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nChapter 1597: You May Earn a Small Profit, But I Will Never Lose Out

nEditor: Dragon Boat Translation

n“You’ll know in a while.” Ye Feng opened the Bible.

nAfter searching for a moment, he quickly found three folded papers in the middle.

nHe opened the papers.

nAs expected, there were many abstract pictures on it.

n“What is this?” Zhuang Xiaoqiao was a little confused. “The lines are so messy.”

n“Other than the fact that paper looks a little old, there’s nothing special about it.”

n“You spent more than 10 million yuan just for this?”

nYe Feng smiled. “Have you heard of a very famous figure in the art world? Picasso.”

n“Picasso? The representative of cubism and one of the world’s top ten most influential painters in the 20th century?” Zhuang Xiaoqiao’s pupils constricted. “You don’t mean that these papers are related to Picasso, do you?”

n“Correct.” Ye Feng unfolded the three pieces of paper. “These three pieces are the manuscript of Picasso.”

n“…”

nZhuang Xiaoqiao’s jaw dropped.

n“The manuscript of Picasso!”

n“Three pieces!”

nShe did not doubt Ye Feng’s appraisal ability at all.

n“Things related to this guy are not ordinary!”

n“A few years ago, at the Sotheby’s branch in Yanjing, there was an auction for a manuscript by Picasso. The price was as high as 23 million!”

n“Moreover, over the years, the value of artifacts related to Picasso has been rising in the collectible world…”

n“If we’re conservative, the total value of your three sketches should be more than 100 million!”

nYe Feng nodded and smiled. “Now do you know why I spent ten million to buy this ‘Bible?’”

n“You may earn a small profit, but I will never lose!”

n“Oh my god, Ye Feng, you are simply a genius!” Zhuang Xiaoqiao’s eyes sparkled.

n“I have a premonition! This time, when we came to America to gamble on storage units, not only can we help me get rid of my previous humiliation, but we can also make a lot of money!”

n“There’s no doubt about it!” Ye Feng was very confident.

nAfter putting away the three Picasso manuscripts and the collection that he had bought today, he took Zhuang Xiaoqiao to find a place to have a big meal.

nThen, he slept soundly.

nThe next morning, it was almost time to gamble on the storage unit. He then followed Zhuang Xiaoqiao to their destination.

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nIt was a place comparable to a small town.

nEven though he knew that storage renting was very common in America, and many companies specialized in this business, when he arrived at his destination, Ye Feng was still shocked by what he saw.

nThe entire place was as large as a town. The whole place was filled with warehouses for storing goods. It was simply ridiculous!

nWouldn’t it be good to build a factory on such a large piece of land?

nBut after thinking about it, Ye Feng understood.

nIn modern times, the Western world had started its industry much earlier than the Eastern world. The problem of industrial saturation had long appeared, and building warehouses was something that had to be done.

nWith these thoughts in mind, Ye Feng followed Zhuang Xiaoqiao to the office and registered.

n“Sir, Madam,” the man in charge of the auction explained. “There are more than a hundred storage units up for auction.”

n“You guys have to cherish this opportunity!”

n“As for the gameplay, I won’t say much. You should all know.”

nYe Feng was not surprised.

nAfter all, warehouses were non-regenerative resources. A hundred of them should be quite good.

nAs for the gameplay, Zhuang Xiaoqiao had mentioned it before. It was nothing more than a staff member showing the storage units and then bidding.

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nAfter registering, the two of them were led by the staff to a simple auction area.

nIt was not an exaggeration to say that it was simple. It was basically like an open-air conference room.

nA simple high platform, a podium, and a few dozen chairs below the stage formed the entire auction area.

nThere weren’t many people at the scene. There were only 70 to 80 people, most of whom were black.

nOther than the black people, most of the remaining people were blond, blue-eyed, and arrogant white people. There were few Asians.

nThere were a few who looked very wretched, Ye Feng could tell that they were Japanese at a glance.

nThere weren’t many females, so Zhuang Xiaoqiao’s appearance was a little eye-catching.

nUnder the guidance of the staff, everyone arrived at the first warehouse.

nAlmost everyone would dream of a pie falling from the sky, especially those who loved to gamble.

nEveryone’s eyes were filled with anticipation and curiosity as they focused on the door of the first warehouse.

nIt was Ye Feng’s first time coming into contact with this thing, he was quite curious.

nAt this moment, the staff member opened the shutter door of the warehouse under everyone’s gaze.

nImmediately, a cloud of dust blew in his face, and a deep musty smell gushed out.

nYe Feng immediately covered his nose.

nAt the same time, he covered Zhuang Xiaoqiao’s nose.

nHowever, when the surrounding people saw this situation, it was as if they had been injected with stimulants.

n“The dust is so heavy, it means that this warehouse has been here for a long time!”

n“And it’s precisely this kind of warehouse that has been closed for many years that has a higher success rate. There might be some good treasures inside.”

n“This warehouse is amazing!”

nBeside Ye Feng, Zhuang Xiaoqiao’s eyes also lit up, she almost could not help but dance. “Ye Feng, Ye Feng, this storage unit looks good!”

nWhy was this girl so excited?

nYe Feng smiled helplessly and shook his head, but he secretly turned on his deep navigation.

nWhen he saw that there was nothing good in the warehouse, he tugged Zhuang Xiaoqiao lightly.

nAnd the truth was just as he had expected.

nNot long after he pulled Zhuang Xiaoqiao away, the shutter door of the warehouse was completely lifted. Everyone was disappointed. A few of the people even shouted, “F*ck!”

nThere was only a pile of moldy and rotten templates and a pile of rusted iron shelves in the warehouse.

nOther than these, there was nothing else.

nThe staff was also secretly cursing their bad luck. A pile of rotten wood and scrap iron. No one with a brain would bid.

n“Hey! Richard, don’t tell me that the warehouses are all like this!”

n“I’m not interested in a pile of rotten wood. This is wasting my time!”

n“I don’t think anyone would be willing to bid for such a storage unit!”

nA black man in the crowd laughed.

nObviously, this guy was also an old gambler and was very familiar with the staff.

nIn the face of the black man’s inquiry, Richard could only spread his hands and shrug, indicating that he was not sure either.

nAfter all, he was only here to help open the warehouse doors. As for whether there was anything in the warehouse, what was there, and whether it was worth anything, other than the owner who had rented the warehouse before, only God knew!

nWithout waiting for the crowd to urge him, Richard led them to the next warehouse to be auctioned. It was also in the same row, and it was not far away, which saved a lot of travel.

nAs soon as the shutter door was opened, dust flew out.

nObviously, no one had been to this warehouse for a long time.

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