Chapter 53

Taking off his shoes, Yang Kang fell onto the sofa, thinking to himself—what’s up with Mr. Shao? When will he be back?

And that fatso Guo, he called him yesterday. On the phone, the fatso was shouting and screaming, saying he was chasing a short-tailed rabbit in the mountains and would have roasted rabbit for dinner, all wild and green, pollution-free.

This fatso’s life was indeed quite happy.

However, Yang Kang’s leisure did not last long. The door of Ruyi Workshop was pushed open, and Jiang Yan and his wife walked in together.

Through the multi-treasure cabinet, Yang Kang saw the two people and was instantly stunned. What are they here for?

No matter what, he still stood up, walked around the multi-treasure cabinet, and looked at the two without saying a word.

"Xiaokang!" Wei Yan put on a fake smile and said in a hypocritical tone, "So you’re here? We’re neighbors?"

"Is there something you need?" Yang Kang frowned and asked. He really didn’t want to see Wei Yan and Jiang Yan.

Wei Yan just smiled awkwardly, looking around, and then said, "Xiaokang, your place is nicely decorated!"

"This is Mr. Shao’s place," Yang Kang said indifferently.

"Uh..." Wei Yan was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.

"Xiaokang, I heard—" Jiang Yan pulled over a rattan chair, sat down, and said without any sense of being a guest, "Old Wang said you have an ancient jade that’s quite valuable?"

Yang Kang sat down in the office chair, leaned back, and said, "That’s true!" While saying this, he was suspicious. Could it be that Jiang Yan had his eyes on the Song Dynasty white jade coiled branch lily pendant?

"Xiaokang, you see, Uncle recently needs to buy some goods, and I’m a bit short on cash. Can you lend me some money?" Jiang Yan said.

"Mr. Jiang, first, you’re not my uncle, and we have no relation," Yang Kang shook his head. "Second, I don’t want to lend you money."

"Yang Kang, you little brat, did I feed you white rice for two years just to feed a dog?" Wei Yan immediately jumped up, pointing at Yang Kang’s nose and scolding him.

"Wei Yan, please leave," Yang Kang said indifferently. "I lived in your house for two years, but I paid rent and food expenses. Don’t forget, we signed a contract."

"You—" Wei Yan immediately remembered that when Yang Kang moved out, he gave them 800,000 and signed a contract.

"I really don’t know what dog you fed with your white rice," Yang Kang said. "This has nothing to do with me. Please leave, I don’t welcome you here."

Wei Yan was stunned, and after a while, she finally understood and jumped up, pointing at Yang Kang and shouting, "You dare to call me a dog?"

"Calling you a dog, even a dog would have an opinion," Yang Kang felt that arguing with Wei Yan was beneath him.

Just as Wei Yan was about to make a scene, Jiang Yan walked over and slapped her hard, scolding, "You’re asking for death. Can’t you keep your mouth shut?"

Wei Yan was stunned, covering her face and choking back her sobs. Although she was a shrew, she was very afraid of Jiang Yan.

After slapping Wei Yan, Jiang Yan hurriedly smiled at Yang Kang and said, "Xiaokang, your aunt doesn’t know how to speak. Don’t be angry. You see—every businessman has times when they’re short on cash. Since you have that jade pendant, why not sell it? I heard Old Wang is very interested. With the money, you won’t have to work. You can lend it to Uncle, and I’ll pay you interest. You can just sit and collect the interest."

Yang Kang thought carefully. Old Wang had once told him that Jiang Yan wanted to buy some bronze ware and was borrowing money from everyone, but his reputation on the antique street was not good, so no one was willing to lend him money. Without the money, he couldn’t afford the bronze ware.

"Mr. Jiang, although we’re not relatives, we’ve known each other for many years, right?" Yang Kang suddenly smiled.

"Ah?" Jiang Yan saw that Yang Kang’s tone seemed to have some meaning, and immediately hurried to agree, "Yes, yes, I’ve watched you grow up since you were little."

"Indeed!" Yang Kang smiled. "Mr. Jiang, how much do you need to borrow?"

Jiang Yan was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Three million. I can write you an IOU, just for three months. I’ll definitely pay you back by then."

"Mr. Jiang, three million is not a small amount," Yang Kang took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, opened it, and offered one to Jiang Yan. He then lit one for himself, took a puff, and said, "Mr. Jiang, it’s not that I won’t help, but three million is a large sum. How about this?"

"How about what?" Jiang Yan hurriedly asked.

"Yuzhen Hall originally belonged to my family. You can sell it back to me. You bought it for 1.5 million, and I’ll buy it back for 3 million. What do you think?" Yang Kang exhaled smoke and smiled, "In just two years, you’ll make a profit of 1.5 million. That’s great, and you’ll have the money to buy goods. Once you sell the goods, you can buy another house nearby. I’m sure you’re tired of living in my old house?"

Yang Kang was a bit nervous. Combining what Old Wang had told him, he had a pretty good idea. Jiang Yan had been tricked by someone into wanting to buy bronze ware, which naturally had huge profits. Otherwise, Jiang Yan wouldn’t be borrowing money from everyone.

"This..." Jiang Yan was stunned.

"Mr. Jiang, it’s up to you. With 3 million, I can buy a new house. I’m only doing this out of our long-term friendship. Why don’t you think about it? Or you can discuss it with your wife?" Yang Kang deliberately glanced at Wei Yan and said.

Jiang Yan lit his cigarette and paced around Ruyi Workshop. After a while, he said, "Xiaokang, if I sell the house to you, can you let me stay for a while?"

"No!" Yang Kang shook his head. "You move out, and then find someone to transfer the property to me. I’ll pay you then."

Lending him a place to stay for a while? That’s a joke. As Jiang Xiaoyue once said, inviting a god is easy, but sending one away is hard. The profit from bronze ware is high, but so is the risk. Is he stupid enough to follow Jiang Yan’s foolishness?

If Jiang Yan makes a mistake and refuses to leave Yuzhen Hall, what can he do? Run to Wei Yan’s place to argue every day?

"Mr. Jiang, think carefully. Don’t say I didn’t help you. With 3 million, I can buy a new house. That old house has many bad memories for me," Yang Kang said, glancing at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan opened her mouth to speak but was given a fierce glare by Jiang Yan and immediately shut up.

"Xiaokang, give me some time to think about it!" Jiang Yan smiled awkwardly.

"Sure, no rush!" Yang Kang smiled.

"Xiaokang, should I call Old Wang and discuss the price of the jade pendant with him?" Jiang Yan asked tentatively.

"No need. I’m not planning to sell the jade pendant. I can come up with 3 million now," Yang Kang exhaled smoke and said indifferently.

"Ah?" Wei Yan immediately jumped up, shouting, "You... where did you get 3 million?" Her eyes turned red. Oh my God, he actually has 3 million. How is that possible? No wonder he gave her 800,000 so easily. If she had known, she should have said that Yang Chongxuan borrowed 3 million from them!

"Where I got 3 million is my business. What does it have to do with you?" Yang Kang glanced at her and said, "Now we’re discussing whether I should spend 3 million to buy your house. Whether you sell it or not is up to you."

Jiang Yan gave Wei Yan a fierce glare and then turned to walk out. Wei Yan hurriedly followed him out.