Chapter 100 - 99: They’re All Experts

Chapter 100: Chapter 99: They’re All Experts ... Boss Hu’s vision darkened, and he nearly fell to the ground. Missing such a huge bargain due to a moment’s oversight made his heart bleed... "But unfortunately, this painting doesn’t have Yun Nantian’s signature or seal, so its market value will be significantly discounted." Cheng Fengxian thought for a moment and asked Tang Wenjun, "Young Master Tang, you know I’m a man who loves paintings. For this ’School of Fish Playing with Water Plants,’ I’ll offer three million. Would you be willing to part with it and sell it to me?" "Thud!" Boss Hu directly plopped to the ground, dumbfounded like a wooden chicken. Just moments ago, he asked Cheng Fengxian whether selling it to Tang Wenjun for thirty-nine thousand was a fair price... Cheng Fengxian immediately turned around and offered Tang Wenjun a price of three million, multiplying the value dozens of times over, leaving Boss Hu utterly mortified... "Well, this..." Tang Wenjun hesitantly glanced at Yan Xiaobao and said, "If Master Cheng has an interest in this painting, I really should hand it over. But to be honest, this painting is extremely important to me..." Then, Tang Wenjun briefly explained to Cheng Fengxian about how Yan Xiaobao was planning to arrange a Fengshui Formation for him. Cheng Fengxian sighed regretfully, "If that’s the case, I won’t force the matter. What a pity..." Yan Xiaobao suddenly interjected, "The painting can be transferred to you." Tang Wenjun and Cheng Fengxian both looked at Yan Xiaobao in surprise. "But you have to exchange something for it." Cheng Fengxian looked even more puzzled. "Exchange it for what?" "A Fengshui Artifact. I’m not sure exactly what it is yet," Yan Xiaobao replied. "But it should be in your home. Take me there, and I’ll know." "This..." Cheng Fengxian had never encountered something so strange before and hesitated for a moment. Tang Wenjun figured out Yan Xiaobao’s reasoning and quickly added, "Master Cheng, rest assured. If the artifact in your home is worth more than this ’School of Fish Playing with Water Plants,’ I’ll gladly make up the difference without hesitation." "It’s not really about the money..." Cheng Fengxian considered for a moment. Finally, he nodded. "Alright, but I am quite curious—how did Mr. Yan know there’s a Fengshui Artifact in my home?" Dong Yuqing and Tang Wenjun also looked at Yan Xiaobao with interest. Yan Xiaobao didn’t try to act all mysterious and sell the suspense. He immediately said, "It’s very simple—because you carry the Qi of a gold-mining Fengshui Array. Since you have a Fengshui Array, there must also be Fengshui Artifacts." Cheng Fengxian was shocked. "Mr. Yan shouldn’t have met me before, yet you can tell I have a gold-mining Fengshui Array at home... Incredible! I respect that greatly!" Dong Yuqing furrowed her slender brows, showing a trace of disbelief. She had grown up immersed in the Feng Shui Master industry alongside her father, but she had never heard of anyone being able to detect the Qi of a Fengshui Array on another person. Boss Hu secretly sighed, consoling himself: It turns out they’re all experts... No wonder they didn’t even ask the price and bought the ’School of Fish Playing with Water Plants’ outright. That loss wasn’t undeserved... The group left Ancient Moon Pavilion and exited Antique Street, boarding a car heading to Cheng Fengxian’s office. Yan Xiaobao wasn’t an Immortal and couldn’t know everything. He had made an error—Cheng Fengxian’s gold-mining Fengshui Array wasn’t in his home but in his office. Since gaining fame, Cheng Fengxian often had all sorts of people approach him through various connections to ask for antique appraisals. Constantly bringing people home proved inconvenient, so he rented an office space specifically for receiving guests and conducting business. The group of four entered the elevator, heading to Cheng Fengxian’s office on the 16th floor. "Wait a moment." Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand reached inside, stopping them. The doors reopened, and a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties entered. "Mr. Fujino, what a coincidence!" Cheng Fengxian greeted the man warmly, "Why didn’t you inform me you were coming here? I could’ve arranged for someone to pick you up." "Ah... Master Cheng, what a coincidence indeed..." The Japanese man, Fujino, showed a hint of embarrassment. "Sorry, this time I’m meeting a friend on the 28th floor... Next time, if I have the chance, I’ll personally visit you. I only have two days in Binhai, and my schedule is too tight—my apologies." "Oh... Alright, alright..." Cheng Fengxian felt equally awkward and struggled to find the right words in response. The atmosphere in the elevator turned unusually tense, with everyone staying silent for the moment. Meanwhile, Yan Xiaobao remained totally unbothered. He finally had a chance to admire Dong Yuqing up close. Today, Dong Yuqing wasn’t wearing a cheongsam. Instead, she wore a modern, well-tailored red plaid suit skirt paired with sheer black tights and high heels, perfectly showcasing her graceful figure. Feeling Yan Xiaobao’s gaze, which seemed almost tangible, sweeping over her body, Dong Yuqing’s face flushed slightly. Internally, she cursed him: "Pervert!" The elevator reached the 16th floor. Cheng Fengxian bid Fujino goodbye one more time before leading Yan Xiaobao and the others out. "Mr. Cheng, you’re back." A young woman in professional attire came forward to greet them. She had an almond-shaped face, appeared to be around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and wore a pair of rose-colored glasses. Her short chestnut-colored hair, slender figure, and ample chest made her a rare beauty. Yan Xiaobao couldn’t help but glance at her, but he quickly lost interest. Based on her looks, she might qualify as a Reserve Concubine at best, and she clearly already had someone. Yan Xiaobao was a man of firm principles—he hated it when others tried to take his wives, and likewise, he never went after someone else’s woman. "Pervert!" Dong Yuqing muttered quietly once again. However, this time she didn’t control her voice well enough, and Yan Xiaobao overheard her. "Huh? Wife Qingqing, why are you calling Master Cheng a pervert?" Yan Xiaobao asked curiously. "Though he and his assistant only spent one night together this morning, it was consensual, so what’s wrong with that?" "I wasn’t calling Master Cheng a pervert!" Dong Yuqing quickly defended herself. "Uh... Please come in, everyone!" Cheng Fengxian hurried forward and opened the door to his office, inviting the group inside. He was astonished internally, wondering how Yan Xiaobao knew about his affair with his assistant. "Liya, I just ran into Mr. Fujino in the elevator. Didn’t I ask you two days ago to confirm his schedule? Why didn’t you tell me he was coming to Binhai?" "I... I didn’t know Mr. Fujino was coming to Binhai..." Liya’s face, already red from Yan Xiaobao’s earlier remark, turned an even deeper shade of crimson. "That Fujino guy reeks of the Qi of financial ruin. Why are you so concerned about him, Master Cheng?" Yan Xiaobao said offhandedly. ... [Please add to favorites, recommend, reward, and support!] ...