NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 62 $100 Million
With a bang, the scene exploded in an instant.
100 million US dollars, this little doll is crazy and does not understand the exchange rate, and dares to open up this price.
Qu Bai's smiling eyes became deep in vain, revealing a bit of exploration. He didn't think the kid in front of him was joking. On the contrary, he had already thought about the price.
Moreover, the price is reasonable and within his range.
In this world, if anyone knows jadeite, knows how to trade jadeite, and knows how deep and shallow the water is, it is the Qu family who has studied jade for generations, and in this generation, the one who plays the most precise abacus is Qu Bai.
Although the price of this colorless jadeite from Laokeng glass is not as high as that of the emperor green of Laokeng glass, its cost is definitely not lower than that of the emperor green. First, the colorful light in this colorless jadeite is special enough. , the second is that this jadeite has a natural posture like Maitreya Buddha, and the value of small pieces is definitely not as good as that of large pieces. Therefore, this hundred million dollars is indeed reasonable.
Okay. When the head nodded, everyone in the room could swallow an egg with their mouths open, and they all wondered in their hearts that the young master of the Qu family would not have been given some ecstasy, $100 million. Just agreed?
But Qu Bai didn't spend the money himself, but he didn't feel bad about it at all.
Hehe, they say I'm an old fox, and I think you are the little fox. Qu Bai smiled lowly from his lips, not hating Song Ye at all because of the bleeding. He has always liked to deal with smart people, and every performance of the little fox in front of him was very satisfying. Thinking of this, he felt a little more close to her. In the end, he wanted to look up and touch the top of the little guy's head, but it was was dodged at once.
Sorry, I don't like being close to others. Song Ye took a step back, his apology was alienated and without any sincerity.
Qu Bai stood up straight, looking at the empty palm, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, it seemed that it was not only a little fox, but also a little hedgehog.
A piece of colorless jadeite worth 100 million US dollars was unearthed at the scene, which became the most lively climax of the audience, and in this lively atmosphere, some people lost their souls and turned pale.
Someone in the crowd shouted, Oh, this piece of wool looks so good, but how come it is a dead jade?
After being greeted like this, everyone's emotional focus was slightly scattered to the wool of the calcified stone in the same field just now. I saw that the wool had been completely untied, and the white stones on the ground had been piled into small hills, but the one placed on top of the calcifier was only a small jadeite, and it was a dead jadeite with an opaque color.
He was still arrogant when he first entered the arena. The man with a red face was already pale at this time. In the cold weather, his face was full of sweat. He stared at the jade in front of him and muttered to himself, Impossible, impossible, how could this be...
Three million, he spent three million, how could he buy a piece of dead jade!
When everyone saw that he was hit so hard, they all shook their heads and sighed, This gambling stone and stone gambling, once rich and famous, will ruin the family. But it is precisely because of this that some people follow one after another, and moths threw themselves into the fire.
The man thinks that he has achieved success in business and has an excellent vision, and he is bragging when he meets everyone.
Others are pitying him and sympathizing with him, but there is only one person with an expressionless face, who wants to make him fulfill his bet in front of everyone.
Song Ye walked up to him and spit out three words coldly, You lost.
you lose.
Hearing this, the man's body trembled and looked at the young man in front of him in a trance. After a while, he slowly lowered his head, I lost.
Then, honor your bet, three million, and send it to Yufu Jewelry.
The boy's voice was cold, as biting as the snow hanging on the branches in the cold winter, hitting the man's shoulder, instantly crushing the last straw of his existence.
Hey, little friend, this uncle has already lost, and you are also angry, forget it.
That's right, you have to forgive people and forgive them. This gentleman is already like this. If you let him honor the bet at this time, don't you want to force him to a dead end?
...
Seeing that a tall man was forced to hold his head up by a child, everyone couldn't bear it and persuaded them one after another.
If it were fifteen-year-old Song Ye, he might be a good boy who is praised by others, but now he is a cold-blooded killer who has tasted blood for fifteen years and understands the cruelty of the world. Without realizing it, don't expect her to let go of the person who stepped on her face because of a momentary reluctance.
Three million, you are so kind, are you going to help this gentleman pay it back? She stood on the stage and looked back quietly at the hypocritical faces below the stage, the corners of her mouth pursed into sharp arcs.
The question was so calm that there was no ups and downs, but it made everyone shut their mouths instantly.
After all, everyone has sympathy, but no one will spend three million to buy this sympathy.
Human nature, for the most part.
Song Ye knew for a long time that she was not a virtuous person, so she never had any sympathy in her words and actions. She looked at the man in front of her who was trying to escape, and said slowly and clearly, Young Master Qu is here to testify today. Three million is to pay for your arrogance.
After speaking, she turned around calmly and walked to the bottom of the stand, ignoring the whispers around her, she didn't need to spend more time for unrelated people.
Qu Bai caught up from behind and looked at her with a smile full of interest, Haha, since you've been a referee once, I think you should treat me to a meal and console me for my hard work.
...Well. He didn't mention the pleasure of cooperation, and he didn't mention that he earned him 100 million US dollars. He just said that he needed labor fees to be a referee, so Song Ye had no reason to refuse.
So, on the last night of his stay in Shishi, Song Ye invited Qu Bai to have a meal, but the place was a food stall by the river. In the cold night, the two of them surrounded a stone pot fish, and their face was red with spiciness.
Later, after drinking ten bottles, the two became friends.
Song Ye felt that compared to Qin Zhan's kind of person who was so angry that he didn't pay for his life, Qu Bai, who was romantic and graceful, was easier to get along with.
So the beer was bottled one after another. Later, Song Ye misestimated the drinking capacity of the fifteen-year-old's small body, and was taken back to the hotel by Qu Bai drunk, which scared Zhao Zhenzhen in fear.
In the middle of the night, Qin Zhan, who was sleeping, was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone. As soon as he was connected, he heard Qu Bai's drunken voice. He opened his mouth and said, Brother, I spent 100 million dollars for you today.
One hundred million dollars... Qin Zhan's heavy eyebrows frowned slightly in the dark, and finally replied without any emotion: The money will be credited to your account tomorrow.
Hey, what I want to tell you is not money, but people. Your hundred million dollars were taken away by a kid.