Chapter 439

"Since it's the one with the highest price, I want to see your material. Wang Shao, you shouldn't mind?"

He raised his chin and glanced sideways at Wang Yan. His eyes were full of undisguised malice.

The black tiger bumped Wang Yan's shoulder with a bad smile and teased Da Shao with a voice that everyone could hear: "let you plant grass everywhere and be hit by the owner?"

You're wild!

If people ignore you, you will pick up trouble and do damage. You owe the lock?!

Wang Dashao threw the black tiger a look of "you wait" and put the original stone back on the table: "please."

Drill the circle, pick up the original stone, look at it at will, and make an offer immediately: "I'll pay 65000!"

"OK, give it to you."

Wang Dashao shrugged carelessly.

Eh?

Are you such a pussy?

Everyone was surprised and completely confused.

Just confused, Wang Yan picked up another original stone and shook it at the drill ring.

"What about this one? Do you want to see it?"

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes and forced himself to support: "look! Why don't you look? You can bid and I can add."

“OK。”

Wang Yan was still so straightforward. He turned to Wu Gang and asked the price: "brother gang, how do you sell this piece?"

Wu Gang was too lazy to read the number and casually reported a reserve price: "50000."

The drill ring immediately connected: "I'll pay 60000!"

This time, Wang Yan didn't let the second follow: "100000."

The drill ring refused to shrink: "110000!"

Wang Yan continued to follow him for seconds, as if he had made a Mao: "150000."

Before I could think about it, I opened my mouth and shouted, "160000!"

The next moment, big and small smiled and gave up the original stone: you're tiger enough, I'm spicy!

Smile in the heart, and the expression must be MMP: "let you do it again. Brother, things can be done again and again, not again and again."

The sinking of his face made Huang Jiajun and ye Ziwen think they were going to make a real fire.

Huang Jiajun hurriedly admonished: "brother Zhou, if a gentleman doesn't win the favor of others, it's almost OK. Don't hurt your harmony."

The drill ring was very unhappy: "Xiaojun, leave my business alone!"

Two words confused Wang Yan.

Huang Jiajun's persuasion seems very confident. Logically, only people with higher status will speak like this, otherwise it will hurt face if they are refuted back.

However, the response of diamond ring was stronger, which really put Huang Jiajun back

Who the hell are you two?

The old Jianghu sun Hongwei had a guess in his heart. He approached Wang Yan and quietly reminded him.

"Xiao Huang should be Huang rumao's son. President Huang is just good and vice president of Foshan Jade Association. That's right. He's a cruel man. The famous demon stock st merchant in China is president Huang's pen."

Wang Yan's heart moved: "as you say, Tuesday's Leng is bigger?"

"It can only be Zhou Qiaoxin's youngest son, Hong Kong tycoon, the first batch of patriots to invest in Guangdong Province and the backbone of the Australian pear Chinese business association. It seems that there is still an honorary chairman of any department of the United Nations. His family and contacts are better than president Huang..."

Oh, hey, what's my life?

Just go out for a walk, and the offending characters are so criticized?

In fact, this is the symbol of Wang Yan's own class transition.

When the level is there, it is natural that it can no longer be a small folk gangster or a village killing Matt.

——Although there is no essential difference between Tuesday Leng's style and small folk gangsters, he still wears a real tiger skin.

Just like the occasion of meeting today, Wu Gang can't come here. If it weren't for Huang Jiajun's face... Eh?

Huang Jiajun doesn't seem to be afraid of Tuesday's Leng at all?

As soon as Wang Dashao realized the problem, he heard sun Hongwei continue to mutter: "but Tuesday's Leng is indeed Leng. Old Zhou is better than president Huang himself, but his strength is extremely limited.

However, in the whole province, above the four families of Wang Ji, Li and Zhu, there are two real folk princes, one surnamed ye and the other Huang.

Lao Zhou didn't dare offend any of the above families. This boy has no taboos

If you have a brain, you can check the rich list of Guangdong Province, count how many people surnamed Huang, and then compare the resumes of previous parents, you won't drink like this... "

Wang Yan didn't know much about it, but he was still startled.

According to this view, behind Huang Jiajun, at least the level of the big son surnamed Yao in the mining province?

The truth is... Far more than that.

Of course, those surnamed ye are even more frightening - one third of the starting protagonists are surnamed Ye. Who dares to move?

Wang Yan glanced at Ye Ziwen quietly. He was very curious: Xiuer, is that you?

Sun Hongwei directly refused: "Xiaoye is 24 years old and born in 93. He doesn't match that one, but it doesn't rule out that he is related..."

It's complicated!

In fact, Wang Yan doesn't like dealing with people with too complicated families. He's tired of it.

But look at the curve of things behind her that far exceeds the average size of yellow women

Well, I admire the woman who is willing to work hard to keep fit in Wang Yan's life. I can make a friend!

Ye Ziwen didn't disappoint Da Shao's appreciation. She followed Huang Jiajun and advised him, "can you stop making trouble? Where did Wang Yan offend you?"

⊙▽⊙！

Your sister, is this persuasion?

Didn't you speak very well just now?

Now this is for fear that I will die gracefully and quickly?

Wang Dashao felt a lot of resentment, and his perception of Ye Ziwen fell again and again.

This woman can make friends, but not deep friends

Or vice versa.

Good children don't understand Wang Yan's thoughts at the moment. Those who understand are masters of human nature.

Sure enough, Leng became more and more irritable on Tuesday.

"You are really interesting. Anyone can buy the original stone here. I will pay for it. What does it have to do with Wang Shao? Is that right, brother cheshen?"

Wang Yan was not impatient or angry, nodded: "it should be so."

Then pick up the third stone.

"Continue bidding?"

"Out, why not?" Leng sneered on Tuesday, directly raising the price to the extreme, "200000!"

Wang Yan was stunned and looked back deeply: "30."

"350000!"

On Tuesday, Leng continued to raise the price desperately, but his expression became leisurely, a kind of cat catching mouse like joke.

"What's the matter? Do you want to continue playing? It's only a few million. I can afford to lose money."

Wang Dashao: hehe, it seems that I can't afford to lose!

“40。”

"450000!"

“46。”

"500000! What's the matter? Is that all you can do?!"

There was no hesitation on Tuesday, and the momentum was as fierce as a mad tiger.

The accident happened so fast that everyone didn't react at all. A piece of material with an original price of 50000 has been pushed up to 500000.

Wang Yan had to start thinking about gains and losses.

Since this is a real top-level second generation, the original strategy must be adjusted.

Brother Fugui initially wanted to pit each other and cover the two real goals at the same time.

However, I didn't expect that tuyere Leng was such a bad thing.

But you still have money!

More than a dozen stones, two or three million, can normally make most of the second generation feel distressed, and then timid hands and feet.

Once the other party hesitates a little and is caught by Wang Yan, he can clip the target in the middle and win it at the least cost.

However, Tuesday Leng is just Leng, not stupid.

The act of raising prices regardless of death may seem silly to outsiders, but it is the most Royal response at present.

Because Tuesday Leng really doesn't care about losing millions.

His core goal is to let Wang Yan get nothing and not a single stone.

The second generation of the rich take money to fight against each other. The fight is a result. I'll pressure you, which is much more important than losing just a few million.

Wang, Jiang, yin and Li have all done such things.

Therefore, Wang Dashao is now in a dilemma - whether to fight or focus on the goal?

While pondering, the black tiger suddenly winked at Wang Yan, then looked at the original stone, quietly pointed his thumb to his chest and nodded deeply.

That means: you continue to pit those two goods, keep your real goal, and finally I'll help you win it.

It's a good idea, but Wang Yan is not going to do that.

Don't you think I don't know how to treat guests when you take the initiative to find trouble and don't slap you?

"OK, this belongs to you. Go on."

Brother Fugui's expression is as calm as water. He can't see any negative emotions and has no sense of depression and loss.

He brought another stone, but it was one of the real goals.

Wu Gang finally took another look at the original stone. He seemed to know each other, but there was no more trouble. He still started at 50000.

Wang Yan keenly noticed the difference, and his heart was more confident.

It's not that the original stone is only worth 50000, but there's no need to quote a high price.

On Tuesday, Leng didn't notice anything, but he still pulled the offer up to 500000.

But this time, Wang Yan didn't let him go.

“55。”

"600000!"

“61。”

"Yo? Don't shrink? 650000!"

“80。”

"70... No, 850000!"

The sudden unconventional price increase took Tuesday Leng by surprise, and the bear child's eyes suddenly became more vigilant.

But it's no use.

Wang Dashao increasingly doesn't play cards according to the card theory.

“86。”

"900000!"

“91。”

"One million! Come on, go on!"

“100.5。”

"1.1 million! Look at the shame of your quotation!"

“111。”

"1.15 million! Dare you report more? Brother cheshen?!"

No matter how provocative he was on Tuesday, Wang Yan was always so quiet, without a word of nonsense, as deep as an abyss.

Finally, when he finally called 1.25 million, Leng suddenly stopped and smiled on Tuesday.

"Since you want it so much, let you do it once! If you dare to shout more than 1.2 million for each piece, what if you give it all to you? I think you can get it back!"

"Noisy."

Wang Yan threw the two words Qingqing and Qingqing. He was so angry that he almost lifted the table on Tuesday.

Big Shao completely ignored each other and asked Wu Gang, "brother gang, can you solve the stone here?"

Wu Gang rarely smiled and nodded: "there is a small cutting machine in the next room. I'll call someone for you."

A young man opened the curtain behind him and walked in.

Wang Yan handed over the stone, stood up, stretched himself, and invited Ye Ziwen: "I've been sitting for a long time, sister ye, move?"

When ye Ziwen was most interested in Wang Yan, she readily agreed: "OK, go and have a look!"

Huang Jiajun coaxed: "Che Shen, favor one over the other! Why don't you invite us?"

Seeing that brother Hu suddenly jumped up and wanted to add fuel and vinegar, Wang Dashao smiled: "I invite men to move, usually in the boxing ring. Does brother Huang like fighting? You can have a duel when you have time."

Black Tiger: eh? Why did I suddenly stand up? It's a nice day today, ha ha ha

Pretending to stretch, he immediately sat down and continued to look at the stones.

I'm black tiger, the most important thing to do is focus!

Huang Jiajun didn't know what the big brother was doing. He normally chatted with Wang Yan: "forget it, I believe in Buddhism and drink tea. It's not OK to go on stage. Go and I'll have a look!"

Huang Jiajun didn't move. Naturally, it was inconvenient to follow him on Tuesday. He snorted coldly and his eyes were cloudy.

Wang Yan and ye Ziwen followed master Xie Shi to the backward. Seeing the narrow room, they simply didn't go in and stood at the door.

Wang Yan called Shang Ye Ziwen. He had other ideas. He stood face to face and went straight to the point.

"Sister ye, I'm still a little confused. Can you solve my doubts?"

Ye Ziwen hung her head, knocked on the ground with her small high-heeled shoes, and replied with embarrassment: "Zhou Chongshan is my ex boyfriend..."

Σ (っ° Д °;)っ

what the hell!

What do you play with the children of rich families?

Shocked, the film emperor Wang's expression remained the same, and even showed a smile: "your feelings are really good..."

"No!"

Ye Ziwen was a little anxious and blushed.

I'm not shy in the face of Wang Yan, but I think this kind of thing is a bit humiliating.

"We are incompatible hands, I proposed!

Mainly, there are so many peers in the circle. It's not good to tear your face

In fact, I particularly dislike that he always interferes in my life, but that person is like that. His character is particularly immature and far worse than you. "

Scum girl!

Why do you explain so much to me?

You knew I was mature when you met me first?

... as long as you're not blind, you can see it, okay?! You're going to live like an old Yin. Don't you have a number B in your heart!

However, this is not the key point. Instead, it activates a light in Wang Yan's heart.

He smiled quietly and asked, "brother Zhou still likes you very much, doesn't he?"

Ye Ziwen proudly raised her chest: "there are at most two or three beautiful people like me in the circle. There is no sexy one like me!"

Wang Yan looked down a little and believed it.

Ye Ziwen's face is big and... Ah, bah!

Her face was not big, but her facial bones were fleshy and her muscles were strong, so she looked both small and plump.

In particular, the cherry mouth may not be as big as the bottle mouth of the nutrition express.

It can be seen from this that

In short, she is a very distinctive beauty.

Zhou Chongshan was not reconciled. He was excusable and deserved it.

……

The material is not big. It's time to chat. It'll be cut soon.

The master didn't seem to speak Chinese. He just gave Wang Yan a thumbs up with a happy face.

When ye Ziwen saw the uncut jade, she immediately exclaimed, "ah! The blue jade with high ice can produce two brands. It's rising!"

Wang Yan didn't know much about professional knowledge. He looked at the jade carefully.

The color is slightly blue, the size of a child's palm, and the shape is like a pebble. The transparency of the upper half is excellent, and the lower half is a little cotton. Without polishing, it already has a sense of brilliance.

"How beautiful!"

Ye Ziwen was much more excited than Wang Yan and cheered heartily.

"You're great! Tell me, aren't you masked?"

Dashao shook his head: "it's just luck."

"Liar! Follow Zhou Chong to the top of the mountain, spend 1.25 million to buy the only piece of material, cut it and it rises sharply. How can it be luck?"

Ye Ziwen was not stupid. She guessed the truth immediately.

But Wang Yan couldn't admit it. He just smiled and stopped talking.

Even if there is a suspicion of deliberately maintaining mystery, ye Ziwen specially eats this set, and her eyes are full of worship.

"It's going up when you open the door. You'll have a treat later!"

It's easy to do.

"Sure. What would you like to eat?"

"Want to eat... Hee hee!"

With the popularity rapidly breaking through 75, ye Ziwen suddenly began to make trouble.

Half said, licking his lips, a wink flew over, leaving only the last hint: "you see... I want to eat something fresh..."

I see!

I'm fresh this week

The air began to be filled with a wonderful smell. The room was already dark, especially suitable for an encounter.

As a result, a cry was heard in the main hall. Brother Hu cried out in a loud voice: "the gambling has gone up? Show me how much it has gone up?"

It doesn't matter how much you bet.

Importantly, it is finally proved that the halo shadow observation method is indeed effective.

If Wang Yan is willing to further study in this field and master enough experience, combined with other identification methods, he can even become the God of war in semi gambling materials.

Of course, Wang Yan certainly won't waste time learning Jianyu.

The jade market is about to collapse, and there is no shortage of money. What's the need?

With the freshly baked blue jade back to the main hall, it was boiling.

"Sleeping trough! Ice blue jade! Chariot God, are you the son of heaven?!"

"Darling, you can start with... Brother dog, do you really have that spiritual aesthetics?"

"Tut Tut, Xiao Wang, you can open the door!"

"Ha ha! My beautiful original stone is the best. Brother, you are a person blessed by the Buddha. Congratulations!"

Lanfei turned around and returned to Ye Ziwen's hand. She held on to her.

"Che Shen, can you sell it to me? 3 million? Do you think so? My sister really likes it, okay ~ ~"

When she asked for help, her upper body shook slightly, which was spectacular, and her voice became more and more sweet.

Sun Hongwei was afraid that Wang Yan didn't understand the market. He smiled and said, "3 million is a little premium. It seems that Xiaoye really likes it."

It's impossible to sell.

I'm kidding. Am I Wang Fugui who lacks the 3 million people?

Wang Dashao smiled, and his temperament suddenly changed, such as the spring breeze blowing his face, the warm sun was born, and the whole person was handsome out of thin air.

There are poems to prove: the wind on the river intoxicates the willows, and the peach blossom and flowing water caresses the Luan Zheng.

Later, Wen Sheng said, "meeting is fate. It's more appropriate for Meiyu to give it to a beautiful woman. In order to avoid the suspicion of shallow and abrupt beauty, it's not easy for my little brother to give it directly. Then I'll only charge 1.25 million, and the original price will be transferred to you!"

If things are done beautifully and words are spoken well, how can they be broken?

It's not broken!

Ye Ziwen's expression was intoxicated. Her eyes were full of peach blossoms. She rushed up with a slap and kissed Wang yanmeng.

mua！

Eh?

Everything else is right. Why did you come up with a slap?

Well, that's all details, let alone.

In a word, the popularity soared to 81 - a sweet, handsome and painful little milk dog, love!

Then, the next moment, the room sounded "wheezing" heavy wheezing.

As Wang Yan predicted, the bear child is about to explode.