After awakening her X-ray vision, the beautiful CEO couldn't sit still any longer.

"This is icy jadeite? And it even has floating patterns? That can't be!"

"Boss, can I borrow the light for a second?"

Ignoring the gasps around him, Boss Zhang focused intently, bringing the flashlight beam closer to the cut to examine it closely. He then rotated the stone to observe any possible cracks and color variations on the sides.

His fingers trembled very slightly.

He stared for a full half minute before raising his head, turning off his flashlight, and looking at Ye Tian.

The previous nonchalance had vanished, replaced by a businessman's shrewdness and a hint of barely perceptible shock.

"Young man, are you selling this piece of jade?"

Boss Zhang's voice was steady, but his speaking speed was a few seconds faster than before.

The surroundings fell silent instantly, and all eyes were focused on Ye Tian's face.

A composure beyond his years appeared on Ye Tian's face: "I'll sell it as long as the price is right!"

After a two-second pause, Boss Zhang held up five fingers:

"This amount, 500,000, cash transfer, can be processed immediately."

"Five hundred thousand? My God, such a small rock is worth five hundred thousand?" someone nearby couldn't help but exclaim.

"What do you know? It's icy jadeite with floating flowers, and the cut surface is so clean. It's enough to make several pendant ornaments. 500,000 might even be a bit low..."

A buzz of discussion arose, filled with envy and disbelief.

"Young man, I'll offer you 600,000. Sell it to me."

"Young man, I'll offer you 700,000. Sell it to me!"

When Boss Zhang saw someone in the crowd trying to steal the deal, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"One million! I'll offer one million!"

Young man, no one can possibly offer a higher price than this. Sell it to me.

The speculators who had just been bidding shook their heads when they heard the price was in the millions.

If they buy it back for one million and resell it, there's no profit to be made, so there's no point in speculating.

Ye Tian scanned the entire room, knowing that 100 million for this stone was indeed not a low price.

Without further hesitation, he said, "Boss, one million, deal."

"Okay, come with me." Boss Zhang immediately led Ye Tian into the back of the shop.

The process was quick; Boss Zhang asked for the bank card number, and the money was transferred via mobile phone.

A few minutes later, Ye Tian's phone vibrated.

He swiped his screen and saw a text message from the bank: one million had been deposited into his account, not a penny less.

Ye Tian looked up and nodded to Boss Zhang: "Boss, I've received the payment. This stone is yours now."

Boss Zhang handed over a glass of warm water: "Young man, you're lucky, and you have a sharp eye too."

Judging from your accent, you don't seem to be a local.

Ye Tian took the water glass, but didn't drink it.

Instead, he picked up the half-empty bottle of water, took a sip, and then spoke:

"Boss, you're really knowledgeable. I'm not a local; I'm here to take care of some business."

"Young man, you can tell at a glance that you are no ordinary person.

He doesn't seem like someone who relies solely on luck and a bit of cleverness to get by in this world.

Boss Zhang watched quietly as Ye Tian didn't drink the water he offered, but instead drank the bottled water he had brought with him.

Instead of being angry, a faint smile of appreciation appeared on his face.

"In the world of jade gambling, even gods cannot make a judgment. Let's just consider this a good opportunity to establish a connection."

Young man, if you have any good stuff in the future, just send it to me. I'll definitely give you the fairest price.

"Okay, sir, I'll definitely bring any good stuff to you first so you can take a look."

It's getting late, and I have other things to do, so I won't bother you any longer.

Ye Tian nodded slightly and stood up to say goodbye.

Stepping out of the Jade Pavilion, Ye Tian quickly merged into the bustling crowd on the antique street.

An old man dressed in a simple traditional Chinese jacket, holding two shiny walnuts in his hands, strolled out from another room in the shop.

He squinted at the direction Ye Tian left in, curled his lips, pulled out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and handed it to Boss Zhang.

"Give me one." Jin Sanye's voice was hoarse, carrying a slyness from the streets.

"This kid is something else. He didn't even flinch when he heard the stone was worth a million."

If he was faking it, his face remained calm and expressionless after receiving the text message notifying him of the arrival of one million.

Even his eyes didn't change at all; this calm and composure is something that ordinary young people in their twenties can't fake.

He's definitely not some hothead who gets things done purely by luck.

Boss Zhang took the cigarette, lit it with the lighter that Master Jin handed him, and took a deep drag.

The acrid smoke filled my lungs, causing a slight stinging sensation, but strangely it also dispelled the fatigue deep in my mind.

His seemingly casual words caused Jin Sanye's eyes to darken slightly.

"But the antique street is a very murky place."

Master Jin lit one for himself, exhaled a puff of murky smoke, and the walnut made a steady rubbing sound in his palm.

"Having good eyesight isn't enough; you also need to know the rules and how to make friends."

Knowing when to play dumb and when to show your claws.

He's shining too brightly today; whether it's a blessing or a curse remains to be seen.

Whether it's a case of "even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake," or "only a mighty dragon can cross the river," we'll have to wait and see.

Jin Sanye glanced at Boss Zhang beside him:

"You're getting more and more cautious as you get older. There are so many rich people all over the world, and there are plenty of people who don't care about a million dollars."

Based on this alone, he's not worth giving a second glance.

Judging from the way he walked, he seemed to be looking for somewhere.

I believe he won't be leaving anytime soon.

From now on, if he does anything unusual on this street, we can find out everything by asking around.

"Let's go, time to go to sleep."

After saying that, Master Jin tossed the shiny walnuts in his hand into the air, caught them steadily, dragged his cloth shoes, turned around and slowly merged into the crowd, quickly disappearing from sight.

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Ye Tian strolled leisurely down the street, taking in everything around him.

"Please do not rob passing tourists; robbery is illegal!"

"Violent murder, execute on the spot!"

Ye Tian saw the old propaganda slogans on the walls of the old houses on the street corner and knew that this place was probably not peaceful.

He easily shook off the last few persistent followers who were still trying to track him. Like a ghost, he made a few quick movements in the intricate alleys and streets of Diancheng's antique market before disappearing without a trace.

"This should be it."

Ye Tian kept walking, his direction clear. Following the address given by Meng Yao, he found that it turned out to be a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

A once-renowned leader of the tomb raiding industry, after retiring, actually became a doctor who saves lives.

That's quite a leap!

However, when Ye Tian arrived at the clinic entrance, he stopped in his tracks.

A heated argument came from inside.

"Old Sun! I'm not trying to criticize you, but in this run-down place of yours, you can't even afford a proper doctor. With your mediocre skills, who would dare to come to your clinic?"

You're two months behind on the rent! If you don't give me an explanation today, I'm changing the locks and throwing all that junk out!

A landlord with a pointed face and wearing a gold chain pointed at the nose of a burly man inside the door and cursed him, spitting as he did so.

The man was about forty years old, with dark skin and a burly build like an ox.

Wearing a worn-out white lab coat, his face flushed, he rubbed his calloused hands, his tone earnest yet tinged with helplessness:

"Brother Wang, please give us a few more days, just a few more days! Old Li and the others haven't finished their acupuncture treatments yet, and the workers who fell and injured themselves at the nearby construction site often come to get their dressings changed..."

Although the prices I charge here are much cheaper than those of regular hospitals, I still make a living.

"Please give me a few more days, and I'll definitely raise the rent for you as soon as possible!"