On the outskirts of Shanghai, in a secret underground black market.
The background of the person in charge of the black market was very terrifying. No matter what it was, as long as you dared to make a move, he would dare to buy it.
Some national treasures were often traded here in secret.
Almighty Chu brought the blue and white porcelain he stole from Wu Shangpeng's house to the black market exchange.
"Old Li, take a look. Blue and white porcelain from the Ming Dynasty.”
Old Li was an appraiser here. He was about sixty years old, and half of his hair was white.
At this moment, he was holding a magnifying glass and carefully observing the blue and white porcelain that Almighty Chu had brought over.
After carefully observing everything, Old Li took off his reading glasses, put down his magnifying glass, and said,
"You can be considered an acquaintance. Although this blue and white porcelain is from the Ming Dynasty, it is not produced in an official kiln, so its collection value is lower. Let's be more straightforward and bid 6.5 million.”
According to Almighty Chu's judgment, if this blue-and-white porcelain was sold on the market, it would be about 8 million yuan. Perhaps due to some other factors, it would not reach 8 million yuan.
Old Li's offer was considered fair.
After all, this was the black market. Although the black market did not care where your treasure came from or how you obtained it. However, its main purpose was still to make profits.
Nodding his head, Almighty Chu agreed.
No problem, 6.5 million it is."
"Good! How refreshing!" Old Li laughed and said,"Please sit here for a moment. The money will be transferred to your account immediately."”
Sitting on the armchair, Divine Chu sipped his top-grade fragrant tea and waited leisurely.
The efficiency of the black market was very high. In less than a minute, Almighty Chu's phone rang. The text message on it showed that 6.5 million had been transferred to his account.
He stood up and said to Old Li," The money has been transferred. This transaction was very pleasant. Goodbye."”
Old Li also quickly stood up to send him off and said,"Mr. Chu, take care. I look forward to working with you next time.”
After leaving the underground black market, Almighty Chu was in a good mood.
Excluding the 5 million he had donated to the orphanage and the 6.5 million, the money in his card had exceeded 10 million. He had officially become a multimillionaire.
On the way back, Almighty Chu was thinking about his plan.
"Once the bike-sharing project starts, 10 million yuan is definitely not enough. It seemed like it was time to steal Xu Beihong's painting from the Japanese entrepreneur.”
In the two years he had been with Li Qiuwei, he had been ridiculed by her uncle, aunt, and cousin.
They often used God Chu to attack Li Qiuwei, mocking him for being a gigolo who lived off a woman.
Almighty Chu never cared about other people's opinions, but he couldn't tolerate them using him to attack Li Qiuwei.
Therefore, after he had mastered his lightness skill, he wanted to grow quickly and become someone who could shelter Li Qiuwei from the wind and rain. It made those who mocked Li Qiuwei for collecting gigolos shut their mouths.
Bike-sharing was Almighty Chu's first venture.
In the world before he transmigrated, bike-sharing was popular all over the country. Later, it even broke into countless western markets.
Among them, the motorcycle, which had been founded less than a year ago, was valued at 50 billion before it went public!
Such an astonishing speed of earning money was really amazing.
And Almighty Chu could totally replicate the successful path of bike-sharing in this world.
Once he succeeded, would Li Qiuwei's uncle and family dare to laugh at her for collecting gigolos?
……
In a mountain villa somewhere in Shanghai.
In the spacious hall, a middle-aged man around 45 years old held a light blue card in his hand.
The ethereal and poetic fragrance of tulips emanated from the card, and the words on the card were elegant and free.
The middle-aged man was Shuichi Minano, the person in charge of Japan's Thousand Red Chamber of Commerce in Shanghai. The Thousand Red Chamber of Commerce was one of the eight largest trading companies in Country R.
Shouta Minano looked at the card with extreme disdain, just like how he looked at the Asian employees in the company.
In the exquisite and luxurious hall, there were three other people besides Shuichi Minano.
It was a bald man, 1.9 meters tall. His muscles were hard and he looked like a bear. It was very scary. He was standing behind Shuichi Minno, acting as his bodyguard.
The other man was no different from a normal person, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he scanned his surroundings vigilantly.
At the same time, he placed his right hand under his coat and held a pistol tightly. In order to deal with sudden situations at any time.
The third person was a skinny and short old man. The old man had lost a lot of his hair, making him look like a vulture.
But whether it was the two men or Shuichi Minno, they were all very respectful to this vulture-like old man.
Shuichi Minano looked at the elegant words on the card and read softly,""I heard that you have the painting of Duke Xu's steed. You are full of energy and heroic spirit. Tonight is the day, I will come to get it on the moon. You have always been elegant and understanding. You will not let me go back and forth in vain.”
The man holding the gun sneered,"You want to take away the painting that Nanye-kun spent a lot of money to buy with just a piece of paper?" Then Chu Liuxiang was too conceited!”
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