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Chapter seven hundred and eighty nine riding a tiger is difficult

Chen Hao said meaningfully: "Have you thought about it, are you sure you want to make this bet with me?

I suggest you ask your son how he lost?"

He Jinjin sneered and was about to speak.

Suddenly, He Ming stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Dad, are you sure you can win?"

He Jinfa said proudly: "Of course, let me introduce to you. This is your Uncle Fan Yongrui, a big customer of our He family."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to a man in his fifties and well-built standing next to him.

"Hello Uncle Fan, I am He Ming."

He Ming didn't know why, but he still stretched out his hands and said hello politely.

Fan Yongrui shook hands with He Ming and praised with a smile: "My good nephew is handsome and stalwart. He has a lot of talent and will definitely become a great person in the future."

When everyone heard this, they showed disdain and thought in their hearts: "You are telling lies with your eyes wide open. Why do you think this pairing will become a great weapon? It is a joke, but it is more or less the same."

He Jinfa said: "The second largest industry under your uncle Fan's name is a jewelry company. He has been gambling on stones for almost thirty years. He has rich experience and accurate stone reading. In the Ruili area of ​​​​Lingnan, he has the reputation of King Fan Stone.

I asked your Uncle Fan to help me pick the gambling stones. Not to mention someone who is not as old as you, even if all the people here are put together, none of them can be my opponent."

Fan Yongrui waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's just a nickname. Lao He, you have praised me to the sky."

His words seemed modest, but his tone sounded quite proud.

He Ming was stunned: "Uncle Fan is so powerful, can you draw the line?"

Fan Yongrui smiled and said nothing.

He Jinjin smiled and said: "This is a question that your Uncle Fan was able to draw lines ten years ago, and he was quite accurate, with an error of no more than five centimeters."

Fan Yongrui corrected: "It's three centimeters now."

He Jinfa said: "It's been a long time since I played stone gambling with you. I didn't expect that your skills have improved so much. I'm very happy to congratulate you."

Fan Yongrui smiled proudly and said: "This is my only hobby in my life, so of course I have to think about it carefully."

When He Ming heard this, he looked disappointed: "That's still not as good as Chen Hao."

What?

He Jinfa and Fan Yongrui were stunned.

He Ming sighed: "Dad, Uncle Fan, and Chen Hao can also draw lines, and the lines they draw are quite accurate. They are exactly the dividing line between jade and jade, and there is no error at all."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Fan Yongrui immediately shook his head without thinking and said: "Even the most senior stone gambling expert, or even the stone gambling king himself, can't draw the line without errors."

He Ming smiled bitterly and said: "Uncle Fan, it's true. We had onlookers just now who witnessed it with their own eyes."

"Yes, Mr. Fan, we did see it with our own eyes."

"Before cutting, the master of stone cutting also asked Chen Hao if he should be farther away from the drawing line. Chen Hao said no, but the result was that it was cut just right."

Wu Hongyuan, Wang Yuncong and others also said this with shock in their tone.

That scene left a very deep impression on them.

"This..." Fan Yongrui looked incomprehensible, glanced at Chen Hao in shock, and murmured: "Before the jadeite was solved, I couldn't see the specific shape at all. How could it be possible to draw it so accurately?"

He Mingdao: "Chen Hao said that he understands traditional Chinese medicine and can use traditional Chinese medicine techniques to judge the internal conditions of gambling stones."

He Jinfa asked in surprise: "Lao Fan, have you ever heard of Chinese medicine treating gambling stones?"

Fan Yongrui said blankly: "No."

Immediately, he added: "I have been playing stone gambling for decades, and this is the first time I have heard this theory."

He Ming smiled bitterly and said: "No matter whether Chinese medicine can read gambling stones, it is a fact that at least Chen Hao can see gambling stones and draw lines accurately.

Uncle Fan, I'm not questioning your level, but in this case, even if you bet for my dad, you may not be able to beat Chen Hao."

Fan Yongrui frowned and asked thoughtfully: "Isn't Chen Hao cheating?

Even if he can use the so-called traditional Chinese medicine to judge stone gambling, he can draw such precise lines. To be honest, it is hard for me to believe it.

Over the years of playing stone gambling, I have also met some famous stone kings. Many people's ability to judge stone gambling is far better than mine, but even if they draw a line, there is no way there is no error.

This is not a matter of experience, but because you can’t see anything through the gambling stone and can only predict the shape of the jadeite. No matter how accurate the prediction is, how can there be no mistakes?"

He Ming also hesitated after hearing this.

The yellow-green ice gambling stone he bought before was obtained by cheating by bribing the person in charge of the organizer.

Therefore, it is not necessarily impossible for Chen Hao to cheat, although he did not see it.

"Uncle Fan, I'm not sure whether Chen Hao cheated, but I took the initiative to propose the bet. He didn't know about it before, so the possibility of cheating is unlikely."

After thinking for a long time, He Ming said.

Fan Yongrui nodded and said to He Jinfa seriously: "Old He, I can help you pick the gambling stones.

But according to what my nephew said just now, this Chen Hao is a bit evil, so I can't guarantee that he will win. You can decide for yourself whether you want to bet or not."

He Jinjin nodded, feeling quite embarrassed.

He originally thought that Chen Hao was a young boy who didn't have much experience even if he knew how to gamble on stones. He Ming's victory was just a matter of luck. With Fan Yongrui, a king of stone gambling, he would definitely kill him instantly.

I didn't expect Chen Hao to be so powerful, and I suddenly felt like I was riding a tiger.

If you say you won't gamble, you've already let the harsh words out.

If you give up now, wouldn't you be slapping yourself in the face?

But if you gamble, losing will not only be more embarrassing, but you will also lose 50 million.

what to do?

Chen Hao said impatiently: "Boss He, do you want to bet or not?

Just give me a nice word and don’t waste your time.”

He Jinfa's face looked ugly.

He has never encountered such an embarrassing situation in his life.

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "Boss He, Mr. He, bet with him and I will help you."

He Jinfa, He Ming and others were stunned and looked back.

I saw a handsome boy walking slowly over.

It was Wu Liang.

He Ming's eyes immediately turned red, and he gritted his teeth. He stepped forward and grabbed Wu Liang's breast: "Damn liar, do you still dare to show up?"

Wu Hongyuan, Wang Yuncong and others also looked bad and surrounded Wu Liang.

If they hadn't believed in Wu Liang, gave up their original cheating bet, and bought No. 1024, He Ming wouldn't have lost so miserably.

Wu Liang did not resist, was calm and said in He Ming's ear: "I'm not lying to you. To tell you the truth, I am an extraordinary person. I have clairvoyance and can see what's going on inside the gambling stone."

He Ming was startled, and then became even more angry.

This liar still dared to lie to him, and he used such a poor reason.

Wu Liang continued in a low voice: "You are wearing light cyan shorts. There is a cyan birthmark next to your belly button. There is a wallet in your jacket pocket. There is about more than 20,000 yuan in cash in the wallet.

There is an ID card, a credit card, a Bank of China bank card and a handwritten receipt."

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