Chapter: 145

Ye Chen remained calm, laughing and saying: "I see you're also involved in the antique world. Have you ever thought about what the antique industry values most?"

Qin Aoqi asked coldly: "What does it value most?"

Ye Chen chuckled and said: "Of course, it values rules!"

After that, he raised his voice and exclaimed loudly: "In the antique world, what's most important is priority! I get there first, you kneel on the ground begging me to give it to you, but I won't give it to you. You can't simply take it away from me either. If you break the rules today, who will do business with you tomorrow? Then you'll become a beggar, and everyone will scold you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Aoqi was taken aback, his face flashing with anger.

In the antique world, there indeed is this rule. He prides himself on being an art connoisseur, and of course he's very clear about this rule.

If today's events are spread out, it's possible that the shop owners he usually does business with might even avoid him from now on, afraid to offend other customers.

Qin Aoqi didn't expect that this Ye Chen would be able to get him so flustered just by speaking a few words!

He glared at Ye Chen, his heart seething with rage and wanting to kick that face to pieces.

But he managed to hold back his fury, took a deep breath, and gnashed his teeth while saying: "Scoundrel! Do you really think I look down on that rock of yours? I just want you to know that antiques are not something everyone can play with. You're just a poor bug, so why don't you go back home and cultivate the land instead of sullying the elegance!"

He finished speaking, his face darkening as he rolled up his sleeves and held out his arm for Ye Chen to see: "Open your dog eyes and let me show you! This strand of chicken-blood jade is something I got from Lingnan for 1.5 million yuan! Have you ever seen something this good?"

The crystal clear jade cuff on Qin Aoqi's wrist sparkled in the sunlight, looking stunningly beautiful, and everyone around him gazed with wide eyes.

Zhang Erma stared intently at the cuff, his throat moving up and down as he muttered: "My god, it's really a great thing!"

"Of course!" Qin Aoqi was thrilled by the crowd's reaction.

He then looked down his nose at Ye Chen and yanked open his collar to reveal a gourd-shaped jade pendant on his neck: "Take another look at this!"

"This jade pendant is a gift from the Emperor himself, given as a coming-of-age present. Eighty-eight high-ranking monks consecrated it with rituals and prayers for 108 days! It's worth 3 million yuan! When I wear it, I can ward off evil and bring good luck and prosperity!"

As soon as he mentioned the pendant's provenance, people stretched out their necks to get a better look, all vying for a glimpse.

Zhang Erma was excitedly fanning his nose with excitement, looking at the jade gourd with an expression of longing, as if he wanted to swallow it whole.

"This jade pendant is a gift from the Emperor himself, given as a coming-of-age present. Eighty-eight high-ranking monks consecrated it with rituals and prayers for 108 days! It's worth 3 million yuan! When I wear it, I can ward off evil and bring good luck and prosperity!"

As soon as he mentioned the pendant's provenance, people stretched out their necks to get a better look, all vying for a glimpse.

Zhang Erma was excitedly fanning his nose with excitement, looking at the jade gourd with an expression of longing, as if he wanted to swallow it whole.

"Ao Qing Dong had the jade gourd on him, and with a cold smile, he said to Ye Chen: 'You're so poor, you can't even afford decent clothes, let alone antiques. You're just like those beggars who try to pawn off worthless junk as valuable items. It's laughable!' He was sarcastic, and people around them occasionally looked him up and down.

Indeed, Ye Chen didn't look like someone from a wealthy family; he wore the most ordinary white t-shirt, jeans, and sports shoes, just like a young worker. Only those who knew what they were looking at would understand that this outfit wasn't cheap, made entirely by hand, and worth at least six figures.

Ye Chen looked at Ao Qing Dong with an expression of amusement, thinking to himself that this person was quite amusing. In reality, he wasn't a bad guy, just a naive little rich boy.

So Ye Chen took a good look at him and said with a smile: 'You're very wealthy, aren't you? Your jade pendant does look great, but unfortunately...... it's fake.' JrNovels.com