Jian Bao: I Can Communicate With Everything

Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Chalcedony

"It's here, it's here!"

Liu Tong's eyes lit up, and he quickly took out the things, "Give your palms."

Lin Chen took it in his hand, glanced at it, and after hearing it, he knew it all at once.

"Did the company encounter difficulties?"

Hearing this, Liu Tong sighed, “Yes, a batch of goods has a problem and was deducted. Now the production line is stopped, and there is an urgent need for funds. Otherwise, the jade pendant will not be taken out.”

"However, those gangsters are clearly taking advantage of the fire and want to deliberately lower prices."

Liu Tong's wife, sitting in the co-pilot, also blamed herself.

"Blame me, if it weren't for leaking, it wouldn't be..."

"okay."

Liu Tong waved his hand, "It's over when it's passed, don't let President Chu and this little brother look at the jokes anymore."

Lin Chen listened quietly and nodded slightly.

"I've seen something, yes, two million, I received it."

Hearing this, Liu Tong and his wife were taken aback for a moment, then overjoyed, and cordially took Lin Chen's hand.

"Oh, little brother, my love for you, my brother has written it down."

"This is my business card, but wherever it is useful, just say a word."

After a few greetings, Lin Chen transferred two million to Liu Tong.

After selling the painting and the Huanghuali drum stool, he was considered wealthy, and it was not a big deal for him to come up with two million.

What's more, there are still two kinds of tea leaves that have long been extinct.

Soon, the transaction was completed.

Fan Xue finally felt completely relieved, returned to Red Coral, and opened a box.

"Lin Chen, you keep the old piece of medieval jade, can you always give this jade pendant to me?"

Lin Chen shook his head, "I can't give it."

"What's the meaning?"

Fan Xue narrowed her eyes, "It's a big deal that these two million are counted as mine, give me things, and I'll give them to the Ye family!"

Lin Chen still shook his head.

"Oh!"

Fan Xue frantically tugged at her hair and cried out in pain.

"Lin Chen, Lin Chen, why are you so unconscious!"

"I warn you, the status of the Ye Family in the Demon Capital is not something you can shake!"

"If they want to crush you, it's no more troublesome than crushing an ant!"

After a pause, her vocal cords tightened a little, "Although the Ye Family hasn't made any moves yet, don't think about it, they are also holding back big moves!"

"You are not a stupid person, you should be able to understand that what I said is true!"

Hearing her words, Lin Chen nodded.

"I know, what you said is indeed true."

"Then you still..."

Fan Xue frowned and asked.

"That jade pendant is not a middle-aged jade."

"what?"

Fan Xue widened her eyes in disbelief.

"The Ye Family wants middle-aged jade, so that piece of jade is not good, even if you hand it in, it won't work."

Lin Chen put the box on the table and took out the jade pendant from it.

"It's not a middle-aged jade, why do you still spend two million?"

Fan Xue puffed her cheeks and said angrily: "Are you lying to me?"

Lin Chen glanced at her and shrugged helplessly.

"What good is it for me to lie to you?"

"This is indeed not a medieval jade, but a chalcedony."

Fan Xue was stunned, and asked: "This, is this different?"

She really knows nothing in this regard.

"Chalcedony and jade are not the same substance. The color of jade is like grease, but the chalcedony is more hazy.

"The other thing is, the lines of jade are obvious, with different shades, but the color of chalcedony is very uniform."

"The piece in front of you is top-quality chalcedony and old material. According to the market price, it is at least more than five million yuan."

Lin Chen smiled slightly and explained.

Listening quietly, Fan Xue couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

Going out for an hour, making three million after changing hands?

This profit is comparable to the profit she had made from operating Red Coral for a year...

"Lin Chen, your gold is too fast, right?"

"In the antiques business, there is an unwritten statement, not to open for three years, and to eat for three years."

Lin Chen stretched out his hand, trying to close the box.

Fan Xue grabbed it in her hand, widened her eyes, and put her plump and white jade legs on the chair.

"Lin Chen!"

"Well, I'm also a middleman, so why do I have to take a part of it?"

Lin Chen was startled slightly, and tentatively said, "Ten percent?"

"Are you embarrassed!"

Fan Xue frowned and snorted coldly, "You earn three million, and give me three hundred thousand, when I am a beggar?"

"Then you say the number?"

Lin Chen was speechless for a while, and the woman could see a needle.

"Five-five points, I want 1.5 million!"

Fan Xue stared at Lin Chen, her eyes full of threats.

"Uh, good."

Lin Chen nodded, not guilty of having trouble with a woman.

Haha!

Fan Xue bent down, kissed Lin Chen on the cheek, put her arm around Lin Chen's shoulder, and laughed: "That's interesting!"

"Brother handsome, there will be exchange meetings of similar nature in the future, I will inform you as soon as possible, let's go make money, hahaha!"

Lin Chen was speechless for a while, just about to speak, suddenly squeaked, and the box door opened.

"Who!"

"Don't know if you have to knock on the door when you come in? Are there any rules!"

"Do you want to do it, ask you..."

When it came to his mouth, he blocked it.

Fan Xue's pretty face changed, and she let go of the jade hand that was holding Lin Chen's neck like an electric shock.

Twitching, Jiaojiao yelled shyly.

"dad."

Lin Chen didn't feel excited, and stood up awkwardly.

"Hello Uncle Fan."

At the door, stood a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looked quite a bit of a posture of not arrogant and pretentious.

It is Fan Xue's father, Fan Zhenggang.

"Fan Xue, you go out first."

"Dad, you..."

Fan Xue's pretty face changed, she seemed to realize something, and quickly defended: "I and Lin Chen..."

"go out!"

Fan Zhenggang yelled violently.

Fan Xue was startled by the sound like muffled thunder.

"Lin Chen, my dad has a bad temper. When you speak carefully, I will go out first."

With a look left, Fan Xue walked out of the box.

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, even a little depressed.

Fan Zhenggang sat at the table, pouring tea without hurriedly, pouring and drinking by himself, never opening his mouth.

Lin Chen stood there, a little nervous.