Chapter 556 - Chapter 556: The 500 Million Bet (1/2)

Chapter 556: The 500 Million Bet

“`

Chen Yu couldn’t help but frown. That stick weighed at least a hundred jin, and if it were to come down, that young man would surely be killed.

He quickly stepped forward to stop the boss.

“Boss, aren’t you being a bit too impulsive? How can you be sure that the young man’s item is fake?”

The boss harrumphed. “My shop has several appraisal experts. They’ve all seen it, and what’s in that box is nothing but a recent counterfeit painting. Giving him eight hundred yuan is already merciful. He even dared to ask me for eight hundred thousand.”

Chen Yu turned to look at the young man and instantly scanned the information in his brain.

It turned out this young man was indeed pitiful. His family had all passed away, leaving only himself and his sister to rely on each other.

But his sister was suffering from gray spinal inflammation, which required a special medicine costing seven hundred thousand yuan a dose every month to keep her alive. Their home was already in financial distress and could only survive by selling the treasures passed down from their ancestors.

“Boss, you must know about his family situation. Even if what he’s holding is indeed a fake, can’t you organize a charity sale for him? Surely it could sell for a few thousand yuan.”

The boss looked at Chen Yu coldly, as if he’d heard a joke.

“Who are you to come here and tell me what to do? This is an antique shop, not a place for charity. If you’re willing to buy it, why don’t you offer him a high price and buy it yourself!”

Chen Yu’s lips suddenly curved into a strange arc, and then he took out a promissory note with a face value of one hundred million from his person and handed it to the young man.

“The smallest bill I carry is this big, and now this painting is mine.”

Continue reading at Novgo

The onlooking crowd widened their eyes, and the antique shop owner’s face was full of disbelief.

“Has this kid lost his mind, spending a billion on such junk?”

“Could it be that he’s from some major family, throwing out a billion as if it’s worthless paper?”

“Probably just another one with an overflow of sympathy. In Sky Sand City, you can’t survive with even a hint of compassion.”

“I think this young man is also a swindler, taking a fake painting to the antique shop. When the owner spotted the forgery, he just sat here crying.”

…

The surrounding crowd was buzzing with all sorts of comments.

Chen Yu didn’t listen to them, just went ahead and made the deal with the young man.

“Sir, my painting is not worth this much. Aren’t you taking a loss by spending so much?”

Chen Yu laughed, immediately stuffing the promissory note into the young man’s hands.

“Trust me, your item is worth far more than this price! Wait here for me, and consider the rest of the surplus as my fee for treating your sister’s illness.”

The young man’s eyes widened in shock. “How did you know my sister is sick?”

Chen Yu didn’t reply, simply took the box, and approached the antique shop owner.

“Boss Li, how about we make a bet? If the total value of the item I hold exceeds five billion, not only do you have to buy it, but you also owe me two billion! If its value is less than five billion, then I will compensate you five billion.”

With those words, the scene erupted into commotion, everyone staring at Chen Yu as if he were a fool.

The antique shop owner became even more excited. When he saw Chen Yu hand over the hundred-million-value promissory note so readily earlier, he figured that Chen Yu must be a naive rich young master.

“Alright, since you’re so straightforward, I won’t say much! But first, you need to put up five billion as a guarantee. Otherwise, how can I believe you’re not just joking with me?”