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Chapter 13 Rich

Yan Jun was taken away by the police, and Chen Feng followed suit and took notes and handed the evidence he collected to the police.

After that, Chen Feng drove home directly with a relaxed look on his face.

Yan Jun will have to shed his skin this time even if he doesn't die. It seems that he will be jailed. In short, the end will not be very good.

In this way, Chen Feng felt at ease.

As for going to work, of course he doesn't go to work.

However, not long after he returned to the rental house, he received a call from Vice President Zhang Delai.

After a few polite greetings and compliments, he expressed the hope that he could return to the company as the temporary acting manager of the planning department. This was his intention, and it was also what he recommended to Director Liu. Director Liu agreed. If he was temporarily acting,

If his performance is qualified, he can become a regular employee within a month or two at the earliest.

If he had not been terminally ill, Chen Feng would have been very excited at this time and would have been grateful to Zhang Delai.

But now, not only does he have a terminal illness and his time is running out, but even if he is not terminally ill, he is not short of money now, so why is he still working for others?

Therefore, Chen Feng simply refused and made another request to resign.

Zhang Delai was a little disappointed, saying that both he and Director Liu valued him, and that his resignation must be decided by Director Liu himself.

Chen Feng is not surprised by this. He will definitely not continue to work anyway. And he is very sure that he will resign this time, because he has a brain tumor diagnosis certificate from the hospital, and all employees are terminally ill. Your company won't let you resign?

Do you want to charge him liquidated damages?

There is no such reason in the world.

This was Chen Feng's biggest excuse for going to the company to cause trouble before. I'm terminally ill and about to die. To put it bluntly, I won't suffer a loss even if I kill you. It's already very merciful not to kill you, let alone just beat you up.

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As for resigning, of course there will be no problem.

In the end, we can only blame Yan Jun for being unlucky. He happened to meet the new boss, Director Liu, when he took office for inspection, and happened to hear Chen Feng expose the corruption within the company.

This really hit the target, and Yan Jun can only blame his own bad luck.

However, this also delayed Chen Feng's resignation. Of course, for Chen Feng, who was about to die and was not short of money, it actually didn't matter whether he resigned or not.

I went back to the rental house and picked up the sheep stone and went out again. First I went to the city's famous and expensive "Youjia Restaurant" to have a good lunch. It cost more than 500 yuan, which was only four dishes, but

After eating, Chen Feng was very satisfied. It is indeed expensive for a reason.

After lunch, we drove to Huichun Tang, the largest traditional Chinese medicine shop in the city. It is famous not only in the province, but also in the country. It can also be found in the top few of several time-honored brands.

Chen Feng went in and asked a young man in a white coat at the counter: "Do you accept medicinal materials?"

The young man in white coat shook his head and said: "We generally don't purchase them from outside. Unless they are rare medicinal materials, such as wild ginseng or something like that."

Chen Feng said: "I have a natural sheep stone here. Is it considered rare?"

After the young man in white coat was stunned for a moment, he nodded quickly and said: "Of course this counts. I will take you to Mr. Hu. He is the old shopkeeper of our Huichun Hall."

After saying that, the young man in white coat enthusiastically took Chen Feng to an office upstairs in Huichun Hall.

By the way, the young lady in the white coat is a beautiful girl with a face value of 80 or above, about 23 or 24 years old. She does not look like an ordinary person standing at the counter. The journey was smooth, and several people she met along the way smiled at her.

I am very familiar with Mr. Hu, the old shopkeeper.

After she brought Chen Feng into the office, she explained the purpose of her visit to Mr. Hu. Without Mr. Hu's instructions, she asked Chen Feng to sit down and then poured a cup of tea and handed it to Chen Feng.

Then she sat down herself, her posture completely unrestrained, and Mr. Hu seemed to be used to this.

After Mr. Hu briefly asked Chen Feng a few questions, Chen Feng took out the piece of sheep yellow and handed it over to him for appraisal.

Mr. Hu put on his reading glasses and looked at it carefully for a while, then sniffed it close to the tip of his nose, then took a magnifying glass to look at it carefully, nodded and confirmed: "It's natural sheep yellow, the quality is pretty good. How do you plan to sell it?"

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Chen Feng calmed down and said, "You should make an offer first. If the price is right, I will sell it. If the price is not right, I won't sell it."

Seeing this, Mr. Hu took out a small medicine scale and weighed it, and said: "Four taels and five cents, 225 grams. The current market price of natural sheep yellow depends on the quality, ranging from 30,000 to 100,000. Your quality is equivalent to medium

On the upper side, I’ll give you 60,000 per gram, what do you think?”

When Chen Feng heard this, his head was filled with blood, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated with excitement. 60,000 per gram, multiplied by 225 grams, is not more than 10 million. He originally thought that selling for 5 to 6 million would be a top dollar, so the ideal price was just

Four to five million.

And now such a sky-high price really shocked him completely.

Seeing that Chen Feng was silent, Mr. Hu frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Chen, are you not satisfied with the price?"

Chen Feng came to his senses, shook his head quickly and said: "No. To be honest, the price you gave me is much higher than I expected."

Chen Feng spoke very calmly, and his original excitement quickly calmed down.

More than ten million is a lot for him, but again, he is about to die, and no amount of money can buy him another few decades of life.

Therefore, the money is good, but it is not very useful to people who are about to die.

When Mr. Hu saw Chen Feng saying this and his natural expression, he couldn't help but nodded appreciatively and said, "That's right. You just met me this time. If you go to other pharmacies or auction houses, they may not give you something like this."

price."

Mr. Hu said it very frankly. He was not short of money. Moreover, this piece of natural sheep yellow was exactly the medicinal material he needed recently. It was used to prepare medicine for a noble person. He could reimburse it. There was no need to give it to the noble person's family.

Save money. In other words, Chen Feng didn't spend his own money when he bought this piece of sheep yellow, so he has nothing to feel bad about.

Chen Feng actually believed what Mr. Hu said. Even if he said 30,000 grams just now, Chen Feng would definitely sell it.

"I've been very lucky recently." Chen Feng said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Hu."

"You're welcome. I won't suffer any loss." Mr. Hu smiled and said directly, "Then it's settled, 60,000 per gram, a total of 225 grams, 13.5 million. You give me a bank account number and name, and I'll

Have someone pay you immediately."

"Ah, okay, thank you."

When Chen Feng asked for paper and pen, the beautiful woman next to him took the initiative and said: "You can send it to me on WeChat and I will forward it to you. There may be errors in handwriting."

Chen Feng thought about it, so he added her WeChat account and sent her his account number and name.

After Mr. Hu received it, he picked up his cell phone and called someone.

Then, Mr. Hu chatted with Chen Feng for a few more words, and within only ten minutes, Chen Feng received the bank arrival text message.

For safety reasons, Chen Feng also logged in to online banking on his mobile phone to check. The long list of account balances made Chen Feng feel dazzled.

I’m rich! I got more than 10 million in my account all at once.

When did it become so easy to make money? But it is that easy.

This sounds like a dream, but it is real.


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