Chapter 28: Transactions (3)

  "Then it's 140 million! Old Cai is an expert, whatever you say goes! Xiao brother, let's sign a transfer agreement, I'll issue a check to you right away, what do you think?"

  Song Huishan's warm and generous voice rang out, his collection mostly consisted of various wooden items. In fact, looking at the century-old red wood furniture in this room, you can tell his hobby. So he is also very clear about the value of some of these wooden products. The wooden box made by Xiao Ye, the gold silk nanmu itself is worth around 1 million, and the carving skills from the early Ming dynasty are worth over 10 million. However, when added together, it's not as simple as one plus one, often several times or even tens of times more. The price offered by Professor Cai may be a bit low for an auction house, but after deducting the promotion and auction fees, the difference is not that big. That's why private transactions are more popular now, so both parties can save some considerable expenses.

  Song Huishan's entry into the collection industry was influenced by his grandfather, who also came from a scholarly family and had several imperial scholars in his ancestry. He had been interested in these things since he was young, but when war broke out, his grandfather joined the army and became a general. After liberation, he took off his military uniform and began to participate in socialist construction. After retiring, he again devoted himself to collecting antiques. Song Huishan grew up with his grandfather and also fell in love with collecting under his influence.

  In just a few days, it will be his grandfather's 100th birthday. He has been wanting to give his grandfather a unique gift, but he hasn't found one yet. The day before yesterday, Old Cai returned from the deep sea, and he called Old Cai to see if he had encountered any unique treasures in the deep sea. Old Cai mentioned this wooden box, and Song Hu Shan immediately liked it very much. His grandfather also likes collecting wood products very much. When he was young, his collection of wood products reached a state of madness. In order to study the craftsmanship of ancient wood products, the old man even went to learn carpentry specifically.

  Song Hu Shan made a phone call, and in less than 15 minutes, a man who looked like a secretary handed two printed copies of the agreement to Song Hu Shan. Song Hu Shan glanced at them briefly before handing them over to Xiao Ye. Unlike Song Hu Shan, Xiao Ye did not glance at them casually but instead read them carefully, also to avoid trouble. The agreement was simple, just some notes, listing the items being transferred and the amount, and once both parties signed it, that would be the end of it.

  Besides, in this antique business, there's no such thing as checking the back account. Everything is done face-to-face, and if you end up buying a fake item, it's because your eyes aren't good enough, not because of anything to do with the seller.

  Xiao Yu carefully read through each clause, saw that there was no problem, and filled in the name of the wooden box and the transfer amount in the blank space. He then signed his name on both copies of the agreement and handed them back to Song Hu Shan. Song Hu Shan had been eagerly waiting for this moment, as he wanted to prepare a birthday gift for Old Master, but he had been unable to think of anything suitable over the past few months. With Old Master's birthday approaching soon, he was about to settle for something ordinary when he came across the wooden box. So, after receiving the agreement from Xiao Yu, Song Hu Shan quickly signed his name on it. Then, his secretary handed over a check, which Xiao Yu took with a few swift strokes of his pen.

  Xiao Yu took the check and put it into his backpack without even looking at it, as if it was a 100 RMB note rather than a million-dollar check.

  Zhou Ruoying saw Xiao Ye's appearance, and his eyes burst out with an unusual glow. He couldn't help but look up to Xiao Ye again, thinking: "He's indeed my brother!"

  Under Xiao Yu's unawareness, he had gained an additional sister, and it was impossible not to mention Zhou Ruo Ying's greatness.

  Mr. Cai and the secretary saw Xiao Yu's behavior, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes. If someone worth hundreds of millions of dollars received a check for tens of millions, they wouldn't be surprised at all. But as far as Mr. Cai knew, Xiao Yu's monthly salary was only 3,000 yuan, and he could ignore the tens of millions, which is extremely rare in today's society. This made Mr. Cai even more convinced that Xiao Yu was not a simple person.

  "Xiao brothers, you'd better take a closer look!" Song Hu Shan reminded kindly when he saw Xiao Ye not even glance at the check before putting it directly into his bag.

  "It's okay, I trust Brother Song!" Xiao Yu said with a faint smile. Thinking that there was nothing to see anyway, and even if he did, he couldn't tell what was real or fake. Moreover, as the Heavenly Master, if someone dared to deceive him, he wouldn't mind teaching them a lesson. Letting them know that the Heavenly Master wasn't so easy to fool.

  "Haha, alright, I acknowledge you as a brother!" Song Hu Shan laughed loudly and patted the table before standing up after hearing Xiao You say that.

  Song Hu Shan and these officials' sons, who were never short of money or power, often did things just for the sake of appearances. At this moment, hearing Xiao Ye say such a thing, they naturally felt their faces burning with pride.

  If someone who knew his identity and worth did this, he would think it was a matter of course. On the other hand, if someone who knew his identity and worth looked at the check carefully after taking it, he would feel that the other person was slapping him in the face. But Xiao Ye was different. Xiao Ye lived at the bottom of society where 10 million yuan was an amount that might not be earned in a lifetime. For such a person to trust him so much naturally made him feel his face swell with pride.

  "What are you talking about, brother? I'm telling you, Song Hu Shan, this is my appointed younger brother, no one can take him away!" Zhou Ruo Ying immediately became unhappy when she heard Song Hu Shan say he wanted to recognize this brother.

  "Go...go away! We, the masters, are talking here. What business do you have here, you little girl!" By now, Song Hu Shan's body no longer showed the calm and composed demeanor that Xiao You saw when he first arrived, but instead revealed his arrogant and overbearing side.

  Mr. Cai and the secretary were dumbfounded, Song Hu Shan and Zhou Ruo Ying were people they knew a thing or two about, with such a background as husband and wife, now actually quarreling over who was whose younger brother, their faces red with anger. Mr. Cai and the secretary looked at Xiao Yu sitting there with envy in their eyes.

  Watching the two quarreling, Xiao Yu was also stunned and stood there, unsure of how to mediate.

  "I'm telling you, Song Hu Shan, this is my brother, don't compete with me! Because I knew him earlier than you, I acknowledged this brother yesterday." Suddenly, Zhou Ruo Ying stopped arguing and smiled sweetly.

  "I..." Song Hu Shan opened his mouth but couldn't say anything.

  Seeing Song Hushan's appearance, Zhou Ruoying smiled triumphantly and said: "Yesterday in the car, my brother was examining our son when I recognized you. You can go play now!"

  Although they were quarreling, both of them knew what kind of people they were. At the moment when Zhou Ruoying spoke up, Song Hushan combined with Zhou Ruoying's performance just now and knew that there must be a reason. In fact, he was using the quarrel to ask who Xiao Yu was. And Zhou Ruoying took advantage of the situation to point out that Xiao Yu was the expert who treated their son on the train.