Chapter 193 Do I Need To Care About This Little Money?
Coming out of the Chen Group headquarters, Jiang Cheng’s mouth curved into a smile.
This was way too easy to handle!
In the early stage of this kind of brainless novel, he didn’t need to meet the protagonist at all to perfectly rob him of his opportunities.
“In this plot, at least Chen Luo can save his life.”
Jiang Cheng opened the car door and got in.
His face, which could make a woman fall for him with just one look, now had a meaningful smile.
In the novel “The Most Powerful Son-in-law,” Chen Luo was indeed a waste in the early stage, and it was only when the agreed time between him and Chen Tiansheng was over that he began to rise.
Now, since Jiang Cheng wasn’t even going to give him this time, Chen Luo would basically be useless.
The early stage of his plot relied on the Chen family, the middle stage relied on the plot of martial arts, and the later stage relied on the plot of immortal cultivation.
Therefore, he just needed to completely win during the early stage, and then the plot of this novel would be over.
And he didn’t need to kill Chen Luo to end the plot.
He just needed to completely plunder his luck points, and then Chen Luo would successfully transform from a Son of Luck back into an ordinary person.
Of course, he would not be truly ordinary. After all, he still had the richest man in Demon City as his father.
He just didn’t know if Chen Luo would have a brain cramp and never go back.
But what did such a possibility have to do with him?
After thinking about it, Jiang Cheng started the car and left the Chen Group headquarters.
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Demon City’s Antique Street.
This was the only antique street in the entire Demon City.
Many people came here with the mentality of picking up leeks to see if they could be lucky enough to pick up a genuine antique and gain money as if they won the lottery.
However, most people were actually the leeks being picked up by the sellers.
Although there was such a thing as picking up leaks, it was not something that ordinary people could do.
Because 95% of those who successfully pick up genuine antiques were actually the antique shop owners who opened shops on Antique Street.
Jiang Cheng parked the car outside Antique Street.
Walking into Antique Street, Jiang Cheng saw all kinds of antique shops and private stalls.
There were some very old-looking items placed on them.
Although they looked like antiques, many of them were actually produced in recent times or were imitations, and authentic goods were very rare.
As soon as Jiang Cheng walked into the antique street, he could feel the atmosphere of antique shopping.
This Antique Street seemed to smell like sandalwood.
“Ancestral calligraphy and painting, authentic works from the Song Dynasty! You can take it away for only 500,000 yuan.”
“Flower porcelain and celadon bottles from the Tang Dynasty, passed down from ancestors! Absolutely authentic, but my business failed, so I’m reluctantly selling them at a low price!”
As soon as he walked into the street, there were all kinds of hawking sounds on both sides.
Each one was shouting that his or her item was authentic.
Jiang Cheng wanted to laugh when he heard this.
Where did so many authentic works come from?
If all of them were authentic, then what were these antiques worth?
This time, his purpose in coming to Antique Street was actually very clear, to buy the mysterious ring that Chen Luo bought in the novel in advance and smash it into pieces.
Jiang Cheng walked down the street.
Finally, at the end of Antique Street, he found a relatively old antique shop.
An old man in his sixties was dozing on a rocking chair in the store.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the store sign and stepped in.
Tok, tok, tok.
He reached out and knocked on the glass cabinet, and there was a sound.
The old man opened his eyes drowsily and said, “Boss, just take a look and see what you like.”
Then he stood up from the rocking chair unsteadily.
Wearing a Tang-style suit with gray hair, he picked up his reading glasses from the tea table and put them on before walking behind the counter.
Jiang Cheng glanced at the jade products in the glass cabinet, raised his head, and asked with a smile, “Boss, do you have any rings here?”
Upon hearing this, the shop owner in the Tang-style suit immediately smiled and said, “Yes, yes, come this way.”
With that said, he walked to a glass cabinet inside and turned on the light.
Jiang Cheng walked over and took a look.
Good guy!
The variety of rings was truly extraordinary.
Jadeite, yellow dragon jade, agate jade...
This shop was also one of the few authentic ones, unlike other jade shops on Antique Street, many of which are mixed with miscellaneous jade, but were just polished well, and only cater to those who didn’t understand.
Jiang Cheng looked at the row of jade rings seriously.
Finally, he saw a cracked emerald ice jade ring placed on the edge.
This should be it!
Jiang Cheng remained calm. This shop owner looked like a kind old man, but in fact, he was also a master at ripping off customers.
The only difference was just that what he was selling was actually genuine.
“Boss, take out these four jade thumb rings and show them to me.”
Jiang Cheng pointed at a few seemingly casually.
After taking it out, the shop owner asked with a smile, “Want to try it first to see which one you’d like?”
“I want it all!” Jiang Cheng’s words made the boss suddenly stunned. He casually added, “You figure out how much it will cost.”
“A,all? Do you want them all?”
The shop owner couldn’t believe it.
Jiang Cheng took out a black bank card from his pocket and said calmly, “Do I need to care about this little money?”
Since it was going to be a rip-off, just do it. Could he still attempt to bargain a sky-high price of tens of billions?
After hearing these words, the shop owner completely became energetic. He quickly picked up the black card, took a look, and suddenly took a breath.
Hiss!
This kind of black card would not be given by the bank without a minimum deposit value of hundreds of millions.
Immediately, the shop owner no longer wanted to take advantage of this big guy!
Because a person with so much money must have extraordinary power. If he really attempted to rip him off, it might end up being his last transaction in this life!
The world was like this, a typical example of bullying the weak and fearing the strong!
The shop owner didn’t dare to delay, so he quickly took out his calculator and started counting.
Finally, he said, “Sir, the four items add up to a total of 137,600. Just round off the amount and give me 130,000.”