Chapter 22: Five Million
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At this moment, Chen Xuan waved his hand and said, "Stop shouting. I’m not selling this jadeite to you two. Han Chong, it’s yours—pay whatever you think is fair."
Han Chong instantly smiled with delight!
Seeing this, Li Wei’er’s face turned red with anger as she said, "Hey, are you crazy? We offered seven and a half million, and you’re still not selling?"
"Little brother, there’s no one who would ever say no to more money. Are you really not selling?" Zheng Shan said coldly.
"I said I’m not selling, so I’m not," Chen Xuan replied firmly.
"You..." Li Wei’er was furious, and Qin Shuyi patted her shoulder from behind, saying, "Wei’er, since he’s not selling, let it go. Let’s go."
"Kid, I’ll remember this," Li Wei’er glared at Chen Xuan fiercely before turning and leaving with Qin Shuyi.
Zheng Shan snorted coldly and followed them out.
"Damn, as long as you don’t fall in love with me, it’s fine," Chen Xuan muttered, looking at Li Wei’er’s retreating figure.
"Damn, this guy really has guts—he’s turning down seven hundred million!"
"Hey, isn’t that Qin Shuyi, the owner of Ju Bao Pavilion?"
"It really looks like her..."
Many people recognized Qin Shuyi after she walked away. She had been wearing sunglasses and was standing behind Li Wei’er, so no one had recognized her earlier. She was known as the most beautiful woman in Dongling City.
"Qin Shuyi..." Jiang Wushuang looked at the two women walking away, her eyebrows furrowing slightly.
"Who’s Qin Shuyi?" Chen Xuan was a little confused. Isn’t that the name of my mysterious Ninth Master’s wife?
At this moment, Han Chong, excited, put his arm around Chen Xuan's shoulder and said, "Bro, you’re awesome! Don’t worry, I won’t let you lose out. I’ll give you six million for this jadeite."
"Five million. I’m calling you my friend, Han Chong," Chen Xuan said, not wanting to take advantage of him since Han Chong had been decent.
"Ha, alright! Let’s go, I’m buying drinks!" Han Chong laughed, and the three of them left the jade market.
Meanwhile, at the Wu family residence in Dongling City.
"Master, the people from the Little Knife Society have reported—they found the whereabouts of the person, he’s at the jade market."
Upon hearing this, Wu Changqing’s expression turned cold as he said, "Take people with you and get Zhao Kui’s help. Don’t kill him, just cripple him. Then bring him back. I’ll kill him with my own hands!"
After leaving the jade market, the three of them went to get a bank card for Chen Xuan. After all, he didn’t have anything like that—his only modern possession was the phone that Xiao Yuhan had bought him the night before.
Looking at the bank card in his hand, Chen Xuan was overjoyed, carefully hiding it in his bag.
Five million... in his 18 years of life, he had never seen so much money!
"Should I bring my two master wives into the city to enjoy a good life?" he thought to himself, feeling quite pleased.
Soon, the three of them arrived at a restaurant. It wasn’t a high-end place, but it had a lot of customers and was almost full.
However, Han Chong was clearly a regular here, and a spot had been reserved for him.
The three of them sat down at a corner table by the window. Han Chong waved his hand to the waiter and said, "Same as usual, and bring me a bottle of 1982 Lafite."
"Yes, Mr. Han. Please wait a moment!"
Han Chong turned to Chen Xuan and said, "Chen Xuan, you really blew my mind today. To think you found millions in jadeite from waste material—you're incredible. In all my years, I’ve never seen anything like it."
Jiang Wushuang rolled her eyes at Chen Xuan and said, "You’re so lucky. You made millions just by visiting the jade market!"
Hearing this, Chen Xuan grinned and said, "Well, what can I say? I’m just too handsome. My master’s wife always says that good-looking people tend to have good luck."
Both Jiang Wushuang and Han Chong rolled their eyes in unison.
At this point, the waiter brought over the bottle of wine and was about to open it, but Chen Xuan suddenly grabbed the waiter’s hand. He frowned slightly.
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