Lin Li's voice was hearty.
He indeed had the confidence to match it.
Last night he cashed in a portion of the gold, not turning in 'much', but now Lin Li's card saw an increase of sixty thousand yuan.
A mere hundred grams of gold—indeed, not much.
Lin Li had the hundred grams processed through several shops that have gold recycling services. When the amount is small, the shopkeepers generally don't ask for proof of the gold's source and also transfer the money quickly.
There was even one shop that said they wouldn't require Lin Li's identity information, but the recycling price would be fifty less per gram.
Dang, Lin Li suspected they thought he was a thief, but where would a thief find this quick way to earn money? Thus Lin Li righteously refused.
If he agreed, wouldn't that clearly tell them his gold had issues?
Lin Li wouldn't do something so self-deceptive.
For the remaining million in gold, Lin Li plans not to cash it in for now.
