Chapter 93: Chapter 93: The Ten Thousand Yuan Antique
"You say I bumped into you, alright! Then tell me, where did I supposedly bump into you?"
Liu Zheng naturally couldn’t let things slide, so he loudly retorted as well.
As crowds began to gather, Huangmao Bin’s brother stopped making any physical contact with Liu Zheng.
He turned around and pointed at something behind him, saying, "I might be fine, but when I came out today, I was carrying this treasure of mine. He just came crashing into it, and now my treasure is damaged."
"Let everyone judge for themselves. I was walking along just fine, and his electric tricycle suddenly shot out, smashing my treasure to pieces. Don’t you think he should compensate me?"
As soon as Huangmao Bin’s brother finished speaking, voices from the crowd immediately chimed in.
"Right, he should compensate."
"That’s correct, I saw it clearly—the trike hit it, and the guy’s item broke. Plus, look, he’s just saying the item broke and isn’t claiming any injury to himself, so it’s obvious he’s not here to scam anyone!"
Liu Zheng cast a glance over the two who had spoken and instantly recognized them.
They were the two followers of Huangmao Bin’s brother, blending into the crowd and covering for their boss.
Of course, if it were someone else, Liu Zheng might indeed have had trouble determining if the other party was trying to scam him.
But it just so happened to be Huangmao Bin’s brother, and the moment Liu Zheng saw him, he knew the man was purposely trying to scam him.
Before, Bin’s brother had a grudge against him. Now, as Liu Zheng was driving, he popped up again, claiming Liu Zheng had startled him, and that his treasure was ruined—this was clearly intentional.
Just now, Liu Zheng had looked all around to confirm that no one was there before starting the vehicle.
The moment the vehicle moved, the other side jumped out, claiming to have been scared by him, and said that his treasure was broken—what else could it be if not a deliberate scam?
Liu Zheng glanced indifferently at the object on the ground.
It was a red lacquer box that seemed quite ancient.
The reason it appeared old was that the color was heavily flaked off, with hints of yellow showing through.
At first glance, it was obvious that it was an antique.
However,
as Liu Zheng scrutinized the box more closely, his head suddenly went "buzz" with a sound.
In that instant, Liu Zheng felt a piercing pain inside his head.
It’s hard to describe the feeling, but he clearly felt his body involuntarily sway a few times.
Huangmao Bin’s brother didn’t notice his condition.
At that moment, he was still in the midst of the crowd, fervently putting on an act.
"Wuu wuu wuu wuu... This is an item from my great-grandfather’s time, and also my great-grandmother’s keepsake, definitely a treasure."
Huangmao Bin’s brother’s acting was quite convincing, continuously waving his fists, expressing extreme grief.
"My father is sick now, and we have no money for his treatment. I had no choice but to sell this item. Even the money from the sale might not be enough to cure my father."
"And now, just great, it got smashed because he hit it. The item I wanted to sell is damaged and can’t fetch a good price. And my father is still waiting in the hospital... What am I supposed to do now?"
At this point, Huangmao Bin’s brother squatted down, then covered his face and started sobbing loudly.
His commotion actually worked, as quite a few people in the crowd began to overflow with sympathy.
Especially seeing Huangmao Bin’s brother crying so genuinely and painfully, the onlookers’ sympathy skyrocketed.
"Look at what you’ve done, ruining someone’s belongings. He can’t raise the money for his father’s treatment now. Hurry up and compensate him."
"Yes, yes, yes, hurry up. His father is still in the hospital waiting for treatment. If his father doesn’t get well and dies, you’ll be a murderer."
"Right! This is all your fault, just pay up quickly."
The onlookers condemned Liu Zheng one after another, blaming him for causing Huangmao Bin’s father to be unable to receive treatment.
Liu Zheng’s gaze swept over the box and then looked at Huangmao Bin’s brother before he asked, "If that’s the case, how much is your box worth?"
Seeing him actually inquire about the price, Huangmao Bin’s brother’s eyes flashed, and he felt incredibly pleased inside.
"This box... must be worth at least ten thousand yuan."
Hearing him say it was ten thousand, Liu Zheng couldn’t help but feel speechless.
This kid sure knew how to make a demand, he blurted out the exact amount he had borrowed from Qin Wanru.
Of course, Liu Zheng naturally understood that the demand for money was definitely targeted at him.
Meanwhile, Qin Wanru, who had already walked over but hadn’t quite grasped the situation, pushed through the crowd from the outside.
"Liu Zheng, what happened?"
"It’s nothing, you just relax."
Liu Zheng smiled, then glanced at Huangmao Bin Ge, chuckled, and without another word, took out the ten thousand yuan he had just borrowed from Qin Wanru from his pocket.
He weighed the money in his hand, then with a smile turned to the surrounding crowd and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, since you’re all here by chance, how about you all be witnesses for me. He just said this box is worth ten thousand yuan, and now I’m going to compensate him with this money."
After finishing his speech, Liu Zheng raised the ten thousand yuan in his hand and threw it at Huangmao Bin Ge.
Upon landing, the money hit Huangmao Bin Ge, making a "smack" sound.
This smooth move was done with Liu Zheng not even blinking an eye.
Stunned by his action, Huangmao Bin Ge looked at Liu Zheng incredulously.
He truly had not expected Liu Zheng to give up the money so easily.
Was this move not a bit too ruthless?
However, he quickly started to laugh, and it was a triumphant laugh.
Under normal circumstances, he believed Liu Zheng would certainly have haggled with him for a long time, and maybe even quibbled over some other things.
He truly hadn’t expected Liu Zheng to give the money over so readily.
Liu Zheng giving the money willingly was simply too satisfying.
With extreme delight, he slapped the money in his hand and looked at Liu Zheng with increasing contempt.
His attitude was clear, he was saying that Liu Zheng was sensible enough.
If he hadn’t been sensible, hadn’t surrendered the money easily, then his life would have been over.
As for the onlooking crowd, when they saw the matter had been perfectly resolved, they all laughed and then turned and left the scene.
With the excitement over, naturally, everyone went their separate ways, each returning to their own home.
Watching the onlookers leave, Liu Zheng smiled and then stepped toward Huangmao Bin Ge.
Huangmao Bin Ge was flipping through the stack of money in his hands, a look of excitement on his face.
But then.
Suddenly, a shadow flashed before his eyes, and he looked up to see Liu Zheng standing in front of him.
"What are you going to do?"
Liu Zheng glanced at him as if looking at an idiot, then forcefully shook his head and quickly walked past him.
Watching him pass by, Huangmao Bin Ge couldn’t help but feel a bit embarrassed.
His gaze followed Liu Zheng as he walked past, directly picking up the box from the ground.
It was only at this point that Huangmao Bin Ge began to realize something.
It turned out that Liu Zheng hadn’t come after him at all.
Originally, he thought Liu Zheng was planning to come over and beat him up after everyone else had left.
Seeing the scene unfold, Qin Wanru, however, started feeling a little indignant.
She stepped forward and said in defense, "What’s wrong with this box? I don’t see any damage; why are you demanding ten thousand yuan from someone?"
Hearing her, Huangmao Bin Ge grinned and replied, "Tsk, tsk! You shouldn’t be saying that. After all, my item is an antique, and now that it’s damaged, naturally, it needs at least ten thousand yuan as compensation."
