Chapter 516
Yang Fan did indeed think quite a lot.
However, countless disasters had been caused by money, and while he didn’t care for himself, he was worried about his family. On this matter, he felt that thinking a little more was actually not a problem.
Wang Daqiang would definitely choose to sell the silver coins he had, and once he did, he would suddenly realize he had given tens of thousands to Yang Fan. If Wang Daqiang felt no regret, Yang Fan would write his own surname backwards.
The nature of humanity is the very thing that cannot be broadly assumed to be generous.
To think of everyone as tolerant and generous would sooner or later lead one to fall into a ditch.
For tens of thousands, would Wang Daqiang turn into an enemy?
Ninety percent likely, Yang Fan thought, and he felt there was only a ten percent chance that Wang Daqiang wouldn’t, furious, block his doorstep demanding money. Rather than ending up in a fierce argument, with both sides red-faced and bruised from fighting, Yang Fan would rather nip the possibility in the bud.
"Forget it, I might as well think about it some more," after pondering for a moment, Yang Fan spoke seriously once more.
Old Zhou looked at Yang Fan speechless and said, "Fanzi, has your brain been gnawed on by something? If someone has already given it to you, then it must be yours. Why overthink it?"
"That guy doesn’t even know how much this stuff is really worth," Yang Fan exhaled softly, "I’m afraid he will stand by my bed at deep night with a knife, demanding to know where the money went, once he finds out the price of these objects."
"If he knew in advance and still insisted on giving them to me, I would take them immediately, no hesitation whatsoever."