Chapter 182: The Mess of Defeat [3 More]
The crowd looked back.
Seeing the rough stone of a pickup truck, many people were shocked on their faces.
That's a lot of money!
The first time I saw it, I gambled to this realm.
Take a brief look, it will cost at least more than 100 million to buy so many rough stones, they have lived here for so long, they have never seen such a crazy thing!
Rich people, come here to gamble on stones only to invest a few million, and if you can make money, you can make money, if you can't make money, it will be regarded as entertainment and pastime, and it will not hurt your vitality, and Liu Junxiong completely regards gambling stones as a profession.
It's really rare to see crazy people like this!
After all, those who can directly take out 100 million are all people with a certain background, how can they take so much money and invest it in gambling, they can't understand Liu Junxiong's thoughts.
Perhaps, this guy is really rich.
Take out 100 million to play, just for entertainment, the idea of a local tyrant has never been understandable to ordinary people.
But looking at Liu Junxiong's dress, he doesn't look like a serious local tyrant.
Let's see first, as for what the situation, they don't know.
"Brother Liu, these rough stones are all just mined, they are all high-quality, there is absolutely nothing wrong, just believe in my brother. The young man came to Yoo Junxiong, handed Yoo Junxiong a cigarette, and said.
Liu Junxiong took the cigarette, nodded slightly, then took out two hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to the young man, patted the other party's shoulder, and said, "Thank you for your tip." ”
"Okay, thank you, Brother Liu. ”
The young man put away the two hundred-dollar bills, and immediately turned around and began to unload the rough stones.
It took more than ten minutes for the young man to put all the rough stones at the door of the shop and then drove away; as for Liu Junxiong, he came to the side of the rough stone and said to the shop owner, "Charge according to the previous price, right?"
"Done!" the shopkeeper nodded heavily.
Although Liu Junxiong did not buy rough stones at this shop, if Liu Junxiong needed tools to cut them, the shop owner was still happy to help, but he needed to charge a certain fee for each rough stone cut.
Although it has only been here for more than ten days.
But Liu Junxiong seems to have a lot of experience with gambling stones, picked up the pen, drew a straight line on a rough stone, and said, "Boss, just cut according to this straight line." ”
"Okay. The boss carried the rough under his tools, put on his glasses, and began to cut.
At the moment when the tool was running, Liu Junxiong's expression became extremely solemn, he swallowed lightly, his eyes were full of frenzy when he looked at the original stone, and his fists were clenched tightly.
Got it, got it!!
The sound is endless.
Soon a piece of rough stone was cut, and when he saw the material inside, a trace of helplessness appeared on the face of the shop owner, looked at Liu Junxiong, and said: "Brother Liu, I lost again, and the material is so ordinary that it can't be ordinary anymore, it's just a stone, and it can't be sold for money at all." ”
This sentence made Yoo Junxiong's eyes glaze off for a moment.
And then!
Yoo immediately moved a larger stone and put it under the machine, saying, "Look at this one." ”
The cutter starts.
Five minutes later.
The rough stone is opened.
The shopkeeper dragged his mouth and studied it, and said: "This can still sell for some money, the worst quality old pit species, but it doesn't sell much, this big guy, it's not a problem to sell hundreds of thousands." ”
Hundreds of thousands, which is not bad for ordinary people.
But for Liu Junxiong, who has invested so much, this is a complete loss.
After two consecutive failures, Liu Junxiong couldn't support it anymore, he looked back at the remaining dozen or so rough stones, his breathing gradually became heavier, and he said, "Boss, keep cutting, I'll avoid it first." ”
With that, Yoo Junxiong walked into the shop and lay down.
It seems to be very calm, but in fact, he is extremely nervous in his heart, he now does not dare to go outside to watch the cutting of rough stones, if all of them are some goods that do not make money, the money he invested is a waste.
Got it, got it!
The sound of cutting continued.
The eyes of Su Ye and the others standing in the crowd were fixed on the face of the shop owner, because they didn't understand the quality of the rough stone, so they could only look at the face of the shop owner!
As long as the shop owner has a good face, the quality of the cut is not bad.
If you secretly shake your head and sigh, it means that the quality of this rough stone is not good, and it can't be sold for money at all.
With the shop owner shaking his head every time, Liu Baiyi's hearts throbbed fiercely, and now Liu Junxiong has become like this, if this batch of rough stones still can't make money, I don't know if Liu Junxiong can bear it.
After Liu Junxiong left, the shop owner cut five or six rough stones in a row, and a look of helplessness appeared on his face, he glanced back at Liu Junxiong, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Liu, where did you buy these rough stones? This is just a pile of garbage, how much did you spend to buy it?"
"What?" Liu Junxiong immediately came to the outside of the shop and asked with a pale face, "Boss, what do you mean?"
"Your rough stones, all abandoned stones, all old pit seeds, unsellable goods, all let you buy them, right?" the shopkeeper noticed the strangeness in it and immediately said.
Hearing these words, Liu Junxiong couldn't help but feel a little dizzy, he reached out to hold the table on the side, and asked weakly: "Boss, you mean, I was deceived, right? These rough stones are not worth 70 million at all?"
"Seventy million?"
The shopkeeper roared and said, "If it is a rough stone of other quality, it is indeed okay to buy these for 70 million, but it is all old pit seeds, left over from a long, long time ago, how can it be worth 70 million? This is just a hoarded and unsellable goods, you have been deceived." ”
Boom!
This sentence was like a flash, frantically slashing at Liu Junxiong's head, his face was full of sluggishness, and a thick look of horror appeared in his eyes, obviously unable to accept the truth of this matter.
Scammed?
This is the rough stone that he just dug up with his own eyes, why are they all old goods that have been hoarded?
"Brother Liu, I advise you, you can take the rest of the stones, don't continue to cut, I won't ask you for the money for cutting the rough stones, I'll arrange a car for you and pull the rough stones away." ”
"Dad, who sold you the rough stones? ”
When Liu Ziyue heard that Liu Junxiong had been deceived, she instantly burst into a rage, came to Liu Junxiong's side, and spoke.
"You girl, do you understand the rules?" The people around him began to accuse, and said: "The matter of gambling on stones is originally a matter of willing to gamble and lose, you spend money to buy the rough stones you pick, whether you can make money is your own business, is it possible that people who sell rough stones have to be responsible for you to make money? ”
More and more people's accusations made Liu Ziyue a little confused, and she immediately bowed her head and was silent.
"Owner, lent me a car. ”
Liu Junxiong was expressionless and said softly.
"Okay!!" The shopkeeper immediately ran to the backyard and drove a pickup truck for Yoo Junxiong, helping Yoo Junxiong lift the remaining pieces of intact rough stones and all the rough stones that had been cut onto the car, and then in full view of everyone, Yoo Junxiong drove away in the pickup truck.
"Go and keep up. Su Ye immediately said softly.
Because there were too many people, Liu Junxiong was not driving fast, and Su Ye and the four of them followed behind, and they could see that Liu Junxiong had fallen into despair the moment he left.
He didn't yell and scream, he didn't show the madness he had before, and the silence was terrifying.
The more silent it is, the more panicked it feels.
Lost to the last madness!
In the end, there is only a dead end.
ps: There are only three shifts today, there are some things to deal with at home, there is really no time to code words, starting tomorrow, the bottom five watches!
I'm sorry to everyone, and I will read the latest chapter of "I have a god-level selection system claw bookhouse" for free for the first time.