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21: Which one is true?
Chen Su only realized what was happening after reading further down.
Damn, it turns out this is a brothel.
It's still more reliable to go and ask around in person at physical shops.
He dialed He Youwen's number.
"Xiao Wenzi, can I still get my electric scooter back?"
He Youwen, on the other end of the phone, gave a helpless smile.
"Suer, I told you, if you run into this kind of trouble, you have to call me immediately. Once the ticket is issued and the bike is towed away, what's the use of calling then?"
"I was just blinded by anger at the time."
It wasn't a matter of scarcity, but of inequality.
Mainly because he saw someone with the exact same bike not getting caught, and his temper flared up instantly.
He was in such a rush to argue with those officers.
How could he have remembered to call He Youwen?
"You can pick up the bike tomorrow, but you still have to pay the fine for not wearing a helmet."
"Fine, fine, fine, I got it."
"They're doing a city-wide cleanup recently, so you'd better watch out. They're specifically targeting people like you who ride without helmets..."
He Youwen was busy lecturing him over the phone.
"Beep— Beep— Beep—"
The phone suddenly emitted a dial tone.
Chen Su, annoyed by his nagging, had hung up the phone... Maple City Cultural District.
Chen Su was carrying his bag of coins, going from shop to shop looking for a buyer.
By now, he was at the third shop.
"Young man, these coins of yours are all junk; they have no value at all."
"No way, boss, take a closer look. These were passed down from my great-great-great-grandfather; they can't be fake."
The boss was speechless.
Who do you think you are, Big Bad Wolf? Great-great-great-grandfather, indeed.
These were just the boss's internal thoughts, so naturally, he wouldn't say them out loud.
After being turned away by three shops, Chen Su decided to give up.
It seemed the people in Maple City's antique circle weren't skilled enough to understand them.
Just as Chen Su stepped out of the shop, he looked up and saw Old Jin Antique Shop across the street.
He seemed to have seen an advertisement for this shop yesterday.
Chen Su thought to himself.
Since I'm already here, I might as well try one more time.
He stepped into Old Jin Antique Shop.
"Young brother, are you here to buy treasures or sell them?"
The boss was a middle-aged man around fifty years old.
He greeted Chen Su enthusiastically as soon as he entered.
When he spoke, he revealed two large gold teeth in the front; no wonder he was called Old Jin.
Chen Su placed the bag of coins on the table. "Selling. Help me see how much this bag of coins left by my great-great-great-grandfather is worth."
Old Jin placed the coins on the table one by one.
He began to examine them carefully with a magnifying glass.
From time to time, he would bring a coin to his nose to sniff it.
He blew on them and held them to his ear to listen to the resonance... Half an hour later, Old Jin picked out a single coin from the pile.
"Young brother, this bag of coins are all fakes, except for this one in my hand."
Chen Su was delighted to hear this; finding even one was better than none.
"This coin was issued by the Wang Jingwei Puppet Government during the Republican era. There are quite a few of this type on the market. If you're willing, I'll take it off your hands for 200 yuan."
Clearly, the coin Old Jin found was not either of the two coins from the Ming or Qing dynasties.
Before Chen Su could even feel happy, he was doused with a bucket of cold water.
"Never mind then, I'm not selling."
He used the bag to scoop up the coins on the table, preparing to leave.
"Young brother, if you're not happy with the price, we can talk. How about 300?"
"Not selling, not selling."
"400, 400!" Old Jin said, gritting his teeth.
Old Jin eventually raised the price to 600 yuan, but Chen Su still didn't budge... Returning home, Chen Su put the coins into the safe.
After all, they were worth over a million, even if he couldn't sell them right now.
In the future, he might encounter someone who actually knew their value.
It wouldn't be good if they were lost.
After putting them away, Chen Su turned on the TV.
When he was still with Xu Jing, the TV at home was always occupied by her binge-watching dramas.
Chen Su had hardly watched it more than a few times.
Now that he lived alone, it was quiet, and he could enjoy everything by himself.
He didn't have to deal with her manipulation anymore.
"Being single is actually quite nice," Chen Su lamented.
Ever since he got the system, Chen Su seemed to have developed a liking for watching the news.
Every night after dinner, if he had time, he would sit in front of the TV and watch the News Broadcast.
Different people have different insights when watching the news.
Some people who make big money use the news to understand the direction of policy changes in order to make wise decisions.
Chen Su was currently unemployed, but with the system, he dared to dream of making a fortune.
He also hoped to pick up some clues from the news so that his dreams could come true sooner... It was now 10:30 PM, and the Prosperous Heaven Group headquarters was still brightly lit.
General Manager's Office.
"Well done, Zhang Lili. You actually spent 150,000 to hire a private investigator to follow me."
Liu Tianchuan was fuming with rage.
Last time at the Yuecheng International Hotel, Zhang Lili had left several scratch marks on his face.
Worried about scarring, Liu Tianchuan had spent over a week visiting the best dermatologists in Maple City and applying prescribed ointments.
The company was rife with rumors about his romantic escapades.
"Can you find out who he transferred the money to?"
The man opposite Liu Tianchuan nodded.
"It's been found. The recipient is Chen Su."
"Who? Chen Su?"
"Yes, the same Chen Su you fired a while ago, President Liu."
"Well, Chen Su, I really underestimated you," Liu Tianchuan said through gritted teeth.
"I remember that Ye Sheng who used to work at our company. Didn't he leave to start his own business? He was very close with Chen Su. Go see what that kid has been up to lately."
"Yes, sir."
Liu Tianchuan stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, his knuckles gently tapping against the glass. His eyes were deep, and it was unclear what he was thinking... Midnight arrived again at Chen Su's home.
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[Today's Intelligence (Rank C): The final wave of cold air this year is moving south. In ten days, it will bring heavy rain and hailstorms. Several southern provinces will be severely affected by the hail, and the price of Honey Peaches will soar to 28 yuan per catty.]
Heavy rain and hail?
Chen Su opened his phone to check.
The current market price for Honey Peaches was 13 yuan per catty. In other words, if he hoarded a batch of peaches now and sold them in ten days...
He could make a huge profit.
Maple City was a major producer of Honey Peaches, which saved Chen Su a lot of trouble in his procurement process.
He currently had about 600,000 yuan at his disposal.
He postponed his plan to buy a car until after the heavy rain.
Firstly, purchasing the Honey Peaches required a significant amount of capital.
Secondly, the system mentioned heavy rain and hail. If he bought a car now, it might get flooded or damaged by hail.
Wouldn't that be a huge loss?
With a plan in mind, Chen Su turned off the light and went straight to sleep... The next day, he got up early and went to the fruit market to do some research.
Through indirect questioning, he found out which district or county under Maple City had the best quality Honey Peaches.
And which district or county had the cheapest wholesale prices.