Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group

Ye Chen followed Li Rongrong to a traditional-style pavilion.

There was a sign hanging on the pavilion that read "Treasure House."

As Li Rongrong walked in, several attendants immediately greeted her respectfully, "President Li, you’re here."

"Hmm." Li Rongrong nodded and approached the front desk.

A group of people surrounded the appraisal counter, and a young man impatiently said, "When is your treasure appraiser coming? I’m in a hurry."

"He’ll be here soon, sir, please wait a moment."

"Even Fourth Master said my Bloodstone is genuine, how could it be fake? Don’t you even trust Fourth Master’s words?" the young man said coldly.

At this moment, an attendant saw Li Rongrong and quickly said, "Our President Li is here."

Li Rongrong looked at the young man and asked, "Are you selling the Bloodstone?"

"Yes! It’s a family heirloom. I’m only selling it because I urgently need money, otherwise I wouldn’t part with it," the young man said, opening the box.