Chapter 142: The Best of Mr. Feng Shui

Dao Nong and Sha Ling enthusiastically invited Wu Shuang and the old man surnamed Tang into the villa, and Ya Teng and the director also followed in cheekily. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Hao Ren looked at Wu Shuang's pretty face from the side, resisting the urge to strike up a conversation with her.

First, he was not familiar with Wu Shuang, and had only met once in Huo Hanyan's Yujia Mountain House; second, he was going to return to China after finishing the affairs of the director and Yateng today, and he didn't want to make any more trouble.

Hao Ren also has an idea, he must chase Xuan Xuan after he returns to China. Xuan Xuan and Wu Shuang must also know each other. If he let Wu Shuang recognize him at this time, presumably Wu Shuang would not say good things about him in front of Xuan Xuan in the future.

In order not to let Wu Shuang recognize him, Hao Ren had to follow behind with his head down.

Although they were far away, Hao Ren's realm could hear their conversation clearly. From the conversation between Wu Shuang and Sha Ling, Hao Ren already knew that the owner of this villa was Dao Nong, and Sha Ling was his daughter. The old man surnamed Tang came from Huaxia. Hao Ren also knew from Wu Shuang's name for him that he was Wu Shuang's godfather.

Last time, at Huo Hanyan's birthday party, not long after Wu Shuang met Hao Ren, he received a phone call saying that his godfather was not feeling well, and then she left in a hurry.

At that time, Hao Ren also made a joke with a wicked taste, saying: "Do beautiful women have godfathers!"

Hao Ren clearly remembered that Huo Hanyan immediately corrected Hao Ren's words, she said that Wu Shuang's parents died when she was a child, and it was her godfather who raised her. And Wu Shuang's godfather is a feng shui gentleman, not a rich man.

But. Now Hao Ren can see that Wu Shuang's godfather, that is, this old man surnamed Tang, is definitely not a mortal. Unless she still has a godfather.

At this time, the knife farmer's home was already full of friends. Although they all came to gamble on the stones, before they saw the original stones, everyone's chats were related to business.

The commissioner is a police officer, and Yaten is a soldier, and they don't know much about business, plus they are not at the same level as these people, so no one pays attention to them at all. Disappointed, he had to hide in the corner and taste wine, while reiterating to Hao Ren over and over again that he was not allowed to win.

Hao Ren laughed in his heart. In his opinion, these two guys have been stimulated to the point of evil. If he loses today, these two guys will kill themselves on the spot. If only that were the case, he would have left Mandalay without a hitch.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Daonong stood in the center of the living room with a glass of wine and said loudly to the guests: "Some time ago, I got a batch of rough stones from Myitkyina, and they are in very good condition, and I want to give everyone some excitement!"

Myitkyina is the main producing area of jadeite in Myanmar, very close to the Chinese country. In the past, many Chinese merchants shipped the jadeite rough from Myitkyina to China. In recent years, Myanmar's control over jadeite has become tighter and tighter, stipulating that as long as it is not a finished jadeite, it is not allowed to be sold abroad. Slowly, Mandalay became the distribution center of Burmese jadeite.

Most of the people present today are Chinese, so Dao Nong's words were said in Huaxia. In the past ten years, the economy of Huaxia has developed rapidly, and people from Southeast Asian countries have made much more money doing business with Chinese people than doing business with Europeans and Americans.

Therefore, the merchants of Huaxia can not understand the Burmese language, but the merchants of Myanmar cannot not understand the Chinese language. Moreover, the more big businessmen know Huaxia, and even use it as a fashion.

As the knife farmer spoke, the atmosphere in the venue was already warm. Someone shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, we want to see the rough stone!"

When one person said this, the people around him followed suit, and soon everyone except the knife farmer said the same.

Seeing that the effect he wanted had been achieved, there was no need to stimulate it any longer, so he waved his hand: "The original stone is in the basement of my house, please come with me!"

Underneath the knife farmer's villa is an empty underground garage. He has a hobby of collecting luxury cars, and there used to be at least ten luxury cars parked here. Now, in order to place the rough stones, he has his subordinates drive all the luxury cars out and triple the security and police officers.

The police of the knife farmer were borrowed from the police department in Mandalay. He himself has a close personal relationship with the Commissioner of Police and has a business relationship, so he does not take the Commissioner of the Western Police Station seriously at all.

Hao Ren followed the excited crowd out of the living room and walked towards the underground garage of the knife farmer's house.

There are already nearly 100 jade rough stones of all sizes in the garage. Hao Ren had just approached, and before he could stretch out his hand, he could feel the spiritual energy surging in the jade. It seems that there are not a few jadeites in these rough stones.

Dao farmer walked in the front, pointed to the pile of rough stones in front of him and said, "These rough stones of mine have passed through the old jade craftsman of Myitkyina, and the possibility of producing jadeite is very high." So, my rough is more expensive than the rough stone on the market. I'm sure you'll understand!"

Someone asked, "How expensive is it, you have to make a price!"

"There are the most friends from Huaxia who are here today, so we will settle in Huaxia currency. As for the rough stones, 100,000 yuan per kilogram!" said Dao Nong.

100,000? Hao Ren felt a chill down his spine when he heard it. The day before yesterday, he bought 7,000 yuan a kilogram of rough stones at the jade market in Mandalay. He is used to living a poor life, although he now has a net worth of nearly 200 million, he still can't get rid of his small family.

However, the rest of the people present were in high spirits. Although this price is a bit expensive, it is stimulating their interest in gambling stones.

The rough here is a little larger than the market, generally speaking, the rough stone on the market is only a few kilograms to a dozen kilograms, and a stone here is about a few tens of kilograms. In other words, they need to pay millions of yuan to buy a rough stone, which is not too much for them, but a lot less, and it is not bad to gamble and play.

The knife farmer said: "If you think it's expensive, I can ask my friend to pick a rough stone to try and see how it works!"

As he spoke, Dao Nong said to the old man surnamed Tang who was standing beside him: "Brother Tang, go pick one! Although your skills are high, I don't know how your skills are at looking at stones?"

The old man surnamed Tang smiled and said, "Dao Nong, aren't you afraid that I will pick the best one at once and affect everyone's interest?"

Among the people present, there were few who knew Lao Tang, and they thought they were successful businessmen, and they were a little angry that the knife farmer valued a stranger so much. You know, who is the first to pick the rough stone is particular, and only a person with high authority has this qualification.

Daonong obviously didn't care about everyone's opinions, he patted Old Tang on the shoulder and pushed him out.

Old Tang smiled slightly, and naturally walked towards the pile of rough stones. Although the group of people behind him are businessmen, they are also mixed in the rivers and lakes, and they look at Lao Tang's eyes like knives, but Lao Tang doesn't care at all.

Hao Ren remembered what Huo Hanyan told him at the beginning: "Sister Shuang's godfather is just a feng shui gentleman, and he is not a rich man!"

Even if this old Tang is a feng shui gentleman, he is also the best among feng shui gentlemen! )