please let me join you when you go to his house again. You can say that I am also your assistant. After the deal is done, you then offer to go around their house to see other furniture. Then, you can look at the furniture there, and Iâll find someone.â
The man stared at her for a few seconds and said, âDeal.â
Anna called that man Mr. Wilson because his assistant called him that. With them, Anna finally walked into the Smith house this time.
The woman who had just kicked her out was not there. Otherwise, Anna would be in trouble again.
Anna looked carefully at the cabinet again. After confirming that it was intact, she gave Mr. Wilson a hint.
Mr. Wilson said, âOkay, Iâll buy it at your price.â
Mikeâs brother Jack was delighted to hear this. He immediately held out his hand and said, âOh my God, thatâs great! Thank you!â
The assistant immediately stepped in front of Mr. Wilson and shook Jackâs hand. He said, âThen, itâs a deal. Weâll transfer the money to your account within half an hour, okay? Well, we donât want to go back yet; itâs still early. Weâd like to see if you have any more furniture here.â
âYes, of course,â Jack said. He was willing to do that because he hoped they could buy a few more pieces He was thrilled that Mr. Wilson was so generous. Many people had looked at the cabinet before, but no one had ever agreed to buy it at that price.
Anna followed Mr. Wilson and his assistant into the courtyard. After casually looking at some more furniture, they went into the backyard. â Jack followed in and explained, âThis is where my brother lives. All of his furniture is new, and none of it is worth buying.â
Anna smiled and said, âReally? You donât have any expensive furniture hidden in here, do you? Come on, show it to Mr. Wilson.â
Jack immediately waved his hand and said, âNo, I swear Iâm telling you the truth. If you donât believe me, you can get in and have a look. He doesnât have any good stuff there. Iâm saying this because Iâm afraid thatâll waste your time.â
Mr. Wilsonâs assistant was standing behind Anna. He grimaced and muttered, âDoes she really consider herself a secretary?â
Just as he finished speaking, he winced. Then, when he looked up, he saw his boss staring at him with a poker face.
Mr. Wilson said, âIf youâre getting impatient, Iâll ask my secretary to come with me the next time.â
The assistant shivered a little and said awkwardly, âOh, no, I didnât mean to say that. Sorry.â
âThen, just stop complaining.â
They smelled a strong scent of cinnamon just as they entered the backyard. Jack immediately explained, âMy brother is a pastry chef and just retired. So, he often makes these sweet treats at home. We can go somewhere else if you canât stand the smell.â
Anna pretended to be surprised and asked, âHeâs a pastry chef? So, is he making pastries now? Well, you know, Mr. Wilson hasnât eaten anything yet on our way. If he has already made something to eat, can we buy some? So, we can eat on our way home.â
Jack immediately said, âNo problem! But, you donât have to buy from him, because I can just get you some. Mr. Wilson, what kind of pastry would you like to eat?â
Mr. Wilson looked at Anna suspiciously and as if to question her.
Well, she used me as an excuse. I didnât even say I wanted to eat anything just now. It seemed that she really knew how to push it, Mr. Wilson thought.
Anna just winked at him as if she was justified, and gestured for him to cooperate with her.
The assistant couldnât take it anymore. However, he was about to say something when he heard Mr. Wilson, standing beside him, say, âWell, please show us.â
The assistant looked up in surprise and stared at his boss in shock.
Anna looked at Mr. Wilson gratefully, thinking. Youâre an intelligent man! You already knew that the person I was looking for was in the kitchen The rich, sweet smelt of cinnamon was coming from the kitchen. Jack then enthusiastically led the three of them into the kitchen.
As soon as they entered the room, they felt the heat inside and found it hotter than outside.
Anna saw a familiar man kneading dough in the kitchen, and it was Mike. Anna thought he looked as if he had fully recovered from that accident.
Jack then asked, âMike, Mr. Wilson is here to buy furniture. Have you made the bread yet? Give them some, will you?â
Mike replied without even looking up. âSure, help yourselves to whatever you want.
Jack then pointed to the table next to the oven and said, âMr. Wilson, please have a look.â
Anna saw several kinds of pastries there, many of which were the hotelâs specialty. After Mike retired, the hotel could hardly find another pastry chef as good as him.
Anna deliberately recommended these to Mr. Wilson by saying, âMr. Wilson, what would you like to eat? Look, I think that cake looks nice. I used to work in a hotel, and this kind of pastry was their specialty.â
Just as Anna finished speaking, she heard a loud âclang.â Then, a thing beside Mike fell to the floor with a harsh sound.
Everyone looked at Mike and found that a flour sifting utensil had dropped to the ground, and the flour was all over the floor.
Mike looked at Anna and had an expression of overwhelmed surprise on his wrinkled face.
He asked, âMiss Gabriel? Is that you?â
Jack frowned and asked, âHey, whatâs going on? You scared the hell out of me!â Anna frowned and also acted surprised. She asked, âMike?â
Anna waited for Mike in the living room. After Mike washed his hands, he walked in. The house was quiet.
Mr. Wilson and his assistant were gone. Jack also left without saying anything after knowing that Anna and Mike knew each other. So, there were just the two of them left there.
âMiss Gabriel, have you quit your job?â
âAh, sort of. I was the manager, so I was supposed to be responsible for that fire. As you can see, Iâm now Mr. Wilsonâs assistant.â
Mike seemed a little nervous at the mention of the fire. Then, he kept fumbling with his trouser pocket and finally found a pack of cigarettes. As he took one from the pack and was about to light it, he heard his wife snarl, âWhy are you still smoking? Damn it!â
Mike blinked in embarrassment. He hesitated for a while and then put that cigarette back in the pack. Then, he said awkwardly, âOh, what a coincidence! I thought you had come to see me on purpose.â
Anna acted puzzled, glanced toward the door, and said, âWhy should I do that? By the way, thatâs your wife, right? I saw her this morning. But, how come she told me that she didnât know you?â
Mike was stunned after hearing her words. He was silent for a while as if he couldnât find a reasonable excuse for a while. A moment later, he stumbled and said, âOh, we had a fight. You just heard that woman, and she was cursing me.â
âYou two argued about your smoking? Oh, I see. You have caused a lot of damage to the company this time. The equipment destroyed in the kitchen is probably worth several million dollars.â
Anna said calmly as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Hearing this, Mike lowered his head. In the dim sunlight, Anna could see that his gaze looked complicated. He looked as if there was a gloomy mist in his eyes.
âSorry, I have to leave now. Mr. Wilson is still waiting for me to look at the furniture with him,â Anna said suddenly and then prepared to leave.
174 Iâm just Passing by Anna immediately realized that this man was a sophisticated and intelligent person. If she did not offer conditions in exchange, even if Mr. Smith gave him the cabinet, he might not receive So, Anna simply suggested, âWell, please let me join you when you go to his house again. You can say that I am also your assistant. After the deal is done, you then offer to go around their house to see other furniture. Then, you can look at the furniture there, and Iâll find someone.â
The man stared at her for a few seconds and said, âDeal.â
Anna called that man Mr. Wilson because his assistant called him that. With them, Anna finally walked into the Smith house this time.
The woman who had just kicked her out was not there. Otherwise, Anna would be in trouble again.
Anna looked carefully at the cabinet again. After confirming that it was intact, she gave Mr. Wilson a hint.
Mr. Wilson said, âOkay, Iâll buy it at your price.â
Mikeâs brother Jack was delighted to hear this. He immediately held out his hand and said, âOh my God, thatâs great! Thank you!â
The assistant immediately stepped in front of Mr. Wilson and shook Jackâs hand. He said, âThen, itâs a deal. Weâll transfer the money to your account within half an hour, okay? Well, we donât want to go back yet; itâs still early. Weâd like to see if you have any more furniture here.â
âYes, of course,â Jack said. He was willing to do that because he hoped they could buy a few more pieces He was thrilled that Mr. Wilson was so generous. Many people had looked at the cabinet before, but no one had ever agreed to buy it at that price.
Anna followed Mr. Wilson and his assistant into the courtyard. After casually looking at some more furniture, they went into the backyard. â Jack followed in and explained, âThis is where my brother lives. All of his furniture is new, and none of it is worth buying.â
Anna smiled and said, âReally? You donât have any expensive furniture hidden in here, do you? Come on, show it to Mr. Wilson.â
Jack immediately waved his hand and said, âNo, I swear Iâm telling you the truth. If you donât believe me, you can get in and have a look. He doesnât have any good stuff there. Iâm saying this because Iâm afraid thatâll waste your time.â
Mr. Wilsonâs assistant was standing behind Anna. He grimaced and muttered, âDoes she really consider herself a secretary?â
Just as he finished speaking, he winced. Then, when he looked up, he saw his boss staring at him with a poker face.
Mr. Wilson said, âIf youâre getting impatient, Iâll ask my secretary to come with me the next time.â
The assistant shivered a little and said awkwardly, âOh, no, I didnât mean to say that. Sorry.â
âThen, just stop complaining.â
They smelled a strong scent of cinnamon just as they entered the backyard. Jack immediately explained, âMy brother is a pastry chef and just retired. So, he often makes these sweet treats at home. We can go somewhere else if you canât stand the smell.â
Anna pretended to be surprised and asked, âHeâs a pastry chef? So, is he making pastries now? Well, you know, Mr. Wilson hasnât eaten anything yet on our way. If he has already made something to eat, can we buy some? So, we can eat on our way home.â
Jack immediately said, âNo problem! But, you donât have to buy from him, because I can just get you some. Mr. Wilson, what kind of pastry would you like to eat?â
Mr. Wilson looked at Anna suspiciously and as if to question her.
Well, she used me as an excuse. I didnât even say I wanted to eat anything just now. It seemed that she really knew how to push it, Mr. Wilson thought.
Anna just winked at him as if she was justified, and gestured for him to cooperate with her.
The assistant couldnât take it anymore. However, he was about to say something when he heard Mr. Wilson, standing beside him, say, âWell, please show us.â
The assistant looked up in surprise and stared at his boss in shock.
Anna looked at Mr. Wilson gratefully, thinking. Youâre an intelligent man! You already knew that the person I was looking for was in the kitchen The rich, sweet smelt of cinnamon was coming from the kitchen. Jack then enthusiastically led the three of them into the kitchen.
As soon as they entered the room, they felt the heat inside and found it hotter than outside.
Anna saw a familiar man kneading dough in the kitchen, and it was Mike. Anna thought he looked as if he had fully recovered from that accident.
Jack then asked, âMike, Mr. Wilson is here to buy furniture. Have you made the bread yet? Give them some, will you?â
Mike replied without even looking up. âSure, help yourselves to whatever you want.
Jack then pointed to the table next to the oven and said, âMr. Wilson, please have a look.â
Anna saw several kinds of pastries there, many of which were the hotelâs specialty. After Mike retired, the hotel could hardly find another pastry chef as good as him.
Anna deliberately recommended these to Mr. Wilson by saying, âMr. Wilson, what would you like to eat? Look, I think that cake looks nice. I used to work in a hotel, and this kind of pastry was their specialty.â
Just as Anna finished speaking, she heard a loud âclang.â Then, a thing beside Mike fell to the floor with a harsh sound.
Everyone looked at Mike and found that a flour sifting utensil had dropped to the ground, and the flour was all over the floor.
Mike looked at Anna and had an expression of overwhelmed surprise on his wrinkled face.
He asked, âMiss Gabriel? Is that you?â
Jack frowned and asked, âHey, whatâs going on? You scared the hell out of me!â Anna frowned and also acted surprised. She asked, âMike?â
Anna waited for Mike in the living room. After Mike washed his hands, he walked in. The house was quiet.
Mr. Wilson and his assistant were gone. Jack also left without saying anything after knowing that Anna and Mike knew each other. So, there were just the two of them left there.
âMiss Gabriel, have you quit your job?â
âAh, sort of. I was the manager, so I was supposed to be responsible for that fire. As you can see, Iâm now Mr. Wilsonâs assistant.â
Mike seemed a little nervous at the mention of the fire. Then, he kept fumbling with his trouser pocket and finally found a pack of cigarettes. As he took one from the pack and was about to light it, he heard his wife snarl, âWhy are you still smoking? Damn it!â
Mike blinked in embarrassment. He hesitated for a while and then put that cigarette back in the pack. Then, he said awkwardly, âOh, what a coincidence! I thought you had come to see me on purpose.â
Anna acted puzzled, glanced toward the door, and said, âWhy should I do that? By the way, thatâs your wife, right? I saw her this morning. But, how come she told me that she didnât know you?â
Mike was stunned after hearing her words. He was silent for a while as if he couldnât find a reasonable excuse for a while. A moment later, he stumbled and said, âOh, we had a fight. You just heard that woman, and she was cursing me.â
âYou two argued about your smoking? Oh, I see. You have caused a lot of damage to the company this time. The equipment destroyed in the kitchen is probably worth several million dollars.â
Anna said calmly as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
Hearing this, Mike lowered his head. In the dim sunlight, Anna could see that his gaze looked complicated. He looked as if there was a gloomy mist in his eyes.
âSorry, I have to leave now. Mr. Wilson is still waiting for me to look at the furniture with him,â Anna said suddenly and then prepared to leave.