chapter 17 You are so lucky ===

"From the antique market, bought for 10,000 yuan," Thorpe Chen said indifferently.
"Ten thousand yuan, and you turned it around for a profit of 990,000 yuan?" Elton Ye stared at the check-in Thorpe Chen's hand, filled with immense regret.
He was a man who considered himself noble, but he certainly wasn't wealthy. That one million, he wouldn't earn in ten years even if he neither ate nor drank.
"Thorpe Chen, I didn't expect you to have such an eye for valuables," Lowell Fang's facial muscles...