Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 187 - 185: This Shouldn’t Be Real?

Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 187 - 185: This Shouldn’t Be Real?

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Chapter 187: Chapter 185: This Shouldn’t Be Real?

"A delivery? Oh, right, Boss. You kept talking about a delivery on the phone earlier, but I didn’t buy anything. Where’s this delivery from?"

He hurried to catch up with Fang Chenyi, his mind filled with questions.

He’d been so busy these past few days that his feet had barely touched the ground. When would he have had time to buy anything?

"Boss, you have a guest? Huh? Why does she look so familiar? Have we met somewhere before?"

Walking into the living room, he looked up and saw a scantily-clad woman sitting in front of the massive floor-to-ceiling windows.

When he saw her face, Wei Yilong frowned, trying to remember where he had seen her before.

But before he could finish thinking, Fang Chenyi walked over, hoisted the woman up, and before Wei Yilong could react, she was already hurtling toward him.

He instinctively reached out to steady her, only to realize something was wrong. Why wasn’t she reacting?

Taking a closer look, Wei Yilong blurted out, "Holy shit!"

"Holy shit, Boss, is this one of those... dolls? No wonder she looked so familiar, isn’t this Oosawa Marya? Uh, Boss, I didn’t know you were into this sort of thing~"

Sizing up the incredibly realistic doll in his hands, Wei Yilong couldn’t help but click his tongue in amazement. Seeing the look on his face, Fang Chenyi let out a sly chuckle.

"Heh heh, your boss isn’t into this. I brought it especially for you, you single dog. What do you think? Surprised? Do you like it? Haha, no need to thank me. You’re my little bro, after all. I’m an experienced man, and I’m telling you, before you win over your Su Tantan, you’d better not be messing around. This is a pretty good alternative."

Wei Yilong glanced at the doll in his hands, then at Fang Chenyi’s mischievous grin. After a moment’s hesitation, he actually nodded deeply.

"Yeah, you’re right, Boss. For my Tantan, I should remain as pure as jade! From now on, I’m resolved not to go messing around. In that case, thank you for your thoughtful consideration, Boss. Uh, I’ll be taking this treasure then. Oh, right, Boss, no one else knows about this, right?"

PFFT! COUGH COUGH COUGH.

Fang Chenyi, who had been smiling as he picked up his teacup for a sip, never expected the guy to just... accept it.

Seeing the guy’s self-righteous expression, Fang Chenyi nearly choked on his tea.

Seriously? He had imagined the guy would get angry out of embarrassment, he had imagined he’d throw the doll back at him, but he had never, ever imagined he would accept it with such peace of mind.

He had to admit, this guy was a real piece of work.

"Um, Boss, look, I just got back from the construction site. How about I go take a shower and change first, then come back and report to you?" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

After saying that, without waiting for Fang Chenyi to reply, he bolted out of the villa, clutching the doll.

"Uh..."

Watching the guy’s hasty departure, Fang Chenyi sat there with his teacup, at a complete loss for words.

In the end, he could only shake his head with a helpless smile. ’Perhaps this is the joy of a single dog.’

Since he needed to hear about the progress of the waste disposal company, Fang Chenyi had no choice but to wait in the villa for Wei Yilong to return.

With nothing better to do, Fang Chenyi stood up and started to "clean house" in the living room.

Of course, this "house cleaning" wasn’t about tidying up. It was about treating all the various arts and crafts decorating the villa as trash and tossing them into a woven bag.

[Host has picked up a replica Tang Bohu painting of a lady. System reward: 7,000 yuan. The reward has been deposited into the Host’s bank account. Please check your balance.]

After casually taking a painting off the wall in the living room hallway and tossing it into the woven bag, he was speechless. ’Going by the system’s reward ratio, this painting that got me 7,000 yuan probably only cost a few dozen yuan to make.’

In a flurry of activity, all the decorative paintings on the walls and various ornaments were tossed into the woven bag by Fang Chenyi.

Looking at the now-bare living room, Fang Chenyi nodded in satisfaction, then turned and went into his study.

There were quite a few good things in the study.

Especially the antique shelf on one side, which held no fewer than thirty to fifty miscellaneous items of all shapes and sizes.

He rolled up his sleeves, then grabbed a large porcelain vase and tossed it into the woven bag.

[Host has picked up an authentic Yuan Blue and White Porcelain great vase. System reward: 30,000,000 yuan. The reward has been deposited into the Host’s bank account. Please check your balance.]

Hearing this different notification tone in his mind, Fang Chenyi’s hand, which was reaching for the next item, froze. He was filled with suspicion.

’What’s going on? Did I mishear that? An authentic Yuan Blue and White Porcelain great jar? A thirty-million-yuan reward? It seems like all this stuff was put here for free by the developer. Have developers become this conscientious nowadays? Are they using real antiques worth tens of millions as decorations? But the villa itself is only worth about that much...’

In disbelief, he took out his phone and opened his text messages.

Staring at the long string of zeros, he saw it was indeed exactly thirty million.

After shaking his head in amazement, Fang Chenyi looked back at the items on the antique shelf, and his eyes started to sparkle. ’Don’t tell me everything here is authentic? Holy cow, how much would all this be worth?!’

He carefully reached out and picked up an inkstone that looked like a brick, muttering to himself, ’Could this be the legendary Great Wall brick inkstone?’

And you know, looking at its simple and unadorned feel, it really did look authentic no matter how he examined it.

To confirm his suspicion, Fang Chenyi picked up the "brick" and tossed it into his woven bag.

[Host has picked up one dilapidated brick. The system will not recycle this item. It has been stored in the woven bag. The Host may retrieve it at any time.]

"Uh... one dilapidated brick? Isn’t this supposed to be a brick inkstone?"

He picked up a few more items in succession and tossed them into the bag, but just like before, the most valuable one was recycled by the system for 800 yuan.

’Needless to say, that Yuan Blue and White Porcelain piece must have been mistaken for a replica and put here by accident.’

’But still, I have to admit, I’m really lucky!’

"Boss, Boss? I’m back, Boss!"

He casually picked up a small trinket, but before he could put it in the woven bag, Wei Yilong’s booming voice echoed from outside the open study door.

He glanced at his watch. It had been half an hour in total. ’Did I read too much into it?’

Shaking his head helplessly, he tossed the small object in his hand into the woven bag and started walking out of the study. As he walked, he grumbled:

"What are you yelling about? I’m in the study... dy..."

As Fang Chenyi was speaking, a system notification sounded in his mind. But it was completely different from the previous ones. This time, it had triggered the system’s special reward again...

[Host has picked up a dilapidated...

[To be continued...]

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