Yang Zimei and Zhou Jieying signed a bet, betting 200 million!
Murong Yunqing invited the notary office to do the notarization.
Because Yang Zimei was a minor, Zeng Tianhua became the guarantor.
He had obviously lost three pieces of wool in his bet, but the opponent kept betting higher. This was an obvious victory, and even he himself had completely lost his confidence.[
He didn't understand where Yang Zimei's self-confidence came from, and he didn't even understand that Murong Yunqing, who was known for his shrewdness and ruthlessness, actually accompanied her in mischief, and even put all his property on the line.
He advised Yang Zimei to think again, fearing that there would be serious consequences.
"Uncle, I will take all responsibility on my own, so don't worry."
Yang Zimei comforted him and said, "Zhou Jieying's face is really annoying this time. It's okay for her to mock me. Even uncle, you don't respect her. You really treat her as the almighty God of Gamblers. I won't step on her." I really can’t get along with this tone.”
Zeng Tianhua couldn't agree with this tone, but 200 million was no joke, and it was still a gamble with no chance of winning.
However, when he saw Zhou Jieying's face, he could no longer remain calm and impulsively signed the bet.
This sky-high price bet shocked the entire antique street.
Everyone looked at Yang Zimei, Zeng Tianhua and Murong Yunqing as if they were crazy, feeling that their heads were really wet.
Their approach actually made the banker who was placing peripheral bets tremble.
Murong Yunqing and the three of them had just placed a total of 40 million bets on the peripheral bets they were making. The odds were 1 to 5. If Zeng Tianhua's side really won, he would have to lose 200 million.
Although there were many people betting on Jieying next week, the amount was very small. In total, it was less than 10 million.
Originally, he thought he was going to make a lot of money, but now that he saw the three people raising their bets like crazy, he felt that something was wrong.
Therefore, he seriously regretted that he had set Zeng Tianhua's odds so high!
Yang Zimei looked at him, with a meaningful smile on his lips, which made him feel a little scared.
That's right, Yang Zimei wanted him to seriously regret and even vomit blood. Who asked him to strongly support Zhou Jieying?
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The fourth piece of wool began to be loaded onto the stone-cutting machine.
This time, Yang Zimei did not choose the piece of wool that could not produce green. Instead, she first chose the piece of wool that Zeng Tianhua had chosen that had jade.
The stone-cutting master at Zhou Jieying's side is also starting to prepare for the stone-cutting.[
The audience looked on both sides with suspense.
They discovered that this time Yang Zimei did not cut the wool into pieces casually, but began to cut it seriously.
Stone cutting is not only a physical job, but also a technical job. People who have not practiced with ordinary stones for several years generally do not dare to cut wool that may produce jade.
And this kind of physical work should not be done by a weak-looking girl like Yang Zimei.
However, the strange thing is that when she held the solution knife in her hand, it immediately became alive.
The hard wool was like tofu, and she cut it piece by piece on the ground. The cuts were very smooth.
Looking at her technique, it can be described as fast, accurate and ruthless.
She is extremely beautiful, with a calm demeanor, and her slender white fingers are holding a stone knife while cutting slowly. Her movements are neat and her posture is graceful, which gives people an extremely strong visual impact and makes people stare unconsciously. It was attracted by the ground and could no longer be moved away.
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[The version has been revised recently, and there is constant convulsion in the background and I am unable to post.]
