Charlie nodded and said, “Alright, let’s make it clear. If I lose, I’ll eat the fan. If you lose, you’ll eat the jade pendant.”


    “What a joke!” Sam clenched his teeth. “Fine! I’m done with this! My jade was sold for 24 million dors, and I have the transaction records to prove it. How much is your broken fan worth?”


    Charlie wasn’t sure about the fan’s exact value.


    However, he knew that Baishi’s paintings had been steadily increasing in value over the years, and their price growth was significantly outpacing that of jadeite.


    While it was just a fan, it wasn’t mere scribbles; it featured a carefully crafted image of Fushou.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Baishi’s renowned painting, “High Litu of Pines and Cypresses,” had previously auctioned for over 400 million dors, and given the current market trends, it could fetch even more—potentially exceeding 800 million today.


    Orrin, an influential figure, undoubtedly collected only the finest works, including this fan, which had to be a top-notch piece by Old Baishi.


    Given its exceptional quality, the fan alone would be worth tens of millions, especially considering its exquisite fan bone with a perfect golden tumor scar. Its value would surely surpass 24 million dors.


    Thus, Charlie responded, “You could have an expert in art appraise the fan to find out its worth.”


    “Fan?” Sam scoffed, “What a hideous thing!”


    A knowledgeable bystander immediately interjected, “Wait! This looks like a Baishi painting! The Fushou Tu fan, right? It’s quite famous!”


    “Exactly!” another person chimed in. “I recall it was auctioned at Christie’s a few years back. If memory serves, Chairman Sun of the Sun family bought it for 48.88 million!”


    “Chairman Sun? Is that the same Chairman Sun who made a triumphant return to the helm of the Sun Group just yesterday?”


    “Yes, that’s him!”


    “It’s strange, how does this young guy possess a collection from Chairman Sun? Could it be stolen?”


    “Stolen? Unlikely, but it also can’t be genuine. My guess is it’s either a replica or a modern expert’s copy.”


    Sam overheard their chatter, a smirk ying on his lips as he turned to Charlie. “Alright, Charlie, you must be kidding if you think you can fool my grandma with fakes. You’re really asking for trouble!”


    Sam’s grandmother interjected awkwardly, “Oh dear, you two shouldn’t bicker like children. Let’s keep things civil. Delong, why not take a step back? After all, Charlie is a guest and has traveled quite a distance!”


    “How can I do that?” Sam replied through gritted teeth. “Grandma, this guy has really taken advantage of me. I won’t let him off the hook this time!”


    As he said this, he waved the folding fan in his hand with a sneer. “Look, Charlie, if your fan is authentic, it might indeed be worth more than my jadeite. But since it’s a fake, it’s probably worth around three thousand dors at best. So, what’s it going to be? Hurry up and swallow your pendant!”


    Charlie smiled and asked, “What makes you think it’s fake? Are you an appraisal expert?”


    Sam gestured to the crowd surrounding them, “Surely you heard what everyone just said. Don’t pretend to be tough!”<fn2ac7> The rightful source is find?novel</fn2ac7>


    With a disgusted expression, Sam continued, “This authentic fan is in the possession of Chairman Sun from the Sun Group. How could someone like you ever get a hold of it?”


    Charlie chuckled and replied, “You’re right. Chairman Sun actually gave this fan to me. And as someone mentioned earlier, it was auctioned for 48.88 million dors back then. That’s already more than your jade pendant, more than twice its value. So let’s skip the nonsense and get to it—swallow your pendant!”<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>