Ice is not averse to deception

Surprisingly, someone actually replied!

The profile picture was of a middle-aged man with half his head bald, who looked wise at first glance. The business card also had a series of certification information on the back, such as ice sculptor and inheritor of the craft, which made Wu Dayong's heart surge with excitement.

Ignoring that it was only a little past four in the morning, Sun Bing shook Wu Dayong awake.

After analyzing the situation, the two agreed that the person was reliable, since there was a lot of verified information on his profile, which couldn't be faked.

Wu Dayong immediately replied and contacted the other party, arranging to meet at the station park at nine o'clock in the morning.

Wu Dayong was still very excited. Now that someone was helping to make ice sculptures, the matter of Zhang Defa's inheritance could be completely concealed.

Moreover, in Zheng Jie's eyes, Sun Bing was already a "mentally ill patient," so Zheng Jie couldn't say anything if he stepped forward alone to inherit the estate.

Thinking this, Wu Dayong became excited, thinking that as long as he got Zhang Defa's inheritance, his difficulties would be solved and he would be completely free!

Just as she was secretly excited, Sun Bing looked at Wu Dayong with a serious expression: "Dayong, do you think this person might be a swindler?"

"How is that possible?" Wu Dayong waved his hand dismissively, not taking Sun Bing's words seriously at all: "The authentication information is all there. Didn't you say that this kind of thing can't be faked?"

Sun Bing looked thoughtful: "I just feel like something's not right, maybe I'm overthinking it."

Seeing that the problem was about to be solved, Wu Dayong naturally wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by. He immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, no one who can fool me, Wu Dayong, has been born yet."

At eight o'clock, Sun Bing and Wu Dayong went to the station square and met the bald man waiting there in a fairly large studio.

With his Zhongshan suit, small leather bag, and the added touch of baldness, he at least looks like an expert, instantly boosting his trustworthiness.

Wu Dayong deliberately recounted the fabricated story, bursting into tears at the most painful parts, clearly demonstrating his Oscar-winning acting skills.

  

The bald man was very professional; he didn't make any demands, but instead asked the original author about their requirements for the work.

Sun Bing and Wu Dayong were also completely baffled by this; the person had passed away, and there was nowhere for them to ask.

The bald man expressed his predicament: "Every work has a different theme to express. If I don't know the author's specific requirements, I believe no one can create a work that meets those requirements. I really can't help you with that."

Seeing that the bald man looked like he was about to give up, Wu Dayong immediately panicked.

"Please help me! I really have no other choice. Otherwise, I wouldn't be asking for help online. Please help me!"

Wu Dayong's posture suggested he was about to kneel down before the man.

It's said that a man's knees are worth gold, but then again, they're his own knees, so it's not unreasonable to exchange them for some gold, right?

However, the bald man's reaction made Sun Bing, who had been somewhat wary, lower her guard. This man did seem very professional, and it was impossible to complete a work without a clear theme.

"We also don't know much about the author Zhang Defa's life, so we can't figure out what theme he wanted to express."

"etc."

Just as Sun Bing was speaking, the bald man suddenly shuddered: "You mean Zhang Defa? That famous ice sculptor from Yanji, Zhang Defa?"

Seeing Sun Bing nod weakly, the bald man instantly became interested. After carefully examining the photos of the work, he immediately patted his chest and said, "I know what he wants to express now. I can take this job."

Sun Bing and Wu Dayong were also a bit shocked, not expecting Zhang Defa to be so famous in Yanji.

However, the difference was that Sun Bing felt emotional, while Wu Dayong was more excited.

Being famous means being rich, so wouldn't that mean inheriting wealth...?

Wu Dayong then asked, "Teacher, how long will it take to complete the work? I'm in a bit of a hurry."

"Two days, I'll show it to you within two days."

Wu Dayong was overjoyed: "Okay, that's settled then, thank you so much."

Thinking the matter was over, Wu Dayong turned to leave.

"Wait a minute, I'll help you out this time, but you'll have to pay for the ice. As for the labor fee, I'll give you the lowest possible rate. After it's all done, I'll only charge you a thousand dollars. That's not unreasonable, is it?"

Discussing prices? That's reasonable, after all, he's a certified ice sculptor.

"Okay," Wu Dayong insisted through gritted teeth.

Just as I was about to leave, I was stopped again: "Pay half the deposit first, five hundred."

Wu Dayong started to panic, but before he could speak, the bald man said, "What, don't you trust me? My big studio is right here, are you afraid I'll run away?"

As they were talking, a staff member next to them greeted him warmly as "Teacher Cao," indicating that the bald man was indeed the leader of the studio.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub," Wu Dayong gritted his teeth, stamped his foot, and took out five hundred silver dollars to give to the bald man.

Now all Wu Dayong has to do is wait for the finished product to be completed, and then he will be able to inherit that precious legacy.

Somewhat excited, he even hummed a little tune, "Eighteen Touches."

"Beat the drums fast, beat the gongs slowly"

Stop the gongs and drums and listen to the singing.

Even idle gossip can be sung.

Hear me sing "Eighteen Touches"

... "

Seeing Wu Dayong so happy, Sun Bing felt more at ease. After all, given Wu Dayong's social experience, the people he had chosen shouldn't cause any problems.

But soon, Sun Bing realized they had been tricked.

Around 1 p.m., Sun Bing felt something was off, so she went to the studio again. But when she arrived and asked, she was stunned.

Sun Bing repeatedly confirmed that there was no master surnamed Cao here. What's worse, the studio looked big, but the surveillance equipment was unfortunately under maintenance and didn't capture any footage of the bald man.

Clearly, this was a trap set by the bald man, deliberately designed to lure Sun Bing and Wu Dayong into it.

Back at the hotel, Sun Bing hurriedly picked up Wu Dayong's phone. Sure enough, the bald man had deleted the message and even his account was now logged out.

Seeing Sun Bing's dejected look, Wu Dayong quickly asked what had happened, only to find out that they had been scammed.

Isn't that funny?

Just two hours ago, he was giving Sun Bing a lecture on fraud prevention, but two hours later he suddenly realized that he was the one who had been scammed.

Wu Dayong suddenly remembered something he had just said to Sun Bing: "Fraudsters have a lot of tricks up their sleeves. Once they find a weakness, the chances of being scammed increase a lot. Once you fall into their trap, it's almost impossible to get out unscathed."

Look how clearly it's explained, and how comprehensively it's presented.

Wu Dayong set an example by demonstrating on the spot what it means to be a sophisticated fraudster.

Judging from the timing of the post and Wu Dayong's wording, the bald man seemed somewhat anxious upon seeing Wu Dayong's post.

The other party clearly grasped this point and quickly gained Wu Dayong's trust.

To gain Wu Dayong's complete trust, the other party specifically chose a bustling station park with abundant foot traffic and comprehensive surveillance to conduct the transaction.

They even deliberately made an excuse that the topic was unclear, which made Wu Dayong and the others completely lower their guard.

In retrospect, this was a trap set in advance, just waiting for Wu Dayong to take the bait. Unexpectedly, even the battle-hardened Wu Dayong capsized in the ditch.

Wu Dayong finally woke up to the fact that being greedy for small gains leads to big losses.

At this moment, Sun Bing's trust in Wu Dayong began to waver slightly, a fact easily discernible in his expression. Clearly, Wu Dayong had also noticed this.

"What should we do now? Should we call the police?"

Sun Bing was getting a little anxious, but when she turned to look at Wu Dayong next to her, Wu Dayong suddenly smiled.

"Dayong, what time is it? How can you still be laughing?" Sun Bing was even more anxious.

"Actually, I already knew. This time, let's just consider it a good deed. Besides, I've thought about it. The reason my godfather asked us to handle his funeral arrangements is that I believe he would have preferred that you complete this ice sculpture yourself. Let's take this as an opportunity, shall we?"

Sun Bing was even more confused, having no idea what Wu Dayong meant.

With the help of "fraud psychology", Wu Dayong knew very well that if his persona collapsed in Sun Bing's eyes, his future path would definitely become more and more difficult, so he made up a story on the spot.

The gist of it is that he already knew the bald man was a conman when he met him. The reason he didn't expose him was because he saw a little girl's medical records in the bald man's bag, and he guessed that the bald man was trying to scam money to pay for his daughter's medical treatment.