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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1004
‘Something’s definitely wrong with that iron plaque…’ Gerald thought to himself.

“Come on, Gerald. Let’s go. Is there something wrong?” asked Misty, wondering why he was still standing in place.

“…Ah, um, why don’t you guys go on ahead first? I’d like to have a look around on my own!” replied Gerald with a smile before continuing to look at the direction that the old man had left in.

“Well… Fine! But I’ll call you out again when it’s near noon so that we can have lunch together!” said Misty who had also noticed by now that her friends had constantly been giving Gerald the cold shoulder.

After agreeing with the plan, Gerald immediately went after the old man.

The moment he was gone, women from Misty’s group instantly began bad-mouthing him.

“Humph! Why did you have to get acquainted with such a person, Misty? He’s so humiliating to be around with!”

“I know, right? What a loser! It’s hard to even have any fun when he’s around!”

what he wore!

him for a short while, allow me to remind you that he’s a nice person! I’ll still call him over for lunch later but please be a little nicer

replied the others,

had just set his stall up again

rather deserted, at the

old man’s store, Gerald smiled at him before saying, “Is this the only item

choose to believe me or not, it was actually the event’s organizer who invited me over! After we talked for a bit, they told me that the iron plaque would sell for a high price so I should definitely attend the event! Yet look at what happened! To think that I was shunned away before I could even set up my store there earlier! Humph! Do

that you owned the plaque,

that it had a simple but ancient aura surrounding it, not unlike an

this plaque here definitely deserves to be an antique. It was handed down from my ancestors, you know? Even so, while the experts from that show definitely agreed that my antique wasn’t

soon met up with me. They told me that the item could be sold to foreigners at a high price, which led them to invite

the plaque over to them once we met up. I didn’t really understand the request at the time—and I still don’t—but since I heard I could gain a lot of money by selling it, I arrived first thing in the

out of the question for a scenario where I get paid half of what the businessmen earn from selling the antique to happen. With that in mind, it only gave me more reason to try selling the plaque on my own,” detailed the old man as he finally finished his

handed him another cigarette before carefully lifting the iron plaque and weighing it. After a brief moment of consideration, a thought

“I’m interested in buying the iron plaque from you, sir. You