The woman looked average. She had heavy makeup and strong perfume.

She was dressed in business attire: a suit jacket and short skirt. She carried a branded bag and was in a pair of red heels. She walked with a swagger, seeming very coquettish.

"Hello! CEO Chen, I'm waiting for you at XXX bus stop!"

The woman was on the phone and deliberately kept her distance from the people waiting for the public buses.

At this moment, an old man walked over.

The old man's clothes were tattered, and he was carrying a big sack on his back. There was a stench coming from him.

The old man was aware of this, so he planned to move further away.

But when he was moving, the sack on his back accidentally brushed against the woman's bag.

The woman was furious and started cursing at the old man indiscriminately.

"You old fart, are you blind?!

"Do you know how expensive my bag is? Now that you've touched it, I'll definitely need to send it out for cleaning for maintenance. Do you know how much the maintenance fee is?"

The old man quickly bowed and apologized, but the woman still won't let it go and continued to berate him.

"You're still picking up garbage at your age. If I were you, I'd just kill myself."

The people around them could not bear to listen anymore.

A bespectacled youth in a plaid shirt said, "Ma'am, this old man didn't do it on purpose. Besides, he has already apologized. Why are you harping on him like a mad dog!?"

Hearing that, the woman flew into a rage out of humiliation. "Who are you calling a mad dog! Stupid loser!"

"If you're not a mad dog, then what are you? Are you a prostitute?

"That makes sense. You're dressed so indecently. You're probably going to sell your body!"

Although the young man looked refined, his mouth was very sharp.

The woman was furious. She picked up her bag and was about to hit him.

The young man walked forward and pointed at his head. "Hit me here with all your strength. If you can't break it, you're a dog."

The people around them also joined in the jeering.

The woman raised her bag and was tempted to strike him.

Here, the old man came between them.

"Young man, forget it! I was in the wrong first. After all, her bag is so expensive, I deserve to be scolded."

"Sir, we can't just let this matter go. She should apologize for cursing at you like this." The young man looked indignant.

The old man sighed. "Forget it! I'm already old. I can handle a few ill words."

"That's right! He already all that, so why are you still meddling? Don't be a poor loser!" The woman put down her bag and rolled her eyes at him.

"And you people jeering? You'd be better off thinking about how to earn more money. Buy a car and don't squeeze into some lousy public bus."

Qin Chuan was closer to this woman, so he took an extra glance at her.

The woman looked at him and sneered. "What are you looking at, loser?"

Qin Chuan instantly became unhappy.

He initially did not want to get involved in this matter. However, this woman did not know what was good for her and scolded him.

In that case, he could only teach her a lesson.

Hence, Qin Chuan released his divine consciousness and instantly controlled the woman.

Next, the woman walked to the old man and dropped to her knees.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry…"

The woman kept kowtowing to the old man, and her forehead even started bleeding.

Everyone around was dumbfounded.

The old man was also surprised.

After the woman finished kowtowing, she started to slap herself.

The sound was crisp and clear. Red palm prints instantly appeared on her face.

She shocked everyone present.

But they had no intention of stopping her.

She had such a vicious mouth! She deserves it!

Someone made a call.

"Hello, is this a mental hospital?

"I think there is a mentally ill person here.

"It's a woman. She looks normal, but her behavior isn't.

"She scolded us first, then suddenly knelt and kowtowed. Now she's slapping herself.

"The address is xxxxx."

A mental hospital happened to be nearby, and their vehicle soon arrived.

The woman was picked up by the paramedics and carried into the vehicle. The farce was over.

…

A few minutes later, a luxury car drove over slowly.

The door opened, and a man in a suit stepped out.

The man in the suit glanced at the people waiting at the bus stop and went straight to Qin Chuan.

"Mr. Qin, sorry to keep you waiting." The man in a suit bowed respectfully.

The people waiting at the bus stop stared at Qin Chuan in shock.

This luxury car cost at least a few million yuan!

It was here to pick him up.

Who is this young man?

Under everyone's astonished gazes, Qin Chuan got into the luxury car and left.

Not long after, the luxury car drove out of the city and into a manor.

After getting off, a white-haired older man came up to welcome them.

"Mr. Qin, this way please." The old man led the way in front.

Entering the castle, he was greeted with a spacious hall.

There was a huge crystal chandelier above the hall. It was shimmering with a faint golden light, like the fragments of stars that fell and scattered across the mortal world.

The murals on the dome were also rich and colorful.

Even in such a luxurious hall, Qin Chuan was extremely calm.

Right now, all he wanted to do was to quickly get the money so he could pay for the guesthouse.

There was a long table in the middle of the hall with champagne, wine, and all kinds of gold and silverware on it.

At one end of the long table sat a man.

He was wearing a mask—the masked man!

"Boss, Mr. Qin is here," the old man said respectfully to the masked man.

"Butler, you may leave first!" the masked man ordered him casually.

"Yes!"

After the old man left, only the masked man and Qin Chuan remained in the hall.

"Mr. Qin, please take a seat." The masked man extended his hand.

Qin Chuan smiled and sat down.

Then, the masked man opened a bottle of red wine and poured it into a silver glass.

"Mr. Qin, please have a taste." The masked man placed the silver glass in front of Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan immediately said, "Let's move on with the trading!"

The masked man was stunned for a moment before laughing out loud.

"Before we do that, I have to check the quality of the gold in your hands," the masked man said.

Qin Chuan did not hesitate. He opened his bag and placed the gold bricks on the table.

The golden bricks were of different shapes and sizes. They were all freshly forged from the night before.

The masked man's eyes lit up when he saw the gold bricks. He exclaimed inwardly, The purity of his gold is indeed very high.

He could tell the purity of the gold without the use of any equipment.

Qin Chuan continued, "I don't know the exact weight, but there should be at least 15 kilograms there."

The masked man smiled and said, "There's no need to weigh them. I'll give you a fixed price of seven million."

Qin Chuan couldn't help but falter.

On the way here, he had checked the latest gold prices.

Western countries invaded small countries for resources, and a series of small-scale wars broke out. There was a significant impact on the world economy, and commodity prices continued to rise.

Gold went from 310 yuan per gram to 350 yuan per gram.

Given the price of 350 yuan per gram, his gold was meant to cost 5.25 million.

The masked man offered him seven million, which was out of Qin Chuan's expectations.

This was what it means to be in a wealthy family—simply bold and generous.

Qin Chuan naturally didn't think too much and immediately agreed.

"Will you be transferring the money into my account?" Qin Chuan casually asked.

The masked man smiled. "Mr. Qin, we use cash."

Cash???

Qin Chuan was stunned.

This is seven million yuan, not seven hundred yuan.

How many bags would it take to hold that cash?

He could only sigh. The trading methods of rich families were indeed different.