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After thinking for a while, Charles answered, "Yesterday... I went to a meeting with some clients, and then I picked up the kids. What seems to be the problem?"

"Didn't you do anything else?" the policeman asked again.

A hint of mockery was evident in his eyes.

"Mr. Fu, you are a big shot. You don't lack money. You can't deny what you have done, can you?" This time, it was the other policeman who asked.

There was a slight contempt in his tone, like he was looking down upon Charles.

This had never happened to Charles before, so he felt a little uncomfortable. Who on earth would dare look down upon a man like him? What did he do to make these policemen act like this in front of him? "My schedule is almost fixed every day. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. You don't need to beat around the bush."

"Since you’ve asked, we’ll go straight to the point." The two policemen looked at each other. "Yesterday morning, you bought a lot of steamed buns, but didn't pay for them. Ahem, what's more unacceptable to the owner is that you rode his scooter away and haven't returned it to him yet. So this morning, our duty officer received a call from the shop owner, saying that you are a fraud..."

The police reminded Charles of what had happened yesterday.

It was Charles' negligence that he had forgotten to pay for the steamed buns.

This matter could've been easily solved if he had sent an assistant or Hiram to fix it.

But because Charles drove Nancy to Ning family’s house yesterday, he had forgotten everything else. Besides, he had been preoccupied when the kids sneaked out.

Now being asked by the police, Charles felt a little embarrassed.

"Yes, I forgot. But didn't the owner tell you that I left my watch to him?" Charles asked.

didn't tell us about the watch. I guess as long as you give the scooter back, the shop owner will return the watch to you." No matter what, the policemen thought they

you want to get it by yourselves, or do you want me to ask someone else to

Charles would be so honest. This morning, the owner of the steamed bun shop cried and

his name to the owner, he was able to tell it to the police. He said that a man named Charles had promised to return it to him, but he hadn't

found out that

Charles did that, so they went to

times, but he wasn't answering the phone. The police searched all the

find out the truth and give the public a fair and just explanation no matter how important the person

rush hour to sell steamed buns now. Don't delay

Fu. We

at

shop was full of people. It could be seen that the shop was really popular at this hour, like what Charles

put down the bun he was holding and ran towards him angrily. "The police is really powerful. Thank you so much for finding him

he grabbed Charles shirt and said, "Tell me, why didn't you give me money after taking my steamed buns? Why didn't you return my scooter back after riding

so he apologized sincerely. "It's my fault. I forgot it.

I just bought my scooter, and it cost me six thousand dollars. The buns are not worth much, at most thirty dollars. These two add up to over six thousand dollars. How much is your watch worth? Well, I think you are not only a

few steamed buns and a scooter?" Charles' eyes widened in surprise.

a long time, I didn't find anything

"This watch is

million? I think it is just

who Charles was, he believed Charles was a