She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Manshu asked, not expecting an immediate answer.

She only looked at He Yun: "You know what, he looks better than He Yan."

He Yan is also good-looking, but still immature.

It's obvious that He Yun has been through a lot, so he has the vicissitudes of a mature man.

His rebelliousness is hidden under his tactfulness, and this kind of temperament is very attractive to young girls.

"Is he good-looking?" Yan Zhan's face looked unhappy.

The girl is always fickle and likes to look at other men. Is it because he is not handsome enough?

"Yes." Manshu replied without hesitation, "But Uncle San is still the best looking."

Yan Zhan gave her a look.

Manjusri seemed to understand something.

Hey, was Third Uncle jealous just now?

Fortunately, she was smart and added the following sentence.

"Uncle San, do you think this piece of raw material will collapse?"

The bean seed on the stage is the winner of the secret bid, and the sound of the stone cutter cutting is huge.

Everyone's attention is on the stage.

"See for yourself."

Yan Zhan didn't tell everyone his guess, because the stone-cutting master soon showed it to everyone.

After cutting out two such large pieces of raw material, the water head is extremely short, and when you get down to take the material, it is not as high as you imagined.

Collapsed!

Originally, He Yun had people prepare firecrackers, and even Song Yun secretly bought a bunch, just waiting for the price to rise so that people could set them off.

But who made it collapse?

I can't set off firecrackers anymore.

Everyone's faces turned strange.

There aren’t many times when the top bidder fails in his bets, but there are quite a few.

But Mr. Wilson, a newcomer from abroad, dared to win the bid, so most people were just watching the show.

So, when he lost the bet, instead of feeling any regret, everyone was secretly happy.

"Mr. He, I think it's all broken, so why not just leave it alone? How about I buy it for half a million dollars as it is now?"

The one who spoke up was a typical profiteer.

Five hundred thousand. Even if there is stock on only one floor, the price will be higher than this. After all, it is easy to get the bracelet.

Don't worry if there are a lot of cracks on the bottom. Ask someone to carve it carefully and maybe it can be turned into a handle.

Two million, even if it were cut into pieces like spider webs, Mr. Wilson might not agree to sell it, right?

After all, they bought the land for 40 million, and they only charged 2 million for the capital, resulting in a loss of more than 30 million?

Then he can go and keep Gu Zimo company.

"Fat Jia, don't bully Mr. Wilson because he's an outsider and doesn't know anything about the business. You can even ask for 500,000 yuan? I'll give you 1 million!"

Well, this person is obviously not a good person either.

One million is indeed twice as much as five hundred thousand, but it is still not enough for Qi Ling's raw material.

When the price reached two million, Qi Ling's face darkened.

"Continue to unravel the stone."

Qi Ling ignored those who were bidding.

His attitude instantly turned those bosses into clowns seeking to attract attention.

The faces of several people who were bidding did not look very good.

They secretly cursed Qi Ling for losing the bet. They wanted to see if they could get a variant of jadeite next time!

In fact, it really can’t. The more you cut, the more cracks there will be.

Qi Ling looked at the jade as if it were garbage.

Fortunately, the stone is not white when cut. Although it has many cracks, it can still be shaped.

So, the second round of bidding began, and someone bid a high price of eight million.

Qi Ling remained unmoved: "Sorry, not for sale."

He had the jade taken away directly, and then picked out a few more pieces of good material to solve.

Now, there are people who bet on a rise in prices.

Qi Ling finally regained some face.