"Master Wang, since you're short on money, I can make you a business offer," Yang Qi said suddenly.
"Please speak, Mr. Yang!"
Although Yang Qi had rendered his painting worthless, Wang Nantian admired the young man's abilities. Therefore, he wasn't angry; on the contrary, he felt a certain respect.
"Could you sell me the pendant on your waist?" Yang Qi asked.
Wang Nantian was startled for a moment. He didn't actually know the origin of the pendant himself. He had spent a million to buy it at an auction simply because he found it appealing. At the time, many people said it wasn't worth the price, that it was just a piece of jade worth a few dozen dollars.
And now Yang Qi has taken an interest in it. Could there be more to this stone?
"Mr. Yang, how much are you offering?" Wang Nantian asked.
"One billion. You won't be at a loss," Yang Qi said nonchalantly.
One billion was basically all he had left. Any more, and he wouldn't be able to afford it.
"What!"
