The ex-wife is so attractive that the abstinent rich man is driven crazy every day

The upstairs is not an open space like the lobby downstairs, but is divided into separate partitions. There are curtains between each partition, giving a third degree of privacy. Not far away, in the middle, there is a huge LCD screen, which can clearly see the scene.

The host came on stage and said a few official words, and the stone betting officially began.

Several initial rough stones soon appeared on the screen. The stones were of different sizes and had different starting prices.

You can observe it up close, choose the stone in the center, and bid for it. The one with the highest price will get it.

Stone betting enthusiasts came forward one after another, and soon Lu Jing saw Lu Qian among them.

"Sister Wan, which stone do you think is more valuable?"

Lu Jing didn't understand this, so he could only leave this problem to Tang Xingwan. She had been exposed to related work and had a master, so she was an expert in this field.

Tang Xingwan glanced at the big screen, half-smiling but not smiling, "I don't have clairvoyance eyes. If I can see it from a distance, then I'll just become a god."

"Should I push you over?"

She nodded and Lu Jing pushed her closer. Tang Xingwan looked at each stone carefully and put it back.

Lu Jing pushed her back to the partition.

"How's it going?" He asked eagerly.

"They're all average. If you have to choose," she pointed at the smallest rough stone on the screen, "thick-skinned and old, it should be good."

Lu Jing followed her gaze and frowned, "It's so small, wouldn't it be of little value?"

Probably not even enough to make a bracelet.

"Then let's watch the next batch!"

Lu Jing poured her a glass of water, "Okay, let's watch the next batch, just for fun and pass the time!"

He opened the curtain and glanced at the compartment where Lu Qian was sitting. He saw that there were two other people traveling with him, who should be experts in the field hired by Lu Qian.

Soon the auction officially kicked off, with on-site bidding happening one after another. When all the bidding was over, it was time to broadcast the rough stone cutting environment live.

Everyone in the audience was watching the big screen with rapt attention, holding their breath in silence, but nervous and uneasy expressions had already quietly appeared on their faces.

"I don't know what can be cut from this stone. I heard that these rough stones from the Bo family can produce purple jade."

"Why don't you say imperial green?"

"Don't tell me, it really does exist. Didn't some people open it a few years ago? Although the profit is not enough, it is sexy and makes a lot of money!"

There were people discussing enthusiastically in low voices.

As the saying goes, "One sword leads to poverty, one sword to riches; one sword to life, one sword to death."

Over the years, many people have become rich because of this, and some have gone bankrupt in an instant, but there are still people who are tempted and seek the excitement brought by gambling on stones.

In the office on the west side of the third floor.

Bao Jingsi was sitting on the sofa, wearing a white shirt with two buttons loosely unbuttoned at the collar, holding a cigar in his mouth, watching the live situation on the screen on the wall.

"Is anyone here?"

Assistant on one side said, "Mr. Fu is already on the way and should be arriving soon!"

"Go, take out my treasured tea and prepare to entertain the distinguished guests."

"Yes."

Bao Jingsi puffed out smoke and looked at some people who were happy and some who were sad with an expressionless face. This kind of scene was just normal to him and he had long been accustomed to it.

After dusting off his cigarette, the office door was pushed open. He opened his eyes and saw the man coming in, and the corners of his mouth raised.

"Han Shen, you're late!"

"Something happened temporarily, so I was delayed for a while."

Fu Hanshen took off his coat, handed it to Fang Chi, walked to him and sat down next to him.

"Come on one?"

Bao Jingsi opened the cigar box and handed it over. Fu Hanshen flatly refused, "No, I can't get used to smoking."

"Yes! Then you can try the good tea I brought back later!"

The assistant made tea, served it to them respectfully, and then left.

Fu Han took the tea deeply and took a sip. The tea was fragrant and sweet in his mouth.

"How many days do you plan to stay in Hong Kong City this time?"