Chapter 70

Yang Kang smiled and said, "It's better to be ordinary. I might have gone a bit too far, making people jealous — Boss Mo, seriously, I don't really have a bad smell, right?" He was still uneasy, speaking while involuntarily raising his arm to smell it again.

"Absolutely not, don't worry about it," Mo Ming shook his head and smiled, "Last time, Tang Chen brought you back home?"

"Uh?" Yang Kang was a bit embarrassed.

"Think about it, if you were in his shoes, would you bring someone with body odor back home? Even if you were being kind, you could just take them to a nearby hospital or call the police, and it would have nothing to do with you, right? Instead, he went out of his way to bring you back, didn't he?" Mo Ming smiled.

"It seems so!" Yang Kang nodded and smiled, "So, I can't really understand Mr. Tang. He not only brought me back but also..."

"Also what?" Mo Ming asked curiously.

"Don't mention it!" Yang Kang shook his head. Tang Chen not only brought him back but also coaxed him to stay at his place. He could feel that Tang Chen really hoped he would stay for a few more days.

If he hadn't insisted on leaving, Tang Chen would probably have tried to persuade him to stay longer.

While they were chatting, they arrived at Langyuan. Mo Ming parked the car and walked with him towards Langyuan.

Jiang Yan had come to Langyuan early in the morning, and he brought Jiang Shanghua, Jiang Xiaoyue, and Wei Yan's family as well.

On the third day after selling Yuzhenzhai, he contacted Wu Bai and paid five million to buy the bronze bird zun. Wu Bai originally wanted 5.5 million, but after much persuasion, he finally agreed to 5 million. Additionally, Jiang Yan wrote a promissory note for another 5 million.

They agreed that once the bronze bird zun was sold, he would pay the remaining 5 million.

Wu Bai repeatedly assured him that such a bronze bird zun would be highly sought after in the international auction market, so it would be easy to sell.

Coincidentally, there was a summer auction at Langyuan today, mainly featuring antiques and jewelry. Before the auction, there was a small antique exchange.

People from the antique street and Fuzimiao brought their old items to see if there were any suitable ones to trade, a practice known in the industry as "using collections to sustain collections."

Thinking about how Wu Bai's friends were very resourceful and could get anything, they weren't worried about running out of goods, but rather about having no place to store the old items.

Once this deal was done, they would naturally take care of him in future business.

Jiang Yan thought that after selling the bronze artifact, he would buy a large villa and open a storefront to specialize in antiques, just like Yang Chongxuan did in the past. With Wu Bai's friends supplying him, his future life would be...

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became.

"Stay here and look for good items, I'll go check it out!" Jiang Yan instructed Jiang Shanghua and Wei Yan.

"Old man, where are you going?" Wei Yan was curious, looking around.

"You don't understand anything!" For some reason, Jiang Yan found Wei Yan annoying now. He immediately whispered, "People who can afford antiques are all wealthy big bosses. I'll take this opportunity to get closer to them, so I can sell this treasure later. Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"Okay?" Wei Yan nodded. Selling this "treasure" was the most practical thing, so she obediently closed her mouth.

"And you!" Jiang Yan remembered that last time, Jiang Xiaoyue almost offended Wu Bai. He whispered, "If you don't understand, don't speak. When will you stop being so stupid?"

"Dad..." Jiang Xiaoyue felt a bit wronged, pouting. How was she stupid?

Jiang Yan walked towards the center of the hall. It was already 8:10, why weren't the big appraisers here yet? They usually arrived early.

In the lounge on one side of the hall, a few people were standing or sitting, chatting.

Someone introduced the middle-aged man sitting on the sofa, wearing a gray shirt, as a wealthy boss of a pharmaceutical company in Shanghai.

The big fat man next to him was said to be a tycoon from Huacheng...

Jiang Yan walked over and smiled, "Mr. Lu, hello!" As he spoke, he hurriedly handed over the business card he had prepared.

Lu Mingxiang took his card and glanced at it. The boss of Taigongguan, Jiang Yan? Probably named after his surname?

After selling Yuzhenzhai, Jiang Yan naturally wouldn't use its name anymore. It was a name chosen by Yang Chongxuan, and he found it unlucky.

Recently, a popular TV series about the "Investiture of the Gods" was airing, so Jiang Yan had a sudden idea and named his new business Taigongguan, having business cards printed.

He wanted to use this opportunity to spread the name of Taigongguan, so everyone in Jinling who did antique business would know him.

"Mr. Lu, are you interested in bronze artifacts?" Jiang Yan hurriedly asked with a smile.

"Bronze artifacts?" Lu Mingxiang was genuinely interested and couldn't help but ask curiously, "You have one? What kind?"

"It's a bird zun, this big—" Jiang Yan said, gesturing, and added, "Mr. Lu, would you like to see it?"

Before Lu Mingxiang could answer, Cai Yuan saw Mo Ming and Yang Kang walk in and quickly stood up, calling out loudly, "Little Prince, over here, over here!"

Lu Mingxiang was taken aback, turned around, and saw Yang Kang. He forgot about Jiang Yan, stood up, and greeted him with a smile, "Little Prince is here too, come, sit down."

Yang Kang could only smile bitterly at this nickname. He chatted with Lu Mingxiang for a few moments and saw Jiang Yan standing to the side. His gaze swept over him, then pretended not to see him.

"Little Prince!" Cai Yuan, unlike Lu Mingxiang, was not so reserved. He pulled Yang Kang over and asked, "What did you bring today? Show us." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the black nylon bag in Yang Kang's hand.

Yang Kang pointed to himself and smiled, "I brought myself today, just take a look."

Everyone laughed at this.

"Little Prince looks good," Mo Ming went to get two glasses of red wine, handed one to Yang Kang, and smiled, "Even the Yuan blue-and-white and the Jilan glaze can't compare to Little Prince."

"Of course!" Cai Yuan actually agreed with Mo Ming.

Lu Mingxiang sniffed twice, smelling the faint medicinal scent on Yang Kang, and smiled, "Little Prince, my family is in the herbal medicine business. If you need any medicine, you can call me directly. I can assure you that my goods are genuine."

"Thank goodness, I've already been turned into a medicine pot!" Yang Kang hurriedly shook his head.

"Are the medicine pots in your house Yuan blue-and-white?" Cai Yuan suddenly asked.

"That's something only a fat guy would do, not a fool like me!" Yang Kang couldn't help but blurt out the phrase he remembered from Guo Fatzi.