Chapter 220 - 85: Jinyuan, Warring States Period Painting, Dragon Pattern Jade Bracelet (2)

’But if it’s really a family heirloom, he shouldn’t be selling it, logically speaking.’

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the man with skepticism. "May I ask why you’re selling it?"

The man sighed. "I don’t want to sell it, but my wife needs surgery and we need the money."

Jiang Li blinked. "Then you could’ve just taken it to an antique shop."

The man shook his head bitterly. "I did. But they all lowballed me, offering only 50,000. They said it was a fake and told me I couldn’t sell it here."

He then looked straight at Jiang Li, a hint of hope in his eyes. "Today was my last day to try. I figured I’d test my luck, and if it didn’t sell, that would be it. I never expected to meet you."

Jiang Li pursed her lips. "How much for your painting?"

The man carefully rolled up the painting, placed it inside a wooden box, and said nervously, "Not much. 800,000 will be enough."

’The doctor said it would cost about 800,000 in total.’

’It’s all for my wife’s treatment, so I won’t ask for more. Just 800,000.’

Seeing that Jiang Li looked like she wanted to buy it, Shen Yanzhi asked in a low voice only she could hear, "Are you really going to buy it?"

Jiang Li shrugged. "I’ll just consider it helping him out."

’Besides, the fact that he has a wife is reason enough. I have to buy this painting.’

’And I can’t let it go for this cheap.’

"I don’t know what illness your wife has or what kind of surgery she needs, but 800,000 definitely won’t be enough."

As the man stared at her blankly, Jiang Li spoke again. "Meeting like this is a kind of fate. I’ll give you 8 million. Just think of it as me accumulating some good karma for my child. Besides paying for your wife’s treatment, you can also buy a house and a car."

The man’s eyes widened in disbelief. He gulped. "Miss, you can’t be serious."

Jiang Li couldn’t be bothered to explain. "Your Alipay payment code."

The man instinctively pulled his phone from his pocket, opened Alipay, and displayed his payment code.

Jiang Li immediately scanned the code to pay. The next second, a notification chimed from the man’s phone: "Alipay deposit received: 8,000,000 yuan."

[Host has spent 8,000,000 yuan to purchase an antique painting from the Warring States Period from a married man. Triggering 100x cashback. 800,000,000 yuan has been deposited into your bank account. Please check to confirm receipt.]

Holy shit!!!

Jiang Li had originally thought it was just a relatively old painting, but she never expected it to be from the Warring States Period.

’If this went up for auction, forget 8 million—people would buy it for 80 billion!’

’You have to understand, this kind of antique doesn’t circulate on the market. It’s practically a one-of-a-kind, priceless treasure.’

The moment she paid, a group of people swarmed over. "Song Laosan, didn’t we tell you not to sell your paintings here? How dare you come back and scam a young lady out of 8 million!"

The leader was a man in his fifties wearing a tunic suit. He had a vicious look on his face and was followed by a dozen or so bodyguards.

He then smiled at Jiang Li. "Don’t you worry, young lady. I’m a man of some standing on this street. I can’t let this Song Laosan swindle you."

Song Laosan trembled, his hands tightening around the wooden box. "You’re the ones who lowballed me and tried to force me to sell the painting cheap! Now you turn around and call me a swindler? Is there no justice in this world?!"

He then offered the wooden box to Jiang Li. "Miss, since you’ve already bought the painting, it’s yours. I’m handing it over to you now."

Jiang Li didn’t reach for it, instead giving an order: "Xu, take the item and keep it safe. Don’t let anyone touch it besides me and Ah Yan."

’Now that I know this is a painting from the Warring States Period, there’s no way I’m letting anyone else get their hands on it.’

Seeing this, the man couldn’t help but demand, "Young lady, what’s the meaning of this? Don’t you trust me?"

Jiang Li scoffed. "I don’t know you, so why should I trust you?"

Her gaze fell on the wooden box in Xu Shijie’s hands. She narrowed her eyes. "Besides, I’ve already bought this painting. Whether it’s real or fake, I will bear the consequences myself. It has nothing to do with you."

On this street, everyone had to call him Mr. Sun. This young woman truly was a newborn calf that doesn’t fear the tiger, completely unafraid of offending him.

Mr. Sun couldn’t help but clench his fists. "So you’d rather do this the hard way?"

Jiang Li sneered. "If you want to do things the hard way, you’ll have to see if you’re capable enough."

Then, she looked toward Wei Chuan and the others hidden nearby. "What are you all standing around for?"

Wei Chuan and two others immediately rushed out from the shadows. Before Mr. Sun could even give the order to attack, they had already taken down the dozen or so men behind him.

The whole thing was over in less than a minute.

Song Laosan was stunned. He had only thought Jiang Li was rich; he never expected she was powerful, too.