Chapter 57: Blood-Thread Jade

Song Wanting was speaking the truth.

She truly felt that the new chairman of the Dihao Group was unfathomable.

Being able to buy a group worth hundreds of billions so casually, and without showing his face, shows that his industry is definitely not just a Dihao Group.

In comparison, the Song family is indeed lacking.

However, she didn't know that the chairman of the Dihao Group she had always wanted to make friends with was sitting right beside her at this moment.

Ye Chen was naturally very low-key, echoing a few words casually, but never revealing any information.

Song Wanting drove fast and steadily.

Soon, the car drove to a small courtyard by the river.

This small courtyard was quiet and elegant, with a plain and unadorned exterior, but inside it was a scene of Jiangnan water town style.

Small bridges and flowing water, Suzhou-style gardens, pavilions and towers, all lined up.

After parking, someone specifically welcomed the two into the door.

Passing through the courtyard, they entered the main hall.

In the Chinese-style hall, there was a rosewood round table, and beside the table were several master chairs.

Seeing the two enter, an old man with white hair stood up and greeted Song Wanting: "Eldest Miss, you're here."

Song Wanting's face was a bit awkward, and she nodded: "Old Qi, why are you here too?"

The old man smiled slightly and said: "The master heard you were coming, so he asked me to come over to look after things."

Song Wanting nodded and introduced to Ye Chen: "Old Qi is our Song family's treasure appraiser. He was sent by the family, probably afraid of mistakes."

Ye Chen nodded. He was too young, so it was understandable that the Song family was worried.

Old Qi glanced at Ye Chen, his face a bit disdainful, and said: "Is this the treasure appraiser the Eldest Miss invited? So young, have you ever studied treasure appraisal?"

A middle-aged man with a blue face beside him immediately sneered and said: "Finding such a young kid to appraise? Is the Song family out of people? Do you want me to lend you a few treasure appraisers? Hahahaha."

Song Wanting's face turned cold, and she said: "Li Tailai, this is Jin Ling, not your Haicheng. It's not your turn to talk too much here."

Li Tailai shrugged and said indifferently: "The little girl of the Song family has quite a temper."

"Alright..." A middle-aged man sitting in the due east of the round table frowned, "We are all here to do business, not to quarrel. Everyone calm down."

"And this young man, let's sit together."

Song Wanting gave a hum before sitting down slowly.

Ye Chen also sat down, and then Song Wanting leaned into his ear and whispered: "The one called Li Tailai just now is the richest man in Haicheng. The one beside him is Guo Ming, a very powerful Feng Shui master. The one who spoke just now is Qin Gang, the head of the Qin family in Jin Ling. Their family recently..."

Only then did Ye Chen notice that there was an old man in a green Tang suit sitting beside Li Tailai.

The old man had silver hair, quite a bit of a fairy-like aura, and exuded an atmosphere of "no strangers allowed." He had been closing his eyes, and even after the two arrived, he hadn't opened them.

Speaking of this, Song Wanting stopped talking. Although Ye Chen was a bit curious, he didn't ask further.

After everyone was seated, a fat man in luxurious clothes sitting on the other side of the table smiled: "Since the arguing is over, let's take a look at the goods. You are all big families, there's no need to dwell too long on such small things worth a hundred million."

Qin Gang snorted coldly and said: "As long as this thing is really as you said, can regulate Feng Shui, calm the mind, a hundred million is really not something I care about."

The fat man glanced at him before placing a simple wooden box on the table.

Inside the box was a piece of red jade glowing with blood light, with an old style. As soon as it was taken out, everyone felt a warm atmosphere filling the hall.

Qin Gang and the others' eyes immediately lit up.

Song Wanting turned to ask Old Qi: "Old Qi, what do you think of this jade?"

Old Qi stared for a moment, nodded and said: "It should be no problem. It's blood-thread jade from before the Tang Dynasty, and it looks like it has been nurtured by a high monk for a long time."

Song Wanting nodded and turned to ask Ye Chen: "What does Mr. Ye think?"

Ye Chen curled his lips disdainfully and said: "Fake..."

Old Qi snorted coldly and scolded: "Young, who gave you the courage to talk nonsense in front of so many people!"

Guo Ming, the old man beside Li Tailai, also opened his eyes, looked at the ancient jade, and asked: "Can I touch it?"

The fat man gave a disdainful sneer and said: "Master Guo, are you kidding me? Don't you know that jade shouldn't be passed from hand to hand? Ordinary jade shouldn't be passed, and this piece of mine is Zhou Dynasty blood-thread jade. Who will pay if it's dropped or bumped?"

Guo Ming was stunned before saying: "It was my rudeness..."

After speaking, he also leaned over to the ancient jade, watched carefully, and after a while, closed his eyes again. After a long time, he nodded and said: "I don't know if the jade is from the Zhou Dynasty, but the claim that it regulates Feng Shui and calms the mind should be true."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone felt a fire in their hearts.

For them, it didn't matter what history this jade had. What was important was what effect this jade had.

Old Qi smiled and said: "Master Guo is also a person with vision, unlike those who have no ability but still act pretentious."

Hearing this, Song Wanting couldn't help but feel disappointed in Ye Chen.

It seems he is still too young. Perhaps he has some attainments in cultural relic restoration, but in antique appraisal, compared with these old people, there is still a big gap.

Seeing this, Ye Chen just shook his head slightly. Since these people were willing to be deceived, he didn't need to stop them.

Seeing that everyone had finished appraising, the fat man covered the box and smiled: "Since the item has been appraised, everyone, shouldn't you make an offer?"

Before the words fell, Qin Gang took the lead: "I offer one hundred million..."

"One hundred and thirty million." Li Tailai also intervened.

Seeing that Song Wanting didn't speak, the fat man asked: "What about Ms. Song?"

Seeing Song Wanting hesitating, Old Qi hurriedly whispered in her ear: "Eldest Miss, this is definitely a treasure. The valuation should be around 300 million. If you can take it down for 200 million, it's a steady profit."

Song Wanting was also shaken in her heart. She turned to look at Ye Chen, but saw that his expression was indifferent, neither sad nor happy, and couldn't help but hesitate.

Old Qi looked at Ye Chen coldly, knowing that Song Wanting was influenced by Ye Chen, which was why she didn't make an offer. So he said: "Just now, this Mr. Ye said this ancient jade is fake. I'm very curious to know how Mr. Ye reached this conclusion! Let us also see Mr. Ye's means!"

If Ye Chen talked nonsense later, Song Wanting would naturally know that Ye Chen's words were fake, and only then would she feel at ease to make an offer.

Others mocked disdainfully:

"What does a young kid know, don't come up and embarrass yourself..."

"Exactly, how is it his turn to speak here?"

"If you don't want to buy, just leave, don't waste everyone's time."

Listening to everyone's mockery, Ye Chen just stared at Old Qi with interest and asked indifferently: "Are you sure you want me to say it?"