The Luckiest Dumb Doctor

Chapter 261: Chapter 261 Tricked_1

Adrian Wright’s eyes lit up with curiosity and he asked, “Greg, where did you find this assistant?”

Greg Jensen glanced at him with disdain and said impatiently, “You’d better worry about how we’re going to get that seven million back first.”

“Haha, don’t worry, their goods have already been stored in the warehouse, there’s nothing to fear,”

Adrian Wright said with an unconcerned laugh.

Greg Jensen looked at Max Milton, who had a chilly expression, and said indifferently, “What if the goods are fake?”

Max Milton’s mouth twitched briefly before returning to normal, but all of this did not escape Greg Jensen’s sharp eyes.

Greg Jensen became even more convinced of his suspicion.

Adrian Wright was taken aback and said, “Come on, Greg, stop joking with me. A stone is a stone, how can it be fake?”

Greg Jensen was almost speechless with anger and snapped, “If you’re going to be in the jade business, can’t you at least learn a bit about jade?”

“Heh heh, I just haven’t had the chance yet,”

“Shut up and wait!”

Greg Jensen’s face turned an angry shade of green. If he didn’t know Adrian Wright’s character, he would have thought that Spencer Burley had taken over his body.

A usually reliable person, how could he be so foolish at times?

While they were talking, Cole Barnett returned, accompanied by Trey Holmes and two security guards, each of whom carried a heavy-looking briefcase.

Cole Barnett laughed and said, “Ha, it’s lucky that Boss Jensen sent someone over, or I really couldn’t have managed it myself.”

After this, he directed the security guards, “Come on, guys, hand it over to me, I’ll open it for Boss Jensen to have a look.”

Trey Holmes immediately looked at Greg Jensen, who nodded, then told the security guards, “Give it to him.”

Cole Barnett placed the briefcase on the coffee table, then twisted the combination lock and opened the case.

A few jadeite raw stones lay quietly inside the case.

All these stones had ‘windows’ cut into them, and each one had very good quality; the exposed parts through the windows were almost entirely of the high-quality ‘ice’ type, and two of the stones even showed a bright green hue.

Stones of this quality could easily fetch one to two hundred thousand without any problem.

Cole Barnett’s eyes moved slightly, and then he handed over a small flashlight with a smile, “Boss Jensen, want to have a closer look?”

“I don’t need it,”

Greg Jensen glanced at him, casually picked up a stone, and scrutinized it closely.

Adrian Wright also hurried over, looking excitedly at the stone and said, “Greg, what do you think of this stone? I think it will definitely sell.”

Greg Jensen simply grunted noncommittally, put the stone down, and picked up another one.

Cole Barnett’s lips slightly curled up as he exchanged a glance with Max Milton, silently snickering.

After a moment, Greg Jensen threw the stone back into the case and signaled Trey Holmes with a look, “Bring over the other briefcase.”

“Sure, boss.”

Without asking any questions, Trey Holmes took the case off the table and brought over another one.

Greg Jensen said to Cole Barnett, “Mr. Barnett, would you open it, please?”

“Ah, right… sure,”

Cole Barnett was a bit confused, not sure where the problem had arisen, but under Greg Jensen’s stern gaze, he still opened the other briefcase.

Greg Jensen said nothing, simply feeling each stone with his hand.

After feeling all the stones, he tossed them carelessly back into the case, then leaned back in his chair, looking at the two men and asked, “Now tell me, when can we expect our money back?”

Upon hearing this, Adrian Wright’s brow furrowed. Even if he was slow to catch on, he realized something was wrong at this point.

Cole Barnett, however, was taken aback and managed a forced laugh, “What do you mean by this, Boss Jensen?”

Greg Jensen said flatly, “Isn’t my meaning clear enough? I’m not participating in this deal, so when are you going to return our money?”

Max Milton immediately became angry and said in a stern voice, “Greg Jensen, what the hell do you mean? We’ve brought the stones all this way and now you just say no?”

Cole Barnett also gave Greg Jensen a fake smile and said, “Mr. Jensen, you’re really overdoing it.”

You suspect that there’s a problem with our stones, and I’ve brought you the sample. If there’s anything wrong, please speak up directly.

To start off by wanting to withdraw your shares, there’s no such rule anywhere, right?”

“Heh, you asked for this.”

“No problem, say whatever issues you have. As long as it’s our fault, I won’t say another word and will transfer the money to you immediately.”

Max Milton sneered, “I think this kid just doesn’t want to be involved anymore and is looking for an excuse to pull out.”

Greg Jensen glanced at him sharply and said to Cole Barnett, “Since you’re so eager for me to slap you in the face, then I’ll give it to you straight.”

Before his words finished, he casually picked up a stone and placed it on the table, then slammed down on it with his palm.

Crack!

The crisp sound was followed by the stone splitting open, with the layer bearing the “window” directly falling off.

Adrian Wright had long been unfazed by Greg Jensen’s capabilities, but Cole Barnett and Max Milton’s eyes twitched violently.

“You’re trying to fool me with cobbled stones? You really fucking take me for a fool?” Greg Jensen looked over coldly.

Adrian Wright was shocked and hurriedly picked up the shattered stone to inspect it. The layer at the window seemed fine, indeed covered by a thin layer of high-quality jade flesh.

But the other part wasn’t just lacking high-quality jade, you couldn’t even discern any trace of jadeite qualities; it was completely an ordinary stone.

Seeing this, Adrian Wright was so angry he was nearly exploding, “Cole Barnett, what the hell is this?”

Greg Jensen patted his shoulder, laughing, “Asking Mr. Barnett is pointless, you should be asking Master Milton. After all, he is the real person in charge here.”

Seeing the situation, Cole Barnett kneeled on the ground with a thud, wailing, “Boss Jensen, I swear this isn’t me, it’s all Max Milton forcing me to do this.

If I didn’t, he’d threaten my wife.”

Panic flashed across Max Milton’s face, but he quickly regained his composure, squinting his eyes and asking, “How did you figure it out?”

As soon as these words were out, not only Cole Barnett, but also Adrian Wright and Trey Holmes turned their gaze to him.

Greg Jensen sneered, “My brother and I put out seven million; I just wanted to check the goods, something that was absolutely rightful. Yet, you overreacted so much, even threatening to pull out.

Tell me, who doing legitimate business acts like you? Eager to kick the other party out at the slightest disagreement?”

He pointed at Cole Barnett and continued, “And you, you’re supposed to be the boss, and he is just a working craftsman. What gives you the right to make decisions for the boss?”

“Heh, so that’s where the problem lies.”

Max Milton laughed coldly, and said bluntly, “The situation has come to this, let’s draw the line.”

“Draw your fucking line. How much money did we give you? Cough it all up, and then we can talk about the rest. Otherwise, I’ll start with one of your arms!”

“Heh, we live in a society governed by the law now, you wouldn’t dare… ”

Smack!

A slap from Greg Jensen sent Max Milton flying.

Then, with his foot on Max’s hand, Greg pressed down hard, prompting a pig-slaughtering scream from Max.

“You’re really something, getting caught as a fraud yet still so arrogant. Who gave you the courage?”

“It must be Sarah Ingles.”

Adrian Wright muttered.

Greg Jensen turned and glared at him, snapping, “You’ve still got the face to laugh.”

Adrian Wright gave a bitter smile, “What can I do? I can’t just jump off a building over seven million, right?”

Thump!

Greg Jensen reflected on that, lifted his foot, and kicked Max Milton to the side, saying, “Alright, let Wallace Carter handle this. He’s more familiar with this kind of thing. Get back as much as we can.”

“Hmm.”

Adrian Wright nodded and said softly, “Sorry, Brother Jensen.”