Divine Eye Appraisal: Starting with a Lucky Pickup of a Beautiful CEO's Family Heirloom

Wen Nian looked at the aggressive Wen Zhaoye and shook her head vigorously.

"I have no idea."

Wen Zhaoye picked up the IOU. There was a red handprint on the lower right corner, and next to it were the three words "Zhou Guilan".

At first glance, it looks very similar, but this piece of paper learned the form but not the old habits.

When Grandma writes the character "桂" (gui), the right vertical stroke is slightly tapered inwards; only her close relatives know this.

Wen Zhaoye spread the IOU in front of the live broadcast camera and said, "Everyone, take a good look. Bao Hu said that my grandmother signed a 200,000 yuan mortgage agreement this morning, but my grandmother was admitted to the intensive care unit yesterday and has not been able to get out of bed since."

Bao Hu narrowed his eyes. "You're saying I didn't get out of bed and that's it?"

"The signature was copied, and the fingerprints were taken from the hospital payment slip." Wen Zhaoye looked at him. "The witness is Wen Chengjie, who is Wen Nian's brother."

Wen Nian hurriedly shook her head, "No, that's not it! My brother was just helping out; he doesn't know anything about it."

Bao Hu grabbed the IOU, yelling, "Stop talking nonsense, give me the paper!"

Yu Tinglan's bodyguard stepped in front of her.

Bao Hu's face hardened. "What, does the Yu family want to meddle in other people's business?"

Yu Tinglan stood by the cutting table and said, "I'm buying this piece of jade. You've taken my material and ruined my transaction, so of course I'm going to intervene."

Bao Hu scoffed, "Miss Yu, I respect you because you're from the Yu family, but this is my uncle's shop. Nobody's leaving until this kid coughs up his money."

Wen Zhaoye took out his phone. "Let's call the police. When they come, they can easily find out if the mortgage agreement is real."

When Bao De heard that the police were to investigate, he became agitated, shouting, "Why call the police! It's a family matter, all family matters!"

"Your surname is Bao, my surname is Wen, what family matter do we have?"

"Wen Zhaoye, I'll give you one million. Don't call the police, let's leave it at that."

Wen Zhaoye looked at him.

"Just now I was the one stealing three million. Now you're giving me one million?"

Bao Dequan gritted his teeth, "Two million."

"It's too late."

Bao Hu cursed and reached behind his waist.

The golden characters flashed before Wen Zhaoye's eyes.

[Folding knife tip rusted]

He didn't wait for Bao Hu to take it out; he grabbed half a piece of scrap rock from the cutting table and threw it at him.

A piece of waste rock hit Bao Hu's wrist.

Bao Hu screamed and dropped his knife. The crowd erupted instantly, with those in the front row backing away and those in the back holding up their phones.

"There's a knife!"

"Got it! Got it!"

"Don't push, my child is here!"

Two bodyguards rushed forward and pinned Bao Hu down. Just as the thugs behind him were about to make a move, security guards from the jade market squeezed in from outside.

They didn't dare to provoke Bao Dequan earlier, but now that Yu Tinglan is there and someone has called the police, they've regained their courage.

The scene was in complete chaos, and Bao Dequan took advantage of the confusion to run to the front hall.

Wen Zhaoye saw it. "He went to get something!"

Yu Tinglan glanced at the bodyguard, and another bodyguard chased after him. Soon, the sound of a cabinet door being kicked open echoed in the front hall. A few seconds later, Bao Dequan was brought back, his arm twisted, and a black leather ledger fell out of his arms.

The ledger lay on the ground, several pages spread out.

Wen Zhaoye walked over and picked up the account book.

The first page is filled with product numbers, purchase prices, selling prices, and customer names.

The pale gold characters appeared one by one, and when he turned to the third page, Wen Zhaoye stopped.

[Zhou Guilan, old mine glass-type jadeite bangle, actually a B-grade product, sold for 280,000 yuan, buyback price 200,000 yuan]

Three years ago, Grandma took out her life savings and said she would buy him a bracelet. After he got married, the family would need something presentable.

She wrapped the money in old newspapers, tied it with a red string, and tucked it into her gray cloth coat before taking the bus alone to the jade market.

Later, the bracelet broke.

Wen Zhaoye brought Yu Mantang to ask, and Bao Dequan glanced at it and said that the material was not worth much, but he would buy it back for two hundred yuan as a good luck gift for the old man.

Buy it for 200 yuan, sell it for 280,000 yuan.

"Duplicate name! There are many people named Zhou Guilan in Jiangcheng!" Bao Dequan screamed hysterically.

Wen Zhaoye looked at him. "Three years ago, on May 17th. The old lady was wearing a gray cloth coat, and the money was wrapped in old newspapers with a red string tied to the corner. She asked you, 'Would it be shameful to give this bracelet to my granddaughter-in-law in the future?'"

As soon as he spoke, the backyard fell silent except for the hum of the stone cutter spinning in vain.

Wen Zhaoye closed the ledger, took out his phone, dialed the police number, and put it on speakerphone.

"At Jiangcheng Jade City, Yu Mantang, someone is selling counterfeit goods, committing fraud, framing others for extortion, and forging loan agreements. There are live-stream recordings, ledgers, dyes, broken jade, and even knives on site. Please dispatch the police."

Bao Dequan lunged forward, but his knees buckled and he ended up kneeling on the ground.

"Zhaoye! Zhaoye, Uncle was wrong! Don't call the police! I'll return the 280,000 yuan your grandma owed, ten times that amount! I'll give you three million, no, five million!"

Wen Zhaoye looked down at him. This man had just made him admit to stealing and use his grandmother's old house to pay off the debt.

It's pointless to kneel down so quickly now.

"Keep the money to hire a lawyer," Wen Zhaoye said.

Wen Nian suddenly rushed over and grabbed his arm. "Zhao Ye, don't call the police. Boss Bao knows people. If you make a big fuss, my brother will be finished too. My brother really just wanted to help me. He didn't know it was this serious."

Wen Zhaoye removed her hand.

Wen Nian cried so hard she couldn't breathe. "I'll marry you, okay? Let's start over. I'll never care about my brother again. I'll go to the hospital with you to take care of Grandma."

Wen Zhaoye looked at her.

This person once ate instant noodles with him in his rented room and also gave him half a roasted sweet potato, saying that life would definitely get warmer in the future.

But just now she was standing next to Bao Dequan and said she saw him steal the jade with her own eyes.

Wen Zhaoye said, "Wen Nian, all the good things you had before have already been used up by your own hands just now."

The sound of police sirens came from the street corner.

Bao Hu was pinned to the ground, and his cursing immediately subsided when the police entered the room.

The onlookers offered their opinions and evidence, which were all placed on the counter.

Wen Zhaoye gave a brief explanation, and the wound on his palm had already gone numb.

Master Ma found some gauze, saying, "If you don't bandage your hand, you won't even need water to cut stones; your blood will wash it away."

Wen Zhaoye thanked him in a low voice.

Yu Tinglan walked over. "You should go to the hospital first. I'll have the lawyer stay here, and the transaction records for the materials will be given to the police."

Wen Zhaoye nodded. "I've received the money. The fabric is yours."

"You were very accurate in your assessment just now. You can come find me at Yu's Jewelry when you're done with your work."

Before Wen Zhaoye could answer, his phone rang; it was the Second Municipal Hospital calling.

He answered the phone, and the nurse spoke quickly, "Mr. Wen, your grandmother's condition has worsened, and the head doctor said she needs surgery immediately. Also, three people came to the ward just now, saying they wanted to process the transfer procedures for the elderly woman. We didn't let them in, but they still made a scene at the nurses' station."

"Who is it?"

"A young man surnamed Wen claimed to be your brother-in-law and was carrying a photocopy of your grandmother's ID card."

Wen Zhaoye turned to look at Wen Nian, whose face was deathly pale.

"I don't know," she cried. "I really didn't know he went to the hospital. He said he was just getting some materials and wouldn't hurt Grandma."

"Call him," Wen Zhaoye said.

Wen Nian frantically pulled out her phone, dialed a number, but no one answered.

Wen Zhaoye didn't wait any longer and turned to walk out.

Wen Nian chased after him to the entrance of Yu Mantang, crying and shouting, "Zhao Ye, I'll go with you! I can persuade my brother!"

You'd better pray he listens to your advice.

Yu Tinglan followed, "If you need help, my car is at the door, and the driver is here too."

Thank you.

Wen Zhaoye got into the other person's car, looked down at his palm, and saw that the gauze was already soaked in blood. He clenched his fist, and the pain shot up, burning hot.

He looked out the car window at the street scene rushing past, "Drive faster."

The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror, didn't dare to ask any more questions, and stepped on the gas.