Romantic Medical Immortal-Chapter 225: The 80 Million Bank Card

Meanwhile, inside the Antique Association,

after Chu Wanhai and Lin Wan had left, Yang Cheng slowly put away his phone, turned to Elder Qin, and respectfully bowed, saying:

"Thank you, Elder Qin, and all the seniors of the association for upholding justice!"

Elder Qin looked at the young man before him with eyes full of appreciation: "No need to be polite, lad. Gold will always shine, what’s yours cannot be taken away."

To be honest, Yang Cheng could see why Elder Qin appreciated him.

Young in age, yet so composed in the face of such astonishing wealth, that in itself was something admirable.

One billion six hundred million is indeed a lot!

But compared to the several billion in debt owed by his father, it wasn’t really much.

When Peach Blossom’s richest man comes to collect the debt, these funds would be lost immediately, which was why Yang Cheng was calm.

Thinking of this, Yang Cheng turned to Yang Rou and spoke softly: "Sis, come with me, I want to discuss something with you."

"Okay!" At this moment, Yang Rou’s mind was blank, and she immediately followed Yang Cheng to a corner.

"Sis, I’m planning to convert these treasures into cash directly, given my father’s huge debts. I want to settle his debts as soon as possible."

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, staring at Yang Rou.

"Sure!"

These treasures were purchased by Yang Cheng himself, so Yang Rou naturally had no objections, and she quite agreed with Yang Cheng’s plan, saying: "Now that we have money, we should indeed repay the debts owed by the elders. This one billion six hundred million should probably be enough."

"Ha, what are you thinking?"

Yang Cheng gave a helpless smile and said: "You don’t know, my father owes twelve billion!!"

"How much??"

Hearing this figure, Yang Rou froze, a look of shock she couldn’t conceal emerging on her face. She had heard from her mother that Yang Cheng’s father owed a lot of money, but she didn’t expect it to be this much.

Twelve billion!

That was a number she couldn’t even imagine in her dreams.

She swallowed hard and asked: "Xiaochen, I want to know, how did he manage to owe so much money?"

"Alas, it’s something not easy to explain in a few words, but it’s because of a gambling agreement."

Yang Cheng gave a helpless sigh.

"Ah, a gambling agreement, I see, no wonder."

Yang Rou suddenly understood, and once she regained her composure, she immediately said: "In that case, let’s quickly sell it off, see if we can use this money to buy some time."

"Alright!" Yang Cheng nodded lightly, then turned and approached Elder Qin.

Now that the antiques were appraised, no one intended to leave as they all wanted to know how Yang Cheng planned to handle these treasures.

One billion six hundred million!

This could easily allow a family to live a luxurious life without any financial worries.

Yang Cheng nodded lightly and walked over to Elder Qin, saying: "Elder Qin, I would like to entrust these three items to the association for processing, directly convert them to cash. Would the association be convenient to handle this?"

With these words, it was like a drop of cold water was added to a pot of boiling oil!

"Wow—!"

The hall once again erupted with uncontainable exclamations!

One billion six hundred million worth of treasures, without even letting them warm up, directly being sold?!

This young man... such composure!

Composed to the point of being frightening!

Upon hearing this, Elder Qin was momentarily stunned, then his eyes shone with undisguised joy!

He had just been considering how to approach Yang Cheng to see if the association could purchase them first or help find top-tier buyers.

Unexpectedly, Yang Cheng offered it voluntarily!

This was like finding a pillow when feeling sleepy!

"Convenient! Absolutely convenient!"

Elder Qin immediately stepped forward, shook Yang Cheng’s hand, and said excitedly: "Rest assured, lad, the association will strive to maximize your interests in the most professional and fair way! Regarding commission, the association will only charge the minimum symbolic standard, and... the five percent appraisal fee today is waived! Let’s consider it making friends!"

This declaration was full of sincerity, demonstrating the level of importance Elder Qin placed on the three treasures.

Waiving the appraisal fee was a minor thing, but actively reducing the commission and promising to strive for the best price was no small favor.

Yang Cheng was quite satisfied with this arrangement, understanding that he had limited foundations and holding such great treasures would be more of a curse than a blessing.

Moreover, the Antique Association had a reputable brand and wide channels, making them the most secure and efficient option.

As for the price, with Elder Qin’s involvement and the actual value of the treasures being clear, he wouldn’t suffer a loss.

"Then I’ll trouble Elder Qin and the association."

Yang Cheng nodded in gratitude.

"Great! Quick and decisive!"

Elder Qin was overjoyed and immediately arranged for the association’s finance and legal staff to come forward, signing a formal consignment sale agreement with Yang Cheng and processing the transaction.

Due to the large amount, the funds couldn’t be fully accounted for immediately.

However, the association promised to pay fifty percent of the total estimated value within three days as a deposit.

Once the treasures were successfully sold, the remaining amount would be settled in one go.

Yang Cheng carefully reviewed the terms of the agreement, confirmed everything was correct, and signed his name on the agreement.

After finishing this, Elder Qin handed Yang Cheng a bank card, saying: "Lad, this is a special bank card from our Antique Association, it contains eighty million in funds, you can withdraw or transfer at any time."

"Elder Qin, I’ll trouble you with the subsequent matters."

Yang Cheng accepted the bank card, thanking him again.

"Rest assured, lad, the association will contact you as soon as there are any developments, take care on your way."

Elder Qin solemnly promised and personally saw Yang Cheng and Yang Rou to the entrance of the association.

...

Exiting the grand doors of the Antique Association!

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, looking at the bustling street of the antique market, he was in a very good mood.

Initially, he came along with Yang Rou to save face for Chu Wanhai, thinking of whether he could make some money by purchasing some antiques using his X-ray Vision.

But unexpectedly, not only did he make money!

He made a whopping one billion six hundred million, with eighty million already in the account and another eighty million on its way.

Now in his hands, he practically held one billion in cash!

Damn, it feels really good to have money.

But thinking of the twelve billion in debt owed by his father, his mood became heavy again.

To clear his father’s external debts, he must continue to work hard to make money.

"Sis, let’s go."

Yang Cheng said softly to Yang Rou.

"Okay!" Yang Rou nodded, her heart still racing with joy yet tinged with unease.

She followed closely behind Yang Cheng, just wanting to leave this place of trouble quickly.

The two walked along the antique street towards the main road, preparing to hail a taxi to leave.

However, as soon as they reached a relatively secluded corner at the intersection.

A few black SUVs, like lurking beasts, unexpectedly charged out from the alleys on both sides.

The tires screeched against the ground, instantly blocking the path forwards and backward!

"Crash!!"

The car doors were violently pushed open!

More than a dozen strong men wearing black vests and showing fierce tattoos jumped out of the cars, each with a fierce gaze, holding baseball bats, steel pipes, and some even had bulging waists, clearly hiding weapons.

The leader was a bald, strong man with a long scar on his face, his eyes as cold as a viper. He had a cigarette between his lips, his gaze recklessly scanning over Yang Cheng and Yang Rou, finally fixing on Yang Cheng.

"Kid, are you Yang Cheng?"

The scar-faced bald man spat out the cigarette butt, crushed it underfoot, his voice hoarse and deep, full of hostility.