The Porcelain Vase That Was Sure to Turn a Profit
"I'm not joking, this is the truth. If the deal is done, I'll swipe my card right away." Yang Gang said, taking out his bank card, which contained one million yuan, which Yang Gang had prepared for the Cheng Family.
The bargaining was intense, but Cheng Hai had no interest in joining in and remained silent, deep in thought.
Cheng Dongxue, who was listening nearby, was genuinely shocked by the way Zhang Yang and Yang Gang were bargaining. This wasn't Market or a clothing store; did they really haggle like this?
The boss disagreed and instead kept lowering the price.
"..." The bespectacled shop owner fell silent. If he sold it for 400,000, he would still have a large profit margin. This was something he had gotten from buying Antiques in the countryside, finding a bargain. He had only spent tens of thousands of yuan at the time, and as they said, he had made quite a bit of money.
Moreover, while Zhang Yang's statement may have been exaggerated, it did hit the nail on the head. It must be admitted that the bottle is not perfect.
"Four hundred thousand, not a penny less." The bespectacled shop owner gritted his teeth, Yang Gang stating his initial price.
"No, two hundred thousand." Zhang Yang put down the bottle as a final bargaining move.
"Ah..." The glasses shop owner was shocked. A 50% discount? This young man must be a complete novice who doesn't know anything about the market! Who offers prices like that?
The bank card was waving in Yang Gang's hand, indicating he was ready to make the transaction immediately. The bottle had already been put down; if he refused, Zhang Yang and Yang Gang would leave immediately.
"Three hundred thousand. If you don't want it, you're welcome to come again next time." The bespectacled shop owner picked up the bottle, making a final attempt to negotiate the price.
Yang Gang looked at Zhang Yang, but he really didn't understand, so he needed Zhang Yang's approval.
"Swipe the card," Zhang Yang replied.
Yang Gang carefully carried the bottle out of the glasses shop and then asked Zhang Yang, "Zhang Yang, how much should I pay?"
"If it's a sale right now, don't make a move for less than 800,000." Zhang Yang raised his hand to indicate the number eight.
"Haha, you made so much?" Yang Gang was shocked.
Zhang Yang nodded. "The owner probably isn't sure about the age and artistic value of this bottle either, so he's not very confident and is quite conflicted. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to get it for 300,000."
Yang Gang instantly understood that Zhang Yang's evaluation of the bottle was crucial, serving as a warning to others and startling the bespectacled shop owner.
"Zhang Yang, can I sell it here?" Yang Gang asked happily.
"This is a rare bottle. Don't rush to sell it. Take it home and admire it, study it, and learn from it." Zhang Yang chuckled. Since Yang Gang wanted to enter the industry, he needed to learn from real objects, and this was the perfect opportunity.
"Yes, yes, I'll take it home and study it carefully." Yang Gang said happily.
At this point, the four were already planning to head home. However, Antiques dealers came to inquire about the bottle, and upon seeing it, they all expressed interest in buying it. Moreover, their offers were extremely attractive, and not one of them offered a lower price than the purchase price.
Thus, Yang Gang became even more convinced of Zhang Yang's foresight and believed that the bottle could be profitable.
When Cheng Hai saw him again, his face was ashen, he was furious and didn't say a word, but he still didn't believe Zhang Yang, otherwise he wouldn't have lost millions of dollars in just one trip.
"Dad, let's use my jewelry to buy it!" In the car, Cheng Dongxue saw that Cheng Hai looked dejected and remained silent. She guessed he must be heartbroken and worried that he would be scolded severely when he got home.
Cheng Dongxue couldn't bear it. She had collected some jewelry, all from world-renowned brands, which should still be valuable. She wanted to help her father get through this crisis.
Yang Su is materialistic; if she knew Cheng Hai had lost a million, she would probably threaten to divorce him.
"Jewelry?" Zhang Yang asked, puzzled.
Like other women, Cheng Dongxue liked jewelry, but Zhang Yang never gave her any decent pieces; she bought them all with her own money.
As a man, Zhang Yang felt reluctant to hear that his wife wanted to sell her jewelry to save her father.
At this point, if one wants to make a huge profit, Gambling on Stones is a viable path after being reminded by Cheng Dongxue. However, Zhang Yang doesn't want to say it in public, while Yang Gang is a trustworthy person.
While in the car, Zhang Yang immediately sent a message to jeweler Ling Junsheng.
Everyone went home. Cheng Hai didn't mention being swindled out of a million dollars. Cheng Dongxue went back to her room and began collecting jewelry.
Zhang Yang watched Cheng Dongxue collect jewelry; there was quite a bit, but raising a million was no easy task, and it wasn't enough.
Cheng Hai's actions were truly shocking and undoubtedly added insult to injury for the Cheng Family.
"Xiao Xue, these are your jewelry. You shouldn't sell them. I'll figure something out," Zhang Yang said confidently.
Cheng Dongxue turned to look at Zhang Yang and shook her head. "What's your idea?"
Cheng Dongxue was also helpless. She had hoped to make money from Antiques to solve the financial crisis of the Cheng Company, but unexpectedly, the Cheng Family lost another million yuan today.
Zhang Yang cannot be blamed for this; Zhang Yang to stop it, but to no avail.
But what could Zhang Yang do? The Lin Family was powerful and wealthy, but they couldn't possibly give Zhang Yang money to help the Cheng Family in their time of need.
"Tomorrow will do," Zhang Yang said.
"Tomorrow?"
"Yes, tomorrow!"
Zhang Yang's gaze was resolute and left no room for doubt.
"But there's already a shortfall of six million. How are we going to make up for it?" Cheng Dongxue was also anxious.
"Trust me, you can do it," Zhang Yang said, holding Cheng Dongxue's shoulders and looking into her eyes.
"Zhang Yang ..." Cheng Dongxue lowered her head. She knew Zhang Yang's abilities; he was a formidable fighter. If Zhang Yang were to do something illegal, like robbery, he could easily make six million overnight. But she didn't want to have to save Zhang Yang then. "Tell me, what exactly do you want to do? We absolutely cannot do anything illegal."
"Illegal things?" Zhang Yang was taken aback. He was genuinely surprised that Cheng Dongxue would think of him in this way.
"Then tell me, how did you get those six million?" Cheng Dongxue pressed Zhang Yang relentlessly.
Zhang Yang sighed, realizing that if he didn't tell Cheng Dongxue, this matter would probably never end.
"Gambling on Stones," Zhang Yang answered truthfully.
For Cheng Dongxue, Gambling on Stones was not only a novel speculative activity, but even the name itself was new; she had only heard of it once in a while. She considered it highly risky and thus categorized it as speculation.
The Jadeite rough stones that end up at the Gambling on Stones are usually stones that have been carefully selected by Jadeite merchants, and the probability of winning is unimaginably low.
"The risk is too great, and it also requires capital." Cheng Dongxue was uneasy, worried that it might lead to an even bigger financial crisis, which was not what she wanted.
"Would you like to keep me company tonight? Come with me to Gambling on Stones." Zhang Yang gazed at Cheng Dongxue.
In that instant, Cheng Dongxue knew that Zhang Yang would insist on going on this trip. She had no choice; rather than staying at home in fear, she might as well accompany Zhang Yang on the trip.
"Okay, how much money do we need to prepare?" Cheng Dongxue actually didn't have much money left; she had given it all to her family to get through this difficult time.
"Don't worry about the capital, I'll borrow it. If we find a good stone, we can earn not just six million, but maybe even sixty million," Zhang Yang said confidently.