Jiang Siming hesitated for a moment. It wasn't a big deal, so he took off his mask and revealed his true face.
"Wow, Mr. Jiang, you're so handsome! You're the most handsome man I've ever met," the girl praised.
"Thank you."
"Well, goodbye."
"Mm, goodbye."
After saying that, the girl left. She walked out of the bank and got into a supercar as rare as his Veneno. Finally, she waved at Jiang Siming through the car window before driving away.
Jiang Siming smiled. Even he found today's encounter rather incredible.
This girl definitely came from an extraordinary family.
Eva Arnott.
That was the girl's name.
Arnott... Jiang Siming remembered that France's richest man was Bernard Arnott.
Li Chunlan came to pick him up on time. Jiang Siming got into the car as well, and they left Times Square.
Their transaction had left behind a legend of sorts at Paris's Times Square.
Going out, carving something, and earning 140 million dollars—those odds were even lower than the chance of the National Football Team qualifying for the World Cup.
As soon as he returned to the hotel, Jiang Siming received a text message from Eva Arnott. They had exchanged phone numbers before leaving.
Mr. Jiang, your Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse is truly amazing. My daddy says this deal was very worthwhile, and he would also like to discuss a technical partnership with you. Name your price. I wonder if you would be interested?
Jiang Siming was speechless. His daughter had spent 140 million dollars on a wooden carving toy on the street, and the father actually thought it was worth it.
Money really did make people impressive. Still, it wasn't anything that big a deal.
The billionaires had once rewarded him with 100 million, after all. There was no need to