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Nevertheless, Mr. Quinton was completely different. This was because he was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, seeing as he came from a famous second-generation rich family. He had not experienced any shortage of money ever since he was born.
Zachary did not want to offend Mr. Quinton, but he did not want to break the rules for antique trade either, and so, he continued looking at Joe, hoping that the latter would change his mind.
Joe knew that Zachary was pleading with him, but he simply ignored his plea and replied coolly, “No.”
Zachary was left utterly helpless and could only sit on the ground and grunt in case Mr. Quinton kicked him again.
“Look at how useless you are!”
Mr. Quinton yelled as he scowled at Zachary. After that, he glanced at Joe before saying arrogantly, “You bought this pebble for three hundred dollars? I will pay you thirty thousand dollars if you give it to me!”
The people who had crowded around them exhaled loudly as soon as they heard Mr. Quinton’s words, only able to look at Joe with an envious expression on their faces.
He had bought the pebble for a mere three hundred dollars, and now, the price of the pebble had already increased by a hundred times in just a matter of minutes! This was clearly a very profitable deal for Joe.
Furthermore, anyone could tell that the owner of the stall had obviously picked up the pebble from a river or by the beach because there were thousands of similar-looking pebbles around those areas.
Jacob was also very excited when he heard Mr. Quinton’s offer. After all, Joe would be able to make a profit from this sale, and he would be able to make up for the money that he had lost to the owner of the stall yesterday.
However, Joe raised his head and smiled at Mr. Quinton before replying, “As I have already told you earlier, I am not selling this pebble. Even if you pay me three hundred thousand dollars, I am still not selling this pebble to you.”
“You!”
The expression on Mr. Quinton’s face immediately turned ugly as anger flashed in his eyes.
The crowd around them became boisterous as they whispered amongst themselves, debating if Joe was publicly refusing to sell Mr. Quinton the pebble because he wanted to embarrass him.
“Lowlife! Are you trying to pick a fight with me now?” Mr. Quinton asked as he sneered at Joe. “Do you really think that there is anything on Antique Street that I cannot afford to buy?”
“Today, if I do not get what I want, no one is getting it either!”
After he was done speaking, Mr. Quinton turned around and signaled to his bodyguards.
As soon as they received his instruction, the bodyguards quickly ran forward and surrounded Joe.
The crowd was also shocked at the scene that they were witnessing.
Jacob was also stunned.
The Quinton family?
They were even more influential and wealthy compared to the White family!
It was no wonder why Mr. Quinton was willing to spend nine thousand dollars on a pair of fake celadon cups. It was because this was just a small sum of money to him, and it did not mean anything to him at all. He did not care whether the antique was authentic or not, he was simply buying it because he could!
Meanwhile, the bodyguards surrounded Joe aggressively.
Afraid that things would escalate and get out of hand, Jacob looked at Joe and tried to ask him to hand the pebble over to Mr. Quinton.
However, Joe simply stared at the bodyguards before saying, “I still stand by my words. I am not selling my pebble. No matter what you do, I will not sell this pebble to you. What is mine is mine. No one in this world can ever take my belongings even if he is God.”
“I will prove to you that I can take this away from you, then,” Mr. Quinton replied arrogantly. “Let me tell you something. I am God. You are just a nobody who has barked up the wrong tree. Are you sick of living?”
When everyone saw the arrogant expression on Mr. Quinton’s face, the surrounding crowd held their breaths because they were certain that Joe would lose in this confrontation.
However, Joe had a calm expression on his face, and he smiled as he replied, “I think that this is not your first time participating in an antique trade. Do you have any idea what is the most important thing in the antique trade industry?”
Mr. Quinton looked at Joe with a cold expression on his face as he replied, “What?”
Joe laughed before answering, “Of course it is the rule governing antique trading!”
After that, Joe raised his voice slightly before he continued speaking. “In antique trades, it is always a first come first served basis. I came first, and I was the first person to buy this pebble. Therefore, this pebble belongs to me already. Even if you kneel before me and beg me to give it up to you, I will not give it to you, otherwise, I will be allowing you to break the rules today. Who would want to continue doing business with you on Antique Street if you are going to break the rules to get what you want? You will be barred from coming into Antique Street, Mr. Quinton.”
Mr. Quinton was stunned upon listening to Joe’s words, and anger flashed across his face.
He knew that this rule indeed existed in the antique trade industry, even proclaiming himself to be an educated person, and yet, here he was, evidently trying to break the rules.
If rumors of this incident were to spread, no one would want to deal with him anymore in the future out of fear that they would be offending their other customers.
Mr. Quinton did not expect Joe to render him speechless with just a few words!
Therefore, he glared at Joe in frustration, struggling with his urge to kick the latter in the face.
Alas, all he could do was swallow his anger and grit his teeth before saying, “Did you really think that I was interested in the pebble at all? I was just trying to put you in your place. I want you to realize that not everyone is cut out to trade antiques. Since you obviously look like you come from a poor family, you should just go home and plant some vegetables in your garden! Don’t come here and spoil the market value of these antiques.”
After saying that, Mr. Quinton rolled up his sleeves and raised his hand before waving it in front of Joe. “Open your eyes and look at this clearly! I bought this jade bracelet not too long ago for one million and five hundred thousand dollars! Have you ever seen such a beautiful and rare piece of jade in your life?”
The jade bracelet on Mr. Quinton’s arm was crystal clear and it shone brightly under the sun. Everyone around them was staring at the jade bracelet with their eyes wide open because it was really very beautiful.
Zachary also stared at Mr. Quinton’s hand as he exclaimed, “Wow! What a beautiful piece of jade!”
“Of course!” Mr. Quinton responded arrogantly, seemingly satisfied with everyone’s reaction.