Chapter 52: The Yuan Dynasty Ancient Tomb and Cultural Relics

The next morning, Jiang Cheng was awakened by his cell phone ringing.

Finding that the caller was his brother, Qin Xiaoshu, he answered.

"Hey! Orange, let me tell you some explosive news, want to hear it?"

"Spit it out if you have something to say!" Jiang Cheng yawned, speaking with a hint of annoyance.

"Zheng Wanfu has gone mad!"

"What? Mad?"

Jiang Cheng bolted straight up from the bed, utterly shocked!

"Hehe! Orange, that bastard Zheng Wanfu was so angry that night he vomited blood and ended up in the hospital. When he came back, who knows what got into him, but he cut open every single raw jadeite stone in his entire yard. And guess what? They were all scraps! He went crazy right on the spot. His daughter has already put out an ad saying she wants to transfer ownership of the cutting yard!"

Hearing Qin Xiaoshu's description, Jiang Cheng merely gave a cold smile!

Truly, a man's greed knows no bounds!

Back then, when he drove for Zheng Wanfu and lost an eye, that bastard Zheng Wanfu tried to brush it off with a cartload of worthless scraps.

If it had only been that!

Later on, just to keep his job, he had lowered himself and begged Zheng Wanfu at the cutting yard.

With a sarcastic remark, Zheng Wanfu had tricked him into carrying over a hundred raw stone blocks, directly exhausting him to the point of collapse.

Yet not a single person at the scene cared, leaving him discarded on the ground like a dead dog, completely ignored!

Jiang Cheng would never forget the despair and humiliation of being deceived and toyed with by Zheng Wanfu that noon!

As for why Zheng Wanfu went crazy, Jiang Cheng naturally knew the reason.

To put it bluntly, it was because he couldn't stomach the fact that someone he had made a fool of had struck it rich right in his own yard.

Even though Zheng Wanfu had clearly made money himself, he simply had to be green with envy seeing others get rich.

Fantasizing that he could make a fortune overnight through gambling on stones just like Jiang Cheng, he cut open every single piece of material in his warehouse, only to find they were all scraps.

The intense contrast, coupled with the severe psychological gap, mixed with deep hatred and jealousy toward Jiang Cheng—

His mental state completely shattered, and so he went mad!

That bastard Zheng Wanfu had finally met his retribution!

Although his ending was unexpected, it was within Jiang Cheng's calculations.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Jiang Cheng said to Qin Xiaoshu, "Xiaoshu, isn't Zheng Wanfu's daughter planning to transfer the cutting yard? Go and take over the place! We need a warehouse!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xiaoshu instantly perked up, "You got it, Orange, just leave it to me! I'll definitely secure it for you for the lowest price possible!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Cheng got up and washed up.

He cooked a bowl of tomato and egg noodles and slurped them down.

At that moment, a news notification suddenly popped up on his phone, instantly catching Jiang Cheng's attention.

This was a local news push from Qingzhou City.

It reported that an ancient tomb had been discovered in farmland on the outskirts of Dongxing District, Qingzhou City. According to experts' preliminary estimates, it should be a tomb from the Yuan Dynasty, and archaeological experts were currently organizing preliminary excavation work at the site.

A few blurry photos were attached below, essentially just showing a few large pits and busy scenes of the staff members.

At a glance, the photos had clearly been taken from the perimeter.

As for the actual situation inside the tomb, naturally, that could not be reported!

Looking at the news description, for some reason, Jiang Cheng immediately thought of the conversation between Huang Kun and Xu Fei at the Qingjingyuan Hotel.

That conversation happened to mention a batch of cultural relics!

Jiang Cheng captured the crucial keyword: "cultural relics"!

If they were ancient pieces from a private collection, they would generally be called antiques or collector's items!

Whereas things that could be called cultural relics were generally items obtained from archaeological discoveries, which had to be handed over to the state!

Jiang Cheng clearly remembered that Huang Kun had used the word "cultural relics" rather than "antiques."

Jiang Cheng paused abruptly, as if realizing something, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"Could it be that the batch of cultural relics Huang Kun asked the Wasp Sect to handle came from this Yuan Dynasty tomb?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but feel a chill.

Isn't this fucking stealing from under the state's nose?

You have to admit, Huang Kun's guts were truly fucking massive!

Yet if cultural relics had been stolen, news should have leaked out by now!

Why hadn't the media reported it?

Could it be that he was overthinking things?

Could the cultural relics in the Yuan Dynasty tomb not be the same batch that Huang Kun asked the Wasp Sect to smuggle abroad?

After pondering for a moment, Jiang Cheng felt that finding the warehouse where Huang Kun's batch of cultural relics was stored remained the breakthrough point.

Regardless of whether they were the same batch, the fact that Huang Kun was trafficking in cultural relics was an indisputable truth!

Jiang Cheng knew that if this matter was handled well, these two social parasites, Huang Kun and the Wasp Sect, might all be wiped out in one fell swoop.

Just as he was deep in thought, his cell phone rang.

Seeing that the call was from Wang Hao, he was told that he was waiting downstairs.

Jiang Cheng tidied up and headed downstairs.

From afar, he saw Wang Hao and Lin舟 standing by the car.

Jiang Cheng smiled and walked over, looking Lin Zhou up and down; his arms seemed to be fine.

"Lin Zhou, are your hands alright?"

Lin Zhou bowed deeply to Jiang Cheng, his eyes filled with gratitude as he said, "They are already fine. Thank you so much, Mr. Jiang, for your great kindness!"

Jiang Cheng hurriedly helped Lin Zhou to his feet, "Don't! Lin Zhou, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been caught by the people of the Wasp Sect and gotten hurt either! Strictly speaking, I am the one who failed you."

Wang Hao chimed in from the side, "Mr. Jiang speaks too seriously. We are bodyguards and we take the young lady's orders; this has nothing to do with Mr. Jiang!"

Lin Zhou hurriedly pulled a bank card out of his pocket, handed it to Jiang Cheng, and said respectfully, "Mr. Jiang, to save me, you spent one million. This card contains my savings over the years; although it's only five hundred thousand, once I earn enough, I will definitely pay Mr. Jiang back the rest!"

Looking at the dead-serious Lin Zhou, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

He waved his hand and said, "No need. That one million was already earned back from the Wasp Sect last night! So, take this money back!"

Hearing Jiang Cheng's words, Lin Zhou and Wang Hao looked at each other in utter bewilderment.

Jiang Cheng helplessly took out his phone and showed them the income details.

Sure enough, last night Jiang Cheng had transferred out one million, but an hour or so later, one million three hundred thousand had been credited to the account.

Both Lin Zhou and Wang Hao were deeply shocked!

Could what Mr. Jiang said be true?

He had gotten out of the car halfway last night just to go make money off the Wasp Sect?

Their admiration for Jiang Cheng grew even deeper in their hearts!

"But..."

"There are no buts! Alright! Let's leave it at that! However, only the few of us know about this; make sure you don't leak it, understand?"

Lin Zhou and Wang Hao nodded, naturally understanding Jiang Cheng's meaning.

Seeing Jiang Cheng's resolute attitude, Lin Zhou stopped fussing and put the bank card back into his pocket.

However, Jiang Cheng's kindness to him was deeply etched in his heart.

Jiang Cheng patted Wang Hao on the shoulder, "Wang Hao! Take me to see Murong Xue! There are still four stone blocks left to be cut!"

Those four pieces of material were ones he had painstakingly won at the auction!

Those were behemoths worth a full five or six hundred million!

With this money, he, Jiang Cheng, was confident he could give his sister and Qin Xiaoshu a good life!

Not to mention that once these top-tier materials were sold to Murong Xue, her brand store would undoubtedly gain explosive fame, and the value of the 30% stake he had previously agreed upon with Murong Xue would skyrocket even further!

From now on, he could consider himself making money while lying down!

At this thought, Jiang Cheng could not suppress the excitement in his heart!