I Treat You as My Sister, But You Want to be My Wife?!-Chapter 46 - Reminder_1

“Shen Dong, how did you determine that this vase was produced during the Ming Dynasty Zhengde Period?” Wan Pengfei asked curiously.

“It’s based on the pattern on it,” Shen Dong said, “According to historical records, only porcelain from the Ming Dynasty Zhengde Period would feature this kind of pattern.”

“It was because a highly favored concubine in the imperial palace fancied this pattern.

The official workshops, aiming to cater to her tastes, produced vases with this pattern.”

“The pattern isn’t considered particularly beautiful; it just happened to be in vogue during the Zhengde Period but didn’t appear in later dynasties.”

This basic information was provided by the system, and Shen Dong was just reading from the script.

“Professional,” Wan Pengfei gave a thumbs up, thoroughly impressed.

Just listening to Shen Dong’s words was very convincing, making it seem like the appraisal was definitive and beyond doubt.

“Indeed very professional, it looks like I’ve struck gold,” Zhou Chengyu seemed very happy.

In his view, two hundred thousand wasn’t much; what mattered was whether his judgment was sound.

Hearing that Shen Dong said it was genuine put him at ease.

He didn’t doubt Shen Dong’s words at all, feeling that if Shen Dong said it was real, then the vase must indeed be real.

“Yuyan, Shen Dong is so incredible, not only can he make money trading futures, but he also has this skill; you’ve got to keep a close eye on him,” Li Kaiyao joked.

“Mhm,” Chen Yuyan’s eyes crinkled into crescents, her gaze toward Shen Dong sparkling with stars.

Such a husband must be held onto tightly.

She had only heard about Shen Dong finding a couple of big bargains; this was her first time watching Shen Dong appraise antiques.

Undoubtedly, what Shen Dong said sounded highly professional and convincing.

“Mr.

Zhou, I just gave it a try with my own judgment.

You should still find a professional and have it examined with instruments,” Shen Dong added.

“There’s no need for that, I believe what you say,” Zhou Chengyu said with a smile.

“Shen Dong, if this vase is genuine, how much is it worth?” Li Kaiyao asked.

“To tell the truth, I’m not very familiar with the antique market, so I can’t offer an estimate on how much this vase is worth.

It needs to be assessed by a professional to give a fair price,” Shen Dong said.

The Treasure Appraisal Master skill could only determine authenticity.

As for its value, Shen Dong had no idea.

That depended on the market conditions, which he was unfamiliar with, so it wasn’t wise to draw conclusions.

It was better not to feign knowledge about something he didn’t understand.

“As long as it’s authentic, the value doesn’t really matter,” Zhou Chengyu said with a laugh.

“That’s right, I’ll congratulate Mr.

Zhou on finding a great bargain,” Wan Pengfei bowed slightly toward Zhou Chengyu.

“Haha,” Zhou Chengyu laughed loudly.

Afterward, the group returned to their table and continued eating and drinking.

As the meal was drawing to a close, Zhou Chengyu mentioned he was going to the restroom.

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A thought struck Shen Dong, and after a little while, he said he needed to use the restroom and left the private room.

Arriving at the restroom entrance, he saw Zhou Chengyu coming out from inside.

“Mr.

Zhou, do you have time for a chat?” Shen Dong felt it was necessary to give Zhou Chengyu a heads-up.

Now that they were somewhat acquainted, even if Zhou didn’t believe his words, he would likely harbor some doubts.

As long as Zhou Chengyu didn’t go racing tonight, there would be no problem.

“Of course, no problem.” Zhou Chengyu was taken aback, then immediately nodded.

He was very curious, not knowing what Shen Dong wanted to discuss with him.

The two moved to the entrance of a stairwell.

Zhou Chengyu didn’t speak, just waited for Shen Dong to begin.

“Mr.

Zhou, that middle-aged man following you, he’s your bodyguard, right?” Shen Dong asked.

“Yes,” Zhou Chengyu nodded, his curiosity growing about why Shen Dong would bring up his bodyguard.

Shen Dong asked another question, “Mr.

Zhou, do you only have one bodyguard?”

Shen Dong’s gaze flickered, “Yes, what about it?”

Shen Dong spoke earnestly, “If I told you there’s something wrong with your bodyguard, would you believe me?”

Zhou Chengyu was startled, “Something wrong?

What kind of problem?”

Shen Dong slightly smiled, “I can’t give you detailed information, but if you trust me, you’ll know what to do.

You’re planning to race tonight, right?

I suggest you don’t go.”

According to information mentioned by the system, Zhou Chengyu’s death occurred during a car race, when his bodyguard had tampered with the racing car.

Zhou Chengyu’s eyes sharpened, his gaze flickering, then he said, “Mr.

Shen, thank you.”

“I’ll be heading back now.” Shen Dong gave a slight smile, turned around, and walked back to the private room.

He’d said what needed to be said; if Zhou Chengyu didn’t believe him, it was no longer his concern.

Watching Shen Dong’s retreating figure disappear, Zhou Chengyu’s expression cooled, and he took out his phone to dial a number, “Mr.

Cao, check on Akun for me right away.”

Mr.

Cao was Zhou Chengyu’s absolute confidant, someone his father had assigned to assist him – utterly reliable.

As for Akun, that was naturally the name of his bodyguard.

Regarding Shen Dong’s words, Zhou Chengyu largely believed them.

Shen Dong wouldn’t have said these things without reason.

From Shen Dong’s brief words, it was clear that the problem lay with the bodyguard, and participating in tonight’s race could lead to an incident.

In this situation, he had to get to the bottom of it.

Actually, with his background, encountering such situations was quite normal.

Unlike what many people knew, Zhou Chengyu might be a top-tier rich second generation from Hai City, but he was originally from Ao City.

His father used to be an overseer in a casino and, after hard work, became a gambling mogul in Ao City.

During the rise to becoming a gambling mogul, his father had made quite a few enemies.

It was normal for people to target him.

It wasn’t the first time he’d encountered such situations.

What he hadn’t expected was that the problem would come from his own bodyguard.

After all, this bodyguard had been with him for several years and was considered one of his trusted aides.

It seemed you really can’t judge a book by its cover.

Sometimes, the most dangerous people are those closest to you.

“Investigate Akun?” Mr.

Cao on the other end of the line was clearly stunned for a moment but quickly recovered, “Young Master, I understand, I’ll get right on it.”

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Chengyu returned to the private room.

Passing by his bodyguard, he didn’t show any sign of suspicion.

As a top-tier rich second generation, he had been through a lot and had developed a certain level of craftiness.