Not every piece of material is good!

Judging from the skin, it is okay, No. 9 material, there are indeed a lot of "jade meat" in it, but most of them are dry green seeds, mixed with shit, occasionally there are a few places where the water head is slightly good, and it is also very small, even if these "jade eyes" can be dug out accurately, it can only be used as a ring or something, and the whole piece is estimated to be more than one million!

With such a large amount of material, in the end, only these jadeites can be solved, and there is no doubt that it will be complete.

To know that Lu Dao, as a popular material, the reserve price of the No. 9 gambling material is not low, directly marked at 15 million, according to its popularity, the most popular transaction price does not know what Lu Dao will be like!

Another cheat!

Wu Chen shook his head, this kind of pit, few people can afford to plant it, isn't this Fujiwara Club coaxed by Niu X, it is a good material to fill the pit!

"By the way, Zhou Xuan, your family, someone is here this time, right?"

"Of course. What's wrong? ”

Yangmei public market has developed rapidly in recent years, and has become second only to Myanmar public market as a first-hand material area, and in China, it is the leader, for many middle and downstream manufacturers, this is their first-hand market.

An industry leader like Zhou Ji naturally attaches great importance to this kind of industry event, and has sent a lot of people, led by the elders in charge of procurement. It may be a bit unbelievable, coupled with all kinds of messy fees, the material directly auctioned in Myanmar is sometimes higher than the unit price obtained in Yangmei.

Wu Chen also had the heart to remind him, don't fall into the pit of No. 9, now seeing Zhou Xuan asking, he was a little dumbfounded, and said what's wrong, your eldest lady of the Zhou family, don't go with your parents, and mix with a few bastards all day long, so it's okay to ask me what's wrong?

"I think the 9th isn't too good."

"Oh?" Zhou Xuan raised her eyebrows, she naturally knew what Wu Chen meant, she had also met with the elders in the family just now, and listening to their meaning, she seemed to be quite enthusiastic about No. 9.

Could it be that Wu Chen saw something?

Zhou Xuan looked at Wu Chen suspiciously, but saw that he was already talking about Little Japan with Xu Shaodong, so he knew that he didn't want to talk about it.

I don't know what Lu Dao is for, she thought about it, or took out her mobile phone, called the elders in the family, and conveyed Wu Chen's meaning to that side, of course, she would not be stupid enough to say that it was Wu Chen who said it, but only said that it was her judgment after reading it.

Wang Yuyuan was next to her, and she could naturally see her behavior clearly, and she was surprised, when did this little girl trust Wu Chen so much? It's almost to the point of being unconditional!

In business, in the bidding hall, in a sense, it is a competitor. Even if Wu Chen didn't deliberately put smoke bombs to confuse the other party and reduce a competitor, there was a possibility that he would be blindsided. Such a major matter made them very indifferent.

Time was pressing, and after a few people had lunch casually, they took a short break and returned to the venue to continue watching the gambling materials.

Everyone else is looking from the front to the back, Wu Chen and Kong Si are looking from the back to the front, they have already read hundreds of wool materials in the morning, and in the afternoon, they are in the front section, and after going through it, they still have a lot of gains while reading and recording.

"It's another pile of pit goods...... Wu Chen straightened his waist, this pile of wool with a bid of more than 800,000 yuan, composed of several pieces of white sand skin with good performance, Wu Chen took a look, and the price was all collapsed, not to mention that the final transaction price was not much higher.

"Hey, look, who's this?" Kong Si suddenly glared and said. There was a group of people on the opposite side, all of them in straight suits and bright leather shoes, on this occasion, except for the two fat guards of the master of ceremonies and Tang Fatzi, I haven't seen anyone yet, dressed so formally, I didn't expect this to come again.

The group swaggered over, and the passers-by gave way, and when they arrived at Kong Si, they saw him standing there, looking at them like animals.

"Baga!" A guy walking in front suddenly cursed.

"Hey! It's a grandson! Kong Si suddenly laughed, could this be the people Xu Shaodong said at noon.

The guy who walked in front seemed to understand Kong Si's words, and walked over with an angry face, and slammed his shoulder into Kong Si. It's all between the words, and a white-haired middle-aged man walking behind, if he wants to stop it, it's too late!

"Grandson, play this hand!" Kong Si sneered in his heart, his legs darkened, his shoulders shrank slightly, he unloaded the force of the other party's collision, and slammed back, the other party snorted, and took a few steps back!

This time, both sides are making dark energy, and the exchanges are extremely fast, and outsiders can't see that the two have contact at all. But the white-haired middle-aged man had already seen that his subordinate named Xiao Lin San had suffered a secret loss, and when he saw that he was about to step forward again, he hurriedly drank him!

Damn, is this going to be a hands-on thing? Don't look at whose territory this is!

Wu Chen stepped forward, looked at the other party coldly, and gathered strength under his feet, he had already seen that the white-haired middle-aged man was the head of this group, as long as there was any abnormal movement, kick him down first!

The white-haired middle-aged man scolded a few words, Wu Chen and Kong Si didn't understand what it meant, they only looked at him vigilantly, but after seeing him scolding and accepting it, he stepped forward and said in Chinese, "I'm sorry, sir, it's my subordinate who offended!" My name is Jiro Uemura, what do you call me? ”

"I'm your Confucius!" Kong Si Si said arrogantly, Little Japan is bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, duplicity, don't look at it very polite now, turn around and it's a knife!

Dude doesn't eat this set!

"Huh." Jiro Uemura has been in the country all the year round, and he is also connected to the Celestial Empire, and there are many angry young people who know that they are naturally hostile to Japan, and it is useless to say anything with this kind of person.

He saw that Kong Si was a master and didn't dare to be careless, so he reported his name, but when he saw Kong Si's appearance, he knew that Lu Dao was an angry young man. I didn't talk about it much, smiled, said goodbye, took it with a group, and walked back.

"Baga!" Turning to a sparsely populated place, Jiro Uemura slapped Kobayashi viciously! These guys, who have never been able to distinguish the form, should all be thrown to Kabukicho to be with those scumbags!

"Hay!" Xiao Lin was slapped in the face, but he didn't dare to speak up, and bowed down to apologize. Don't look at his arrogant appearance, it's not a class to keep up with Jiro Mura! The servility that has been passed down for hundreds of years makes him afraid of Uemura's anger.

"A bunch of idiots! I warn you again! When you get here, rein in your stinking habits! Uemura Jiro said coldly, "Who dares to break a big deal!" Just stay here! ”

"Hay!" This time, the others also responded neatly, and their hearts shuddered, don't look at Jiro Uemura who seems to be gentle and ruthless!

These people are all rolling on the tip of the knife, so naturally they don't care much about life and death, but whether they can return to their hometown after death is a first-class event!

The Japanese pay attention to this, if it is placed in the war years, after death, they have to return to their hometowns with a little something, even if it is always an arm and a head!