"What the hell are you talking about? It's all wrong. Kneel down and apologize!" It was not easy for Zhao Jiajun to seize this opportunity. He raised his voice, and the pleasure of humiliating Chen Yu surged in his heart.
Chen Yu glanced at Zhao Jiajun, as if he was looking at an idiotic child, and said, "Wei Zifu's jade ring is popular. It is true that it can be sold for a high price, which is also the point.
The more famous the jade, the more people would imitate it in order to make a profit. Even a piece of dragon-shaped jade from the Qing Dynasty could be fake, let alone the famous jade ring.
Setting aside the imitations of the later dynasties, there were no less than five people in the Han Dynasty who claimed to have inherited the jade ring from Wei Zifu and were willing to sell it in just a few short years.
"After that, along with the rampant counterfeits and the disappearance of the genuine jade ring that Wei Zifu handed down from generation to generation, the number of counterfeits became more and more worthless."
Chen Yu pointed at the exquisitely carved jade in Zhao Jiajun's hand and continued, "I cannot deny that it is made of good material and of high quality. It was also passed down from the Han Dynasty. Unfortunately, it is not authentic. It is impossible to sell it for tens of millions, but there are at least a million. I estimate it to be around 1.2 million yuan."
Listening to Chen Yu's logical and reasonable explanation, the classroom burst into an uproar.
"Oh my god, I was scared to death. I really think that the monitor dares to carry the treasures worth billions casually? I have the idea of committing a crime!"
"Even if it's a million, it's not a small number for us. Even if it's fake jade, it's passed down from the Han Dynasty. It's more than enough to be a family heirloom..."
The face of Zhao Jiajun became uglier and uglier. His eyes rolled back and he almost fell to the ground.
He was not in the mood to pay attention to the discussion of the crowd at all. When he finally came to his senses, he saw Chen Yu asking the students for the answers on the paper. Many students also gathered around him.
The student unfolded the paper and read, "It's an imitation of Wei Zifu's jade ring, made in the Han Dynasty. It's worth about 1.2 million yuan, exactly the same as what Chen Yu said."
The students in the crowd saw the words on the paper clearly. Sure enough, it was as Chen Yu said. They exclaimed again and felt incredible. When did Chen Yu's appraisal skill become so good?
Impossible. How could Chen Yu identify it? This is unreasonable! Zhao Jiajun found it even harder to believe. Chen Yu was right. he had lost just like that!
Amidst the uproar, Chen Yu stretched out his hand and boldly demanded, "Zhao Jiajun, if you are willing to bet, you must accept your loss. From now on, this jade ring is mine."
Zhao Jiajun grasped the family heirloom tightly, stepped back hurriedly, and regretted, "I won't give it to you. I can give you money!"
What a joke! This was his family's heirloom that was worth a million, and if he gave it away, countless people would laugh their teeth off. It was very likely that his father would beat him to death!
"Unless you're able to give me 1.2 million on the spot, otherwise there's no room for discussion." Chen Yu resolutely refused and pressed on.
If others did not offend him, he would not offend them. If others offended him, he would not retreat blindly. When it was time to fight back, he would never show mercy.
Zhao Jiajun retreated all the way to the corner, and his face looked even uglier than if he had swallowed a dead mouse.
Although his family was an antique family, it was just an ordinary family. He couldn't afford more than one million yuan. He decided to cheat and shouted, "What do you want to do? Rob?"
It was the simplest moral code to admit defeat. Seeing that Zhao Jiajun didn't admit it, many students looked at him with contempt. Apart from watching the fun, they didn't intend to intervene at all.
"You can't take a loss? Do you have honesty? Hand it over!" Chen Yu ridiculed with disdain as he forcefully pried open the Zhao Jiajun's hand and got the jade ring.
"Thank you. I'm very happy to bet with you. What treasures do you have at home? Don't forget to take them out and broaden my horizons!"
"Chen Yu, you motherfucker! You're going too far!" In his rage, the Zhao Jiajun couldn't care about anything else, and he raised his fists at Chen Yu with the intention of seizing back the family heirloom.
Chen Yu's eyes glistened brightly as he clearly captured Zhao Jiajun's movements and the trajectory of the attack, and he easily avoided it before raising his leg and kicking out.
Zhao Jiajun staggered a few steps and fell down awkwardly on his back. He was in so much pain that his face was distorted and his eyes were full of anger.
Many students who were watching were amused and ashamed of Zhao Jiajun's behavior. "I didn't expect the monitor to be such a person who can't afford to play. He really brings shame to our Department of Archaeologicalism..."
Chen Yu toyed with the jade ring in his hand and said playfully, "It's an imitation of a woman's stuff. It doesn't suit for you. I'll melt it later and get a thumb ring to play with."
Of course, he wouldn't be stupid enough to do that. He just wanted to anger the Zhao Jiajun and take revenge for this guy who looked down on him before.
"You..." Since he was young, Zhao Jiajun had never suffered such humiliation. The feeling of being looked down upon by both enemies and crowd at the same time was really hard to bear. His heart was attacked by anxiety, and his vision darkened. He almost fainted.
After winning a piece of fine jade that was worth more than a million, Chen Yu's mood was extremely good and he didn't want to waste his time with Zhao Jiajun. He laughed loudly, turned around and walked out of the classroom confidently.
Looking at Chen Yu's back as he left, many students secretly praised him in their hearts. He's so professional and handsome that he's able to fight and usually keeps a low profile.
"Only when one receives unfair treatment would one fiercely slap enemy in the face. This was exactly an example that we should learn from!"
Chen Yu didn't go back to the dormitory. He took the jade ring and went to the hospital to take care of Ms. Zhou.
Looking at Ms. Zhou's gloomy face and thin figure on the hospital bed, Chen Yu felt extremely distressed.
He thought that he used to be poor and couldn't do anything. But now that he was rich, he should fulfill Ms. Zhou's wishes one by one, so that when she woke up, she could see a beautiful world.
Ms. Zhou was most concerned about the orphanage and the children in there. She had been devoted for half of their lives.
Chen Yu decided to go to the bank tomorrow morning, take out one million yuan, and donate it anonymously to Happy House orphanage to improve the children's lives.
That night, he stayed in the hospital with Ms. Zhou and studied acupuncture for most of the night, trying to learn it as soon as possible and wake her up...
The next morning, Chen Yu appeared in Ninghai Bank.
"Sir, are you sure you transferred one million yuan in your bank card to the account of the Happy House orphanage via anonymous mean?"
The staff member saw that Chen Yu was dressed in ordinary clothes and was young. He did not look like a rich man at all. Was there a million in his card?
Chen Yu nodded without hesitation. "Yes, anonymous mean."
Many people who did charity donations were for the sake of fame, but he really wanted the children in Happy House to live a better life and he did not care about fame.
Moreover, he didn't want to expose himself. Otherwise, it would be too shocking that a student obtained great wealth, and it was better to keep a low profile.
The staff swiped the card and successfully transferred one million yuan. They looked at Chen Yu surprisingly. "He was really rich, and it was rare to see such a low-key second-generation rich!"
Read all chapters Free on Meganovel: https://m.meganovel.com/down/MNSM00110/31000218133