[69 Book Bar - www.] After Mr. Li left, Yang Quan started to deal with Zhou's affairs. There were almost 200 stores that he visited just now. Compared to tens of thousands of stores, it was insignificant. The remaining
What comes next is the main course.
Just now, he chose rough stones for Mr. Li. Yang Quan didn’t care about the size or fineness of the jade. As long as there was jade, he would order it. There were some rough stones that contained jade, but the jade could not be sold for the price of the original stone. He didn’t care about this.
, but in general, there are still relatively few people who do not protect their capital. The rough stones and jade that I helped Mr. Li choose should at least let him look through them.
But it's different now. Now I have to make purchases for the Zhou family. I am the Zhou family's consultant. I won't talk about my relationship with Zhou Qianqian. I just said that I was involved in building an orphanage. Yang Quan must make up for it. Besides, he is still the Zhou family.
As one of the shareholders, he must devote himself to both public and private matters.
As before, Yang Quan specializes in selecting rough stones with good quality and large jade content. He selects the stones, Zhou Qianqian pays, and the purchasers behind him are responsible for contacting the transportation.
At the end of the day, Yang Quan and others visited thousands of stores, all of which were relatively large. However, the stones they purchased were only more than 20,000 pieces, which was about the same quantity as Mr. Li, but the quality was far greater than that of Mr. Li.
Yes, of course the investment is three times that of Mr. Li.
It was getting dark, so we could only come back tomorrow. Just when Yang Quan and the others were about to return, they suddenly saw a group of people watching. Zhou Qianqian liked to watch the excitement, so she pulled Yang Quan and surrounded them.
It turned out to be a businessman who spent 1.5 million to buy a stone and wanted to cut it on site! This was very lively. Generally, people who bought rough stones rarely choose to have it cut on site. It was mainly for safety reasons.
If you get a good jade, it’s not good to be stared at. If the jade doesn’t come out, it goes without saying how you feel. There are so many people at the scene and it’s hard to save face. Go back and cut it yourself. If it doesn’t come out, it’s better to be depressed than to feel pain in your heart.
The scene is embarrassing, Chinese people all want to save face.
"According to my many years of experience, this stone will definitely produce jade!" the shop owner said with a smile after accepting the money.
"Thank you for your kind words!" The buyer happily supported the stone. This stone is about the size of a volleyball. The bigger the stone, the more valuable it is. It depends on the quality and the quality of the jade.
The buyer took a pen and drew a line on the stone, instructing the shop owner to cut it from here. With just one cut, he would know whether there was jade or not. If he cut like this, he would only cut off about two centimeters of the outer skin.
Everyone watched intently as the circular cutter whizzed towards the rough stone. Everyone held their breath. Although the stone was not their own, everyone's heartbeat was racing when they saw the scene of cutting the rough stone.
Speed up and the addiction is aroused.
Just like when gambling, don’t those spectators have this kind of mentality? I didn’t gamble, but watching the gamblers reveal the cards, I felt nervous and excited.
There was a clicking sound! The sharp cutter cut quickly, and two centimeters were cut off the original stone according to the marked line, and everyone let out a cry.
"He didn't come out, this guy is out of luck!" someone started to discuss.
"With one more stab, if he hasn't already, he will lose all his money!" Someone shook his head.
The buyer was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red to his ears and neck. He was thinking about himself.
"Do you want to cut it yet?" The store owner looked at the buyer and asked softly. If he wanted to cut it, he had to cut it inward. Then he cut it in and removed another two centimeters. If it still doesn't come out, then there is little hope.
, the price of this stone has shrunk. It is 1.5 million. After two cuts, it is estimated that it cannot be sold for 100,000.
Because this third knife is the last one, it hits very close to the center. If there is nothing with this knife, there will be nothing. Even if there is, the size of the jade is very small. Unless the quality is very good, or it is a very rare color, it will not be recovered at all.
The cost is not recovered.
The buyer has been hesitant and unsure. If the jade does not come out after one cut, the 1.5 million will be wasted. Even if the jade does come out, if the quality is not good or the jade is too small, he will still lose money.
"Does any of you want it? Transfer for 1.2 million!" After a while, the buyer looked around at the crowd and asked.
Everyone shook their heads, you've already cut a knife, and you still want to sell it for 1.2 million?
"Does anyone want one million?" The buyer gritted his teeth and dropped another two hundred thousand.
"You've already cut this stone into pieces, but you still want to sell it for one million. You'd better take it back and cut it yourself slowly, and feel sorry for yourself. There's a good chance that this stone won't produce jade!" some onlookers booed.
The buyer looked at the stone helplessly, frowning and confused.
"I want one million!" Yang Quan raised his hand and said loudly from the outside.
Everyone was attracted by his voice and looked at him one after another. They then moved out of the way and Yang Quan pulled Zhou Qianqian and walked in.
"You want it? You can't joke, can you?" The buyer looked at the man and woman in disbelief.
"This is the card. There is an ATM over there. You can go and check it right away!" Yang Quan took the card, handed it to the buyer, and then asked an accompanying Zhou employee to accompany the buyer to check it.
"No way, this young man is stupid! He wants the rough stone that the first knife didn't produce?" Everyone looked at Yang Quan like a fool.
"Look at this man, he should be the second generation of rich people. He must not be short of money. He doesn't take this million in his eyes. Maybe he is just to make the beauty smile!" When everyone heard this, they all looked at each other like gods.
Zhou Qianqian.
Zhou Qianqian was a little shy, and looked at Yang Quan with a red face. Yang Quan laughed: "Yes, the money is nothing, just for fun, to make the beauty smile!"
Yang Quan said generously and without seriousness. Zhou Qianqian was teased and blushed even more. She punched him lightly with her pink fist. She knew in her heart that Yang Quan would not mess around. There must be something in this stone, but Yang Quan's provocative
His tone still made her feel shy.
"Well, one million, every penny is more. This stone is yours!" The buyer came back and said to Yang Quan. After receiving the money, the buyer felt a little better. Although he lost half a million, he is now
At the transfer point, he would not lose all his money. He suddenly became a spectator.
"Sir, do you want to cut it up? Or take it back and cut it yourself?" the shop owner asked Yang Quan.
"Cut, but let me draw a line!" Yang Quan walked over and drew another line on the stone, only one centimeter away from the previous incision, "Cut here!"
Everyone cheered up again, click, click, and the knife went down again.
"It still hasn't come out, this guy's one million dollars has been wasted!" Someone commented, it turned out that the buyer was in a good mood, and fortunately he threw the hot potato to the rich second generation.
"Do you still want to cut it? For the last cut, if you want to cut it, I suggest you cut it in the middle!" the shop owner suggested. Everyone was waiting to see the joke, but Yang Quan's smile remained the same.
"Don't be in the middle, be on this line!" Yang Quan drew another line, one centimeter away from the incision just now.
"Stop being ink-stained. If you die sooner or later, you will die. You can't come out of this stone with two cuts, and 80% of the time it won't come out. You'd better cut it from the middle!" someone shouted.
"Let's start with this line!" Yang Quan laughed but did not answer him.
Click, another knife!
"Out!"
"Oh my God, purple!"
"It seems to be imperial purple!"
"I'm dizzy. This situation is as big as a fist. This kid is so developed!"
"What? Imperial Purple, yeah! It seems to be real!"
Everyone walked towards the stone intently. With a look from Yang Quan, the ten purchasers understood and surrounded the stone, surrounding everyone outside. They were five meters away from the stone, but could see it clearly.
"Oh my god, it's really imperial purple! I remember that there was an imperial purple one before, the size of a walnut, and someone bid 30 million on the spot. This fist-sized one cost hundreds of millions!"
Bang! The previous buyer gritted his teeth and slapped himself hard several times. The finger marks on his face were clearly visible. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.
The shop owner also looked at the rough stone, his eyes full of jealousy, envy and hatred.
"I'll offer you 80 million to buy it!" A wealthy middle-aged man said.
"Sorry, I want it myself!" Yang Quan handed the other party a business card.
"Oh! It turns out to be the Hong Kong Zhou Group!" The middle-aged man opened his mouth wide. He understood what Yang Quan meant. You can't afford what the Zhou Group wants. This is a kind reminder.
"Okay, friends here, I'll give you a thousand red envelopes each!" Yang Quan said to his entourage with a smile, and the ten people went down with wads of cash to hand them out.
After handing out the money, Yang Quan held the stone and pulled Zhou Qianqian into the car. The others got into the Jinbei car, started the car, and prepared to go back to the hotel.
"This is for you!" Yang Quan handed the stone to Zhou Qianqian. Zhou Qianqian looked at Yang Quan lovingly, feeling very happy. What she valued was not the value of the stone, but the meaning of the stone.
No less than a token of love.
"Yeah!" Zhou Qianqian hummed softly, then said nothing, but rested her head on Yang Quan's shoulder.
The two cars had just started walking for about ten minutes when they found that the road ahead was blocked by a shop. They also heard a woman crying. There were many people watching. There were also several police cars parked there. The police were
Evacuate people.
"What on earth is going on?" Some of the onlookers didn't know.
"I'm not sure, I heard someone say it. It seems that a couple bought a stone, but no jade was found at the scene. The man couldn't bear it, he had a nervous breakdown, and he hit his head on the stone and died!" Another onlooker said.
said.
"As for that? If you can't afford to gamble, don't gamble!"
"It seems to be more than three million! I heard from the woman that the more than three million was from selling the house and all their savings, and it seems that the remaining half a million was borrowed from loan sharks!"
"Oh my God!"
Speechless, completely speechless, Yang Quan was speechless and shook his head, while Zhou Qianqian was shocked and frowned.
This kind of thing often happens here. The so-called life with one knife and death with one knife refers to gambling on stones. For example, Yang Quan opened the imperial purple for one million, and the value increased more than a hundred times. This was a sudden fortune.
It's life; and for the couple, it's death. The man is liberated when he dies, but the woman is worse off than death. Everything is gone and she still owes loan sharks.
In the stone gambling market, there are few lives and many deaths, but a steady stream of people flock here for that glimmer of hope.
