Chapter Twenty-Six: It's okay not to see it, but it's hard to see it
"You said that your boss can't meet you if you want to, right?" Ye Que repeated the waiter's words seriously.
The waiter was a little confused, but nodded anyway, "Yes, sir." ”
"That's okay!" Ye Que pulled a chair casually and sat down lightly. It seemed that he was still a little dissatisfied with his current position, so he dragged the chair to the middle of the gate of heaven and crossed Erlang's legs, "Ask your boss to come out to see me, I don't want to meet anyone, if you miss now, you won't have a chance in the future." ”
He is a waste picker who is busy picking up garbage, not that he is running to the garbage, but that the garbage is coming to him.
"What did you say?"
The waiter's eyes were like copper bells, where did this young man who seemed to be underage come from?
Ye Que took out a card from his pocket, threw it at the waiter, and then pretended to be contemptuous: "This is 180 million, is it enough for your boss to come out to see me in person?"
After finishing speaking, he clasped his hands on his chest with a disdainful gesture.
But in the corner where everyone couldn't see, Ye Que's hand secretly rubbed off his clothes, and he was now nervous with sweat on his hands.
Waiter: "?!?"
Could it be that the young master of a top rich family came out to play?
The waiter immediately picked up the card, held it in both hands and returned it to Ye Que, and smiled respectfully: "Okay, okay, young master wait here for a while." Please put your card away, move to the lounge and wait, we will provide you with the best service!"
In the waiter's opinion, the young master seemed to be a little impatient. He thinks it's normal, after all, most of the young masters of rich and noble families don't have a very good temper.
When Ye Que stood up from the chair, he felt that his legs were a little disobedient, but he still made a habitual appearance.
Isn't it just lying, who wouldn't?!
Isn't it just lying that you have 180 million!
He knew exactly how much money was in that card.
It's just that the money in the bank card is added to the zero!
And Si!
For the sake of Han Dongjun, Ye Que can be regarded as out of the box today.
The VIP room is very spacious, the lighting is soft, the air contains a faint fragrance, and the music is good.
Ye Que sighed: Sure enough, the treatment of rich people is different!
Not long after he sat down, the boss of Heaven's Gate arrived.
The moment he saw Ye Que, Wen Haibo was shocked, he looked a bit like the big man of the Ye family!
However, the person in front of him doesn't seem to be an adult, and the Ye family doesn't have a young master of this age now......
Wen Haibo relaxed slightly, but he was still a little surprised, after all, it was too similar.
He heard the waiter in the office say that a teenager came to him with 180 million yuan, and he thought it was the young master of which family.
After listening to the waiter's description of Ye Que's appearance, after thinking about it, he didn't find the rich young master with compound conditions.
He was a little skeptical that he had been tricked. Do business, pay the most attention to details. To be on the safe side, Wen Haibo decided to come out and see him.
It's good not to see it, but it's hard to see it.
At this meeting, Wen Haibo felt that this matter was not so simple.
……
Wen Haibo is in his sixties today, with a pale face and white hair, wearing a loose Tang costume, with a straight posture and bright eyes.
Wen Haibo waved his hand and motioned for the waiter to leave. Turning around, looking back, he asked Ye Que amiably, "Little pot friend, is there something wrong?"
It's another familiar sentence.
But in terms of age, Wen Haibo is indeed Ye Que's grandfather.
Ye Que organized the language in his mind, and then replied seriously: "I want to apply for your rough stone appraiser here!"
Wen Haibo didn't answer Ye Que directly, but asked, "How old is the little pot friend this year?"
"Seventeen. ”
"What's your name?"
"The surname is Ye, and the name is missing. ”
"Seventeen? Are you serious?"
Ye Que said solemnly again: "I'm serious, sleep again, I want to apply for your rough stone appraiser here!"
Heaven's Gate rough appraisers are considered to be very authoritative in the industry, and many appraisers are proud to work at Heaven's Gate.
However, the threshold of Heaven's Gate is also extremely high. Not only a high level is required, but also a good evaluation. At least none of the appraisers currently working at Heaven's Gate are under the age of fifty.
Therefore, it is particularly ridiculous for Ye Que to apply.
"I have the strength, can you give me a chance and let me prove it to you!"
Ye Que's eyes were very firm, which made Wen Haibo a little surprised. In the eyes of this young man, there seems to be a broken galaxy, dazzling.
Wen Haibo thought about it carefully, according to the rules, he should first refuse this ridiculous request fiercely, and then let the young man leave here.
But Wen Haibo, who has been in the gambling stone industry for many years, has an intuition that he thinks that this teenager may bring him unexpected surprises.
However, what kind of ability will be able to be so young and vigorous?
Wen Haibo's mind changed several times, and finally said what Ye Que was looking forward to: "Okay, I'll give you a chance, come with me!"
Ye Que was overjoyed, got up, and followed Wen Haibo to a warehouse located at the Gate of Heaven, and the door of the warehouse was covered with dust.
Wen Haibo motioned to the storekeeper to open the door.
The storekeeper is an old man who has worked here for many years. Seeing Wen Haibo enter the warehouse with a young man, he was dumbfounded.
At his age, he has seen a lot of storms, and the look of surprise on his face quickly subsided.
The iron door of the warehouse slowly opened, and a bone of dust came to his face.
Ye Que subconsciously coughed twice, but Wen Haibo didn't react at all, calm and composed.
The inside of the warehouse was dry and large, and the air was full of dust.
Ye Que walked all the way in and saw all kinds of stones, and it was inevitable that he was a little moved.
It would be nice if they could find it in his garbage bag!
Wen Haibo and Ye Que walked to a corner, where stones of different sizes were piled up scattered and looked like they had been cut by someone.
"I heard that when you first came, you missed two pieces of jadeite in good condition from the scrap. Now it's the first level of the assessment, I have mixed a piece of rough stone containing jadeite in these scraps, and I will give you five days to find this rough stone. ”。
Although the area of rough stones here is not large, there are a lot of scattered stones, and the five-day period is actually very tense for an appraiser.
However, Wen Haibo's intention in doing this was to make Ye Que retreat!