Chapter 2719: I Wrongly Blamed You Just Now

The angry Changsheng Bo didn't realize that it was precisely because of his own anger that he had already completely and utterly believed everything Zhang Ermao wanted him to believe deep in his heart.

He believed Zhang Ermao was just an antique dealer, and moreover, an antique dealer closely related to tomb raiding.

Therefore, he also became even more firmly convinced that these two magical artifacts were something he had stumbled upon by sheer luck, absolutely impossible to be some kind of trap!

At this moment, his mind held only one thought: how on earth could he make this damned Zhang Ermao believe in him, and then sell him the magical artifacts in his hand!

Thus, he could only suppress the anger in his heart, endure with patience, and even speak with a touch of humility: "Boss, speaking from the heart, I'm really not some Lei Zi. If you don't believe me, I can use my overseas account to pay you in US dollars. Even if the domestic police were truly undercover trying to catch you, even if they really prepared several million in funds for a sting operation, they couldn't possibly prepare overseas accounts and US dollars, could they?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ermao's eyes instantly lit up, and he asked: "Can we do USD transactions?"

"Exactly!" Changsheng Bo said without hesitation: "Give me your card number, and I'll transfer the money right away!"

As he spoke, he added: "But once the money reaches your account, you'll need to handle the foreign exchange yourself to convert it to RMB."

Zhang Ermao gave him a sideways glance: "Who are you looking down on? Acting like nobody's ever handled USD before? We in this line of work often deal with overseas buyers, okay?"

Changsheng Bo realized he had spoken poorly out of good intentions, and to avoid Zhang Ermao holding a grudge, he hurriedly apologized: "Sorry, boss, I spoke out of turn. Please don't take it to heart!" Read, book suffer

Zhang Ermao continued his act, giving Changsheng Bo an annoyed sideways glance, his tone full of irritation: "To be honest, I don't like chatting with overseas Chinese like you who've returned home. Damn, between the lines you look down on people, acting as if I've never seen the world. We're the world's second-largest economy—what haven't we seen? You transfer a few US dollars, and I still don't know how to handle foreign exchange?"

"Yes yes yes..." Changsheng Bo could only smile apologetically, his face full of remorse: "It's my fault. You're doing such big business—how could you not know about foreign exchange?"

As he spoke, Changsheng Bo quickly changed the subject: "Boss, just give me your bank card number, and I'll transfer the money right now!"

Zhang Ermao nodded and reminded: "US dollars, at a rate of 1:6—just transfer me 500,000 directly."

Changsheng Bo knew this exchange rate was definitely wrong, and Zhang Ermao was secretly making another few hundred thousand off him, but he couldn't be bothered to argue now. Zhang Ermao was willing to take his money, which was already enough to make him overjoyed.

So, he immediately pulled out his phone and said: "Boss, give me your card number, and I'll transfer the money right now!"

Zhang Ermao pulled out his phone and gave Changsheng Bo his bank card information.

Not long after, Changsheng Bo used a Swiss bank card to transfer 500,000 US dollars to Zhang Ermao.

After Zhang Ermao confirmed the money had arrived, he immediately put on a smile and said cheerfully: "Money received. Looking at this, you really aren't an undercover Lei Zi after all!"

Changsheng Bo finally cleared his name, his heart finally relaxed, and he even unconsciously felt a hint of grievance, helplessly saying: "I already told you—I'm this old, how could I possibly be an undercover Lei Zi..."

Zhang Ermao nodded and smiled: "I wrongly blamed you just now, sorry! But you also know, in our line of work, caution keeps the boat afloat for ten thousand years. Those hotheads who only think about making money and dare to sell to anyone usually don't last a year and a half before getting caught. Look at me—I've dominated the Jin Ling antique circle for over twenty years, never capsized once, all thanks to being cautious and careful."

Changsheng Bo laughed and agreed: "You're right—being cautious is always the way to go!"

As he spoke, he couldn't wait to ask: "Boss, I've already transferred the money to you—when can you give me the ring?"

"Just wait a moment." Zhang Ermao casually replied: "I've got my people waiting at the airport for the Hong Kong merchant. Hong Kong merchants are cautious—they never call, never message, never even say which flight they're coming in on. Everything only happens after they meet face-to-face, exchange the password and token, and then reveal their identity. So they could arrive at any time, and my people have to wait there the whole time."

Zhang Ermao didn't dare let Zhao Lao Si come over, because Zhao Lao Si was also someone he'd fooled. If Zhao Lao Si showed up and left even a trace, everything would be ruined.

So, Zhang Ermao thought and then said: "How about this: in a bit, I'll have him find a local courier to bring the ring to you."

Changsheng Bo quickly said: "No way, no way—this is such a valuable item, how could I just let just anyone handle it? If your people can't come over, then I'll go find him myself later! You just need to tell him a word."

Zhang Ermao waved his hand: "Not necessary. The courier doesn't even know what this is, and besides, they ride motorcycles—faster than driving. They'll be here in half an hour."

Seeing Zhang Ermao speak so confidently, Changsheng Bo didn't press further. After all, he still had a bigger goal in mind—the lightning-struck wood right in the center of Zhang Ermao's stall.

So, he acted as if he weren't showing any emotion and said: "Well then, I'll just wait here a bit, and while I'm at it, I'll take a look to see if you have anything else good."

Zhang Ermao nodded: "Feel free to look. If you see something you like, just say so."

"Good!" Changsheng Bo said, then pretended to glance around the stall, pointed at the lightning-struck wood, and asked: "Boss, how much for this lightning-struck wood?"

Zhang Ermao said without hesitation: "Five million."

Changsheng Bo didn't care about the price, but asked: "Can I take a look at it?"

Zhang Ermao nodded: "Sure, go ahead."

Changsheng Bo picked up the lightning-struck wood, infused it with spiritual energy, and immediately realized there was an attack formation inside it.

He could recognize it as an attack formation because it resembled the attack formation in the wooden sword given to him by the Ying Zhu, suggesting it was likely the same type.

To avoid triggering the attack formation, he immediately withdrew all his spiritual energy.

At this moment, his heart was surging with excitement!

He still wasn't clear on the effects of the jade ring, but he had already made it clear that this lightning-struck wood was an offensive magical artifact!

For a cultivator, an offensive magical artifact is of utmost importance—when truly facing an enemy, it becomes a vital reliance in combat!

He couldn't wait to find a secluded place to test just what kind of offensive effect this artifact had!

So, he immediately said to Zhang Ermao: "Boss, I want this piece of lightning-struck wood too!"

Zhang Ermao nodded: "Sure, you can have it—give me 800,000 US dollars."

Changsheng Bo said without hesitation: "Still transfer it to the card you just gave me?"

Zhang Ermao nodded: "Sure, go ahead and transfer!"