Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

How long will a self-proclaimed steadfast and upright person persist without falling under the stimulation of this bet?

He is really curious.

Ling Rongge's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a pair of bright and clear eyes appeared in his mind. He was very curious, what kind of scenery it would be when these eyes were stained with chaos and filth.

It must be pretty, like a rotten fruit, bit by bit, rotten from the inside out.

"Hey, do you still want to gamble?" The person who was betting against him impatiently interrupted Ling Rongge's train of thought.

Ling Rongge looked back and smiled.

"of course."

He casually picked a rough stone, pointed at it casually, "Open it."

The person on the opposite side took a look and felt that his chances of winning were better, so he urged Master Jieshi to go to Jieshi quickly.

On the other side, Song Chubai was already picking the second stone.

This time he was bolder and came to the Central Plains Stone Area. The rough stones here range from the size of a fist to the size of a basketball. They have different shapes and differences. From the outside, you can't see what's going on inside.

A stone the size of a basketball needs 1000 yuan. Song Chubai has already traded the two fingernail-sized jadeites that were opened just now, and they just sold for 1000 yuan.

He thought, he can try 1000 yuan, if there is nothing, he will not lose anything.

When the rough stone was picked in the early Song Dynasty, the rough stone on Ling Rongge's side had already been untied.

He freed an emerald about the size of a fist, while the opponent had nothing. This round, he obviously won.

After accepting the previously negotiated reward, Ling Rongge stood up.

"You don't gamble anymore?" asked the man opposite.

Ling Rongge waved his hand to make room for others.

It is impossible not to gamble, but right now, he has a little interest in other things.

Ling Rongge walked out of the crowd, stood not far from Song Chubai, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at him quietly.

At this time, Song Chubai had already selected the rough stone, and was about to let Master Jieshi unravel it.

The master soon began to untie the rough stone, Song Chubai stared at the rough stone, and Ling Rongge stared at Song Chubai.

As the original stone was untied little by little, a touch of emerald green attracted the attention of many people.

I don't know who said first: "It's Emperor Green!"

Imperial green, the best among emeralds, has a translucent color that makes one's heart tremble just by looking at it.

Of course, the most important thing is that a fist-sized piece of imperial green can supply electricity for a city with a population of 5000 million for a year.

The people around did not expect to see Emperor Green here, and many people rushed up after hearing the news.

Ling Rongge was about to go there when the phone in his trouser pocket vibrated.

He frowned slightly, took out his phone anyway, and pressed the answer button.

"Say." His tone was cold, without any extra emotion.

"Mr. Ling, there is something wrong with the Emperor Green we ordered earlier." A respectful voice came from over there.

Ling Rongge's eyes flickered slightly, "Got it."

Afterwards, he hung up the phone, walked towards Song Chubai who was surrounded by the crowd with his long legs.

At this time, the rough stone has been completely untied, about half the size of a fist, although it is small in size, but its color is extremely pure, which means that the energy that can be supplied inside is also very pure.

Just such a piece of imperial green, in today's world that needs to rely on emerald power stones, has a price but no market.

Almost when the touch of greenery was revealed, someone began to ask for a price.

"500 million!"

"800 million!"

"1000 million!"

……

The crazy bidding sound covered up the voice of Song Chubai, the master.

No one asked Song Chubai if he would like to sell this rough stone. There was only one thought in everyone's mind, what if he wanted to sell it?At this time, the asking price is more important.

Until the emperor green was completely opened, the master touched it, and handed it to Song Chubai with some reluctance.

Song Chubai took the Emperor Green and thanked him.

At this time, the asking price has soared to 5000 million.

Song Chubai coughed lightly, raised his voice slightly and said, "Sorry, I don't intend to sell it."

Everyone immediately showed disappointed expressions. The owner didn't plan to sell it, so they had no choice.

But there were also some who were unwilling to give up, and said loudly: "Is this gentleman really not going to sell it? The price is negotiable!"

Imperial green is very scarce now, especially such a large one that can supply half of the city with electricity, it can be said to be the rarest of scarcity.

As long as you can buy this and sell it backhand, you can definitely double it. Even if you don't sell it, supplying your own company's system is also a good choice.

In any case, there are still many people who want to get this emerald.

Song Chubai held that piece of jadeite in his hand and squeezed it. Actually holding this piece of jadeite is useless, and selling it is actually a good choice.

"This one……"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Ling Rongge who squeezed in.

"We don't sell."

Ling Rongge grabbed Song Chubai's hand, pulled him out, and squeezed out the crowd.

When he reached a remote place, Ling Rongge let go of his hand.

"It's amazing." He didn't hesitate to praise himself, his eyes fell on the imperial green, and his eyes twinkled slightly.

Song Chubai looked up at him and asked curiously, "Why didn't you gamble?"

It's a bit unlike him.

"Everyone has gone to your side." Ling Rongge replied.

He lied.

It's not that he didn't gamble because everyone went to his side, he was just out of some wicked curiosity, maybe it was curiosity.

Anyway, maybe something else.In short, he was the one who attracted him first, so he didn't gamble, although it was only temporarily.

Song Chubai didn't pay attention to Ling Rongge's words. He handed Emperor Green to him and said, "We can sell this."

"If you sell it, you can get a better house."

That way he doesn't have to sleep on the couch, he's so smart!

"Sell it to me." Ling Rongge followed his words, "5000 million."

Song Chubai:? ?

"Are you rich?" Isn't he bankrupt?

"It's okay." Ling Rongge's tone was light, "5000 million is still available."

He wasn't so embarrassed that he couldn't even get 5000 million.

"But you..." Song Chubai was a little confused by Ling Rongge's light tone, that was 5000 million!

"I have a small company." Ling Rongge didn't mean to hide anything, "Now I need a piece of imperial green."

"But isn't your company bankrupt?" Song Chubai asked in surprise.

Ling Rongge's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he stared straight at Song Chubai, his dark pupils were filled with darkness and darkness, as if he wanted to suck Song Chubai's whole body in.

He raised his hand, leaned against the wall, wrapped Song Chubai in his arms, and at the same time, slightly parted his thin lips.

"You seem to know me well?"

It was clearly a question, but it was a firm tone.