The True Heiress Is an All-Powerful Bigshot - Chapter 11

Chapter 11: The First Big Shot

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Laughter rang out, and everyone looked over.

Those malicious gazes swept over the girl without restraint.

The girl didn’t even look at him. Her expression was indifferent.

She put away the ancient coin and prepared to leave.

Behind her, there was mocking and laughter.

“Look, I told you to be nice. What if the little girl cries to her parents?”

“I’m doing this for her own good. This is the only way to toughen her. Seems like she’s…”

Before he could finish speaking, a slightly anxious voice sounded.

“Miss, my master wants to buy the Qin dynasty silver coin in your hand for six million yuan. I wonder if you’re willing to part with it?”

“…”

The smile on the young man’s face froze and he couldn’t believe what he was hearing.

What?

6 million for a coin that could be found anywhere?

Was he kidding?

The other people who were watching the commotion were also a little stunned and didn’t come back to their senses for a long time.

Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows and turned to look in the direction of the voice.

It was an old man in a Tang suit. His hair and beard were silver-white, but his footsteps were steady and powerful. He had an imposing aura.

a young man following behind the old man stepped forward and said in a negotiating tone, “If the price isn’t enough, you can increase it.”

His words caused an uproar.

“What kind of coin is that? Six million isn’t enough?”

“I heard just now that it’s some sort of Qin dynasty silver coin.”

“No way…”

“If it’s really silver from the Qin dynasty, it’s worth this price.”

A few years ago, at an international auction, silver from the Qin dynasty was sold for 7.6 million yuan.

“Silver from the Qin dynasty?” The young man was furious. “This is what I picked up by the river. Do you think silver from the Qin dynasty is as common as cabbages?”

If it was really silver from the Qin dynasty, wouldn’t he become a joke?

The old man placed his hands behind his back and said in a dignified manner, “Mu Cheng.”

Mu Cheng understood and took out a document. It was a certificate, written clearly in red and white—

National cultural relic appraiser.

Level eight.

The highest level.

“…”

This certificate silenced all the voices of doubt and was like a slap in the young man’s face.

Ying Zijin, on the other hand, looked at the certificate seriously and fell into deep thought. As expected, there were many new professions in the twenty-first century.

She nodded. “No need. This price is just right.”

“Alright, thank you for accepting the offer, Miss.” Mu Cheng nodded and took out a black card as he said, “There’s six million yuan in it. It can be used internationally as well.”

On the upper right corner of the black card, there was a golden iris.

Ying Zijin’s gaze paused for a moment, then she raised her eyes slightly.

The bank where she used to keep her gold didn’t go out of business.’

“No, I’m not selling it anymore!” Seeing the black card, how could the young man hold it in anymore? He suddenly stepped forward to snatch the ancient coin from the girl’s hand. His actions were very aggressive. “Give it back to me!”

He had picked it up, so the money should belong to him.

The girl raised her right leg with an impassive expression.

It was a very casual action with a hint of indifference.

However, this kick sent the young man flying a few meters away.

“Bang.”

The surrounding people were dumbfounded.

Only then did Ying Zijin hand over the ancient coin and take the black card. “Thank you.”

Mu Cheng was stunned and said dazedly, “… You’re welcome.”

Not to mention Mu Cheng, even the old man in the Tang suit was a little shocked and his gaze became more probing.

What surprised the others even more was that the manager, who rarely ever appeared, actually came and had a dark expression on his face.

“There are rules in the underground market. You want to take back what you sold? Confiscate this person’s permit. You won’t be able to enter the underground market in the future.”

With that, he turned around and bowed to the girl. “I’m sorry that you experienced this.”

Ying Zijin put the black card into her pocket and said, “I’m fine.”

Six million yuan was enough to last her for a while.

After the manager heaved a sigh of relief, he turned around and instructed the security guards to carry the young stall owner out.

Not far away, the bartender, who had seen everything, was silent for a moment. Then, he said, “That friend of yours seems a little intimidating.”

Such a frail little girl could actually kick such a big man so far away.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Fu Yunshen said with a mirthful look in his eyes, “She’s clearly very well-behaved and cute.”

The bartender was speechless.

He idealized her a little too much.

But he was still puzzled. “Why didn’t you go yourself? Isn’t it good to be a hero saving a damsel in distress?”

Why did he have to do something so unnecessary as to get the management to do it?

Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered and he chuckled as he said, “I can’t go.”

The bartender looked surprised. “Why?”

“Because—” After Fu Yunshen pondered for a moment, he said with a smile, “I have to be considerate of the kid’s feelings. After all, we just said goodnight to each other two hours ago.”

If they met again in the underground market, wouldn’t that be awkward?

However, he had already guessed that she would come to the underground market after hearing Nie Chao’s words.

Upon hearing this, the bartender was even more speechless. “I think you’ve been spending all your time trying to please a certain woman ever since you came back.”

He even had to take care of such a trivial matter. He really couldn’t get more attentive.

He was still wondering why this young master had given himself the image of a profligate kid.

“What are you talking about?” Fu Yunshen lowered his head as he said, “Do I need to please anyone?”

The bartender looked at the man’s mesmerizing face.

**

On the other side, in an alley.

“Old Master, if only we had come earlier.” Mu Cheng said, “We wasted six million.”

Although six million yuan was nothing to them, it was better to save as much as possible.

“It’s not a waste.” The old man waved his hand and a smile appeared on his face. “At least I got to see an interesting little girl.”

Mu Cheng quickly understood. “Are you referring to her kick just now?”

“That’s right,” the old man said indifferently. “And she didn’t buy this ancient coin out of sheer luck.”

Mu Cheng hesitated. “That’s impossible…”

He knew that after Mu Heqing retired, he didn’t have any other hobbies besides collecting antiques and donating them to the National Museum.

Mu Heqing didn’t say much. After he coughed a few times, he said, “Let’s go.”

Mu Cheng followed. Just as he was about to ask again, he saw the old man clutching his chest. Then, he suddenly spasmed and fell to the ground.

Mu Cheng was shocked and rushed forward as he shouted, “Master!”

No one expected Mu Heqing’s symptoms to act up at this time. They didn’t even bring a doctor.

Mu Heqing’s body had always been tough. However, before he retired, he was shot in the chest. Although he had woken up afterward, he had sequelae that would flare up from time to time.

However, he had just undergone surgery a while ago, so it shouldn’t have acted up again so quickly.

What should he do now?

Miss Meng was far away in the capital, so she couldn’t make it here in time.

Mu Cheng was so anxious that his forehead was covered in sweat. He reached for the medicine with trembling hands, but he couldn’t feed it to him.

Just as he was panicking, a voice sounded from behind him.

“Don’t let him slouch. It’ll make it harder for him to breathe. Let him lie flat on his back.”

Mu Cheng looked up in surprise.

The girl was standing just outside the alley.

After taking a few steps closer, she squatted down and placed her hand on Mu Heqing’s pulse. Then, her eyebrows twitched.

Mu Cheng finally reacted. When he saw the girl’s actions, he was shocked and furious. He suddenly smacked her hand and scolded sternly, “Don’t touch him!”

Who was Mu Heqing?

If something happened to him, no one would be able to take responsibility.

However, his hand couldn’t touch her at all and was smacked to the ground.

Mu Cheng took a deep breath and asked with even more angrer, “What exactly do you want to do?”

Ying Zijin was still checking his pulse as she replied, “Save him.”

Mu Cheng acted as if he had heard something funny. “You’re just a little girl.”

Other than a few people in the ancient medical field, who else in the country dared to say that they could save Mu Heqing?