Not selling?
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone froze.
"Mr. Chen, what do you mean by that? Ten million is the market price—you can ask Master Qin if you don't believe me," Mr. Ma said anxiously.
Uncle Qin also nodded and added, "Xiaobei, this is indeed the market price. If you don't sell at this price, it'll be hard for me to find another buyer who can offer a higher price."
Chen Xiaobei smiled faintly and said, "A one-time price—fifteen million. Take it or leave it."
"What!"
Upon hearing this, Mr. Ma's face turned green: "You're asking for the moon!"
Master Wang also said angrily, "Young man! Greed should have a limit! The price you're asking is impossible to close the deal."
Uncle Qin and Lan Mengchen were also surprised.
"Xiaobei, come with me,"
Lan Mengchen frowned slightly, grabbed Chen Xiaobei's wrist, and pulled him to a distance.
"What's wrong with you? Uncle Qin said long ago that the price would be ten million, and you didn't object before. Why are you changing your mind now?" Lan Mengchen asked in a low voice.
"Originally, I only wanted to sell for ten million, but those two looked down on me! The extra five million is a lesson for them!" Chen Xiaobei said calmly.
Lan Mengchen was stunned, a look of surprise in her eyes: "I didn't expect you to be so scheming. But that's five million, not five yuan! What if Mr. Ma doesn't accept it?"
"Hehe, don't forget—I'm Master Chen!"
Chen Xiaobei grinned confidently: "There are two flames burning in Mr. Ma's eyes, which means he's desperate to make this deal! I bet you he'll accept my price within three minutes."
"Keep bragging! If Mr. Ma walks away later, who else are you going to sell to? Don't forget, you still owe me a lot of money! If you can't pay it back, just wait and see how I deal with you!" Lan Mengchen pouted.
"If I don't have money to pay, I'll repay you with my body?" Chen Xiaobei grinned, a playful smile on his face.
"You rascal! Your mouth is getting worse and worse!" Lan Mengchen rolled her eyes at him in annoyance, about to scold him further.
But just then, Mr. Ma walked over: "Mr. Chen, is there really no room for negotiation on the price?"
"No,"
Chen Xiaobei said calmly, "Mr. Ma, you're a man of status. This isn't a vegetable market—haggling would be so undignified, don't you think?"
With that said, Mr. Ma had no choice but to clench his teeth and agree: "Fine, fifteen million it is. Tell me your account number."
"Alright." Chen Xiaobei grinned and reported his account number.
Online banking transfers were very convenient, and Mr. Ma finished the transaction in two minutes.
"The money has arrived. Those three antiques are yours now," Chen Xiaobei shook his phone and said casually.
"Sigh..." Mr. Ma let out a bitter sigh. Although he had bought something he coveted, the cost was too high.
This was the price for looking down on Chen Xiaobei!
Lan Mengchen couldn't help but exclaim, "Master Chen, you're really a fortune-teller! You easily made an extra five million!"
"Such a small amount of money is still not enough to pay you back... So just consider letting me repay you with my body?" Chen Xiaobei teased.
"Looking for a beating!" Lan Mengchen raised her small fist.
"Wow..."
At that moment, a commotion suddenly erupted at the entrance of the mansion, drawing everyone's attention.
"Damn it, what the hell! Why do I run into those two everywhere?" Chen Xiaobei couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"They really are your arch-enemies..." Lan Mengchen also looked helpless.
The people at the door were none other than Yao Bingbing and Shi Mingwei.
But this time, besides them, there were also Shi Dafeng and another thin, small man.
As soon as they arrived, everyone in the mansion surrounded them, as if welcoming a big star.
"What's going on? They seem really popular," Chen Xiaobei wondered.
"This is the big event Mr. Ma mentioned,"
Uncle Qin explained, "Somehow, Shi Dafeng bought the Spring Trees and Autumn Frost Painting! He specially brought it here today for everyone to appreciate. It's a national treasure-level famous painting, so naturally, everyone is excited."
"Spring Trees and Autumn Frost Painting?"
Chen Xiaobei's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "Is it the same painting from Flirting Scholar with Tang Bohu and Qiu Xiang?"
"Yes, that's indeed an authentic work by Tang Bohu!" Uncle Qin nodded, his eyes also filled with anticipation as he looked in that direction.
"Wow! Gold!" Chen Xiaobei stared intently and saw that the scroll in Shi Dafeng's hand was surrounded by a golden aura.
This meant that the scroll was not only genuine but also as precious as the ancient Yan Dynasty imperial seal they had seen earlier!
"Huh? Why is it you again, you stinking peasant!"
Shi Mingwei also saw Chen Xiaobei.
The hatred between him and Chen Xiaobei was so deep that they would recognize each other even as ashes.
Even though Chen Xiaobei's skin had improved a lot, Shi Mingwei could still recognize him at a glance!
"Hehe, I was wondering how you got the 资格 to stand here. So you came with a rich woman," Shi Mingwei sneered sarcastically.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their gaze to Lan Mengchen.
"Rich woman!"
Such a term carried many implicit meanings, clearly mocking Lan Mengchen.
"What did you say?" Chen Xiaobei's eyes turned cold, instantly enraged.
"Hehe,"
Shi Mingwei sneered, "You're just a kept man supported by Lan Mengchen! You dare to eat soft rice, but you're afraid to let me say it?"
"I warn you! You can talk about me, but don't talk about Mengchen! Otherwise, I'll make you regret it for the rest of your life!" Chen Xiaobei growled,intense anger flickering in his dark eyes!
Chen Xiaobei was a grateful person. Lan Mengchen had helped him time and again, and he would never allow her to be hurt!
Not even the slightest bit!
"Hehe, who do you think you are? You don't want me to say it, but I'll say it anyway!"
Shi Mingwei put on a smug face and started mocking Lan Mengchen directly: "If you want to keep a pretty boy, at least pick a decent one! You can even stand a stinking peasant? Your taste is really heavy!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Xiaobei could no longer hold back, but Lan Mengchen stepped forward first.
"Shi Mingwei, listen to me! First, Chen Xiaobei is my good friend, not a kept man! Second, you even eat shit, yet you have the nerve to say others have heavy tastes? Don't you think you're an idiot?"
Lan Mengchen's tone was not fierce, but it dealt a million times critical damage to Shi Mingwei.
In such a occasion,surrounded by people of status,
Shi Mingwei's attempt to show off had backfired miserably. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"Third, I'll warn you only once. I, Lan Mengchen, don't look for trouble, but I'm never afraid of it! If you dare to speak rudely again, I'll have you thrown out of here!" Lan Mengchen said coldly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Uncle Qin took a step forward, his aura majestic like a small mountain, standing beside Lan Mengchen.