733 He’s Definitely Not a Human, He’s a God!
Half an hour later.
When Ye Feng had swept through all the valuable items in the ancient city, Zhuang Xiaojiao had just returned with large and small jars.
Her face was dirty, and a pair of riding boots were hanging from her neck. She looked like a tramp who was picking up trash.
“This is the antique you collected?”
Ye Feng leisurely sat on the carriage and swung his legs, looking at the things she had collected with disdain.
Zhuang Xiaojiao put down her treasure proudly. “Of course, I’ve received treasures.”
Ye Feng pointed at the boots around her neck: “What treasure is this?”
Zhuang Xiaojiao took off the boots and handed them to him. “According to the owner, these were worn by He Shen. They are priceless.”
Ye Feng pushed her hand away with disdain: “He Shen’s boots? I still have Ji Xiaolan’s diapers. Do you want them?”
Zhuang Xiaojiao snorted. “You can be jealous all you want. I’m definitely going to win this time.”
Ye Feng smiled and nodded. “Alright then, let’s find someone who knows how to appraise it and see who wins and who loses. Get in the car!”
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“Brother Ye, these things of yours are worth at least 200 million.”
Chen Qiushan found all the appraisers at Sotheby’s to help appraise the items and calculate the final results.
Zhuang Xiaojiao’s jaw dropped. “So much?”
Chen Qiushan was also shocked. He looked at Ye Feng in a daze. “Brother Ye, where did you find so many antiques?”
Ye Feng sat on his desk and nibbled on an apple. “I went to the ancient city for an entire morning and collected it.”
Although he spoke casually, Chen Qiushan was dumbstruck. “After wandering around for an entire morning, you’ve collected antiques worth 200 million? If you didn’t say it, I wouldn’t believe it even if you beat me to death.”
Naturally, he had heard of the ancient city in the eastern suburbs. However, that kind of place had long been swept by antique dealers many times. Even if there were still fish that escaped the net, they were scattered everywhere. It was like finding a needle in a haystack.
But Ye Feng only used one morning to buy 200 million worth of antiques. It was unbelievable.
The group of appraisers at the side also looked at Ye Feng in shock, as if they were looking at a god.
“A place like the ancient city can actually receive so many precious antiques? This is unbelievable.”
“How did Mr. Ye do it? Don’t tell me he has x-ray vision?”
“I’ve been an appraiser for so many years, but I’ve never heard of such a bizarre thing.”
“With so many antiques, it took us a whole afternoon just to appraise them, let alone collect them all over the street.”
“Mr. Ye is really a god…”
Chen Qiushan looked at the pile of antiques again and continued to ask, “Brother Ye, may I ask how much you spent on these antiques?”
Ye Feng lowered his head and thought for a moment: “I spent less than 1 million. 300,000 of it was paid by the people from the Chaoxin Gang.”
As soon as he said this, everyone’s eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost.
“Oh my god, these antiques worth 200 million only cost less than 1 million? How many times is that?”
“Two… A return rate of more than 200 times was simply unheard of.”
“I don’t even know how to express my current feelings. It’s simply too shocking.”
“Mr. Ye, can I ask you a question? Are you really human?”
“He’s definitely not a human. He’s a god…”
Chen Qiushan was also in disbelief. To be friends with Ye Feng, one had to have a good heart. Otherwise, one day, one would have a heart attack.
Zhuang Xiaojiao, who was at the side, was unhappy when she heard them praising Ye Feng so much. “It’s enough that he’s almost there. Do you really want to treat him like a god? Hurry up and take a look at mine. I’ve also collected a lot of treasures.”
Chen Qiushan and the others glanced at the pile of junk in disdain. “This… There’s no need to see it, right?”
Zhuang Xiaojiao was furious. “What do you mean there’s no need to see? These are all treasures that I’ve painstakingly collected.”
Chen Qiushan looked helplessly at Ye Feng. “Brother Ye, our time is also very precious.”
Ye Feng shrugged. “Just treat it as playing with a child.”
Chen Qiushan sighed. He found a stick and fiddled with her pile of junk as if he was afraid of dirtying his hands.
Zhuang Xiaojiao quickly reminded him, “Be careful. Don’t break it. Can you afford it?”
Chen Qiushan perfunctorily glanced at it a few times, then turned to look at her. “I’m done.”
Zhuang Xiaojiao immediately became excited. “How was it? How much are my treasures worth?”
Chen Qiushan did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, “Can I ask how much you spent on these ‘treasures’?”
Zhuang Xiaojiao immediately extended two fingers. “2 million.”
Chen Qiushan’s cheeks twitched twice. “Then… Not bad.”
Zhuang Xiaojiao looked at him expectantly. “How much are my treasures worth? At the very least, it is not lower than his rate of return, right?”
Chen Qiushan nodded. “Your rate of return is about ten thousand times.”
Zhuang Xiaojiao immediately jumped up with a triumphant smile. “Yay, I knew I was a genius. It’s my first time buying an antique, and I’ve earned so much.”
As she spoke, she did not forget to pat Ye Feng’s shoulder. “How is it? Are you convinced?”
Just as she was feeling smug, Chen Qiushan added, “I’m not done yet. I said negative ten thousand times.”
His words were like a bucket of cold water being poured over her. Zhuang Xiaojiao was immediately stunned. “What do you mean?”
Chen Qiushan tried to make his words sound less cruel. “These things of yours are just a pile of junk. They don’t even add up to 200 yuan. Take your 2 million as tuition fees.”
Zhuang Xiaojiao turned to look at the other appraisers. They nodded silently.
She then turned to look at Ye Feng who was at the side. She found that he was trying his best to hold back his laughter, and it was very difficult for him.
“Wah…”
Miss Zhuang couldn’t hold it in anymore and sat on the ground, crying.
Ye Feng could not hold it in anymore. He put his hands on his waist and laughed loudly.
He laughed as loudly as Zhuang Xiaojiao cried.
Chen Qiushan and the others looked at each other. This guy was indeed asking for a beating.
Chen Qiushan and the rest chatted for a while more before leaving, leaving only Ye Feng and Zhuang Xiaojiao in the office.
Although Zhuang Xiaojiao had stopped crying, she was still twitching.
Ye Feng took out a packet of tissues and handed it to her.
Zhuang Xiaojiao pouted as she took the paper and wiped her tears. She glared at him. “It’s fine if you didn’t comfort me just now, but you’re still laughing at me.”
Ye Feng quibbled: “I am not laughing at you, I earned more than 200 million, you are not going to let me laugh?”
Zhuang Xiaojiao almost burst into tears again when she heard him mention it again.
Ye Feng hurriedly comforted her: “Actually, you are already not bad, at least… That, um, this…”
He really didn’t know how to comfort a poor worm who had just failed to ‘invest’. After all, he had no experience of failure.