"You may not know the history of these three treasures. They all come from two or even three thousand years ago. Their craftsmanship, design, and historical and cultural value are immeasurable. They would not have taken them out so easily if they did not consider you a friend."

As Su Qingci explained, Mr. Mike's expression changed from gloomy to cloudy, but he still seemed to have doubts about Su Qingci.

He reached into his pocket, took out a pen, opened the cap, and prepared to open the picture book.

Su Qingci broke out in a cold sweat. Although Meng Bai and the others couldn't understand the English, the prices listed were all in Arabic numerals.

Su Qingci quickly explained to Meng Bai, "Brother Meng Bai, I told them about your hardships and risks, and also about the historical and cultural value of those three precious artifacts. I told them they are national treasures, and persuaded them to agree to our price. We also promised to cooperate with them in the future and help them find more. I convinced them and they have agreed."

As soon as Su Qingci finished speaking, Mike opened the booklet and ticked off the prices of the three precious instruments. Then, he pointed to all the photos and descriptions at the front and ticked off a big one on the booklet.

Su Qingci breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, she reacted quickly.

Hearing Su Qingci's explanation and seeing Mr. Mike's actions, Meng Bai and the others burst into laughter. "Yu Yan, well done!"

Hahahaha~

Meng Bai stood up and extended his arm to Mr. Mike. Mike understood, reached out and shook it, and even shook it twice with great sincerity.

After the two let go of each other, Mr. Mike waved behind him, and a man carrying a suitcase stepped forward.

Mr. Mike took the briefcase from him, opened it, and placed it on the table.

Su Qingci's pupils widened in shock. US dollars, piled high, it was all US dollars!

The amount on their transaction record is... in US dollars!

Keep in mind that at that time, one US dollar could be exchanged for more than ten dollars, demonstrating astonishing purchasing power. No wonder the prices in the brochure were relatively low.

The cheapest porcelain item in the catalog was priced at five US dollars, which is 50 yuan. At that time in China, many regular employees worked hard for a month and only earned a little over twenty yuan!

That's incredibly profitable!

Meng Bai reached out and roughly felt the neatly stacked US dollars inside the box, then waved behind him.

Kong Liu and Zhou Liang took the keys from Meng Bai and, with their men, carefully carried the boxes out of the ship's hold.

A dozen or so huge crates were lined up on the deck, all with their lids open, for Mr. Mike and his men to inspect.

Why aren't you here yet, you bastard!

Just as Su Qingci was getting anxious, a strange sound came from the water.