Xu Qing told the story with a smile, but found that a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Meng Shicheng's head, his chest rose and fell violently, and even his breathing became much heavier.

"Qingzi, it's not Brother Meng who said you, it's okay if you lose a basket of cakes, you can't do it with others!" Meng Shicheng wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with palpitations: "If I guessed correctly, this Guo Sangkun should be the most powerful young master of the Sang family among the three major families in Myanmar, and at least half of the wool bidding in this public auction is from the Sang family's mine, do you know that offending the Sang family in Myanmar is more terrible than offending the government." ”

Fang Piaopiao's face changed and said: "Guo Sangkun shouldn't be the young master of the Sang family, otherwise why don't you bring private soldiers when you go out?" ”

The situation in Myanmar is chaotic, and the young master who occupies the big family of jade pit resources who goes out without a few bodyguards and private soldiers for the sake of safety? Listening to Xu Qing say that Guo Sangkun brought a group of Burmese stupid B in skirts, and he lost his temper as soon as he slapped him, it stands to reason that he should not be the young master of the first family in Myanmar.

Meng Shicheng frowned and said: "Yangon was originally the Sang family's sphere of influence, not to mention that it was at the gate of Gongpan, I promise that as long as he shouts, he will even carry a bazooka." ”

Xu Qing's face was cold and said: "Old Meng, you are less surprised, he dares to bring a bazooka over, I promise to kill him one second before pulling the trigger." ”

Meng Shicheng was speechless for a while, this kid had already seen the majesty of rushing forward against the five AKs yesterday, if he really launched a ruthless Sang family might not be able to stop him, but this kid was too impulsive, thinking of this, his face couldn't help but have a strong look of worry.

Fang Piaopiao saw that Meng Shicheng was deflated, and hurriedly smiled and started a round: "Anyway, the matter has passed, Guo Sangkun is the eldest young master of the Sang family, we may be able to buy a batch of cheap and high-quality old pit wool." ”

Xu Qing suddenly stretched out his hand and patted Meng Shicheng on the shoulder, grinning strangely: "I'm kidding you, don't worry, in the future, I won't fight back in Myanmar, I won't scold back, people stretch out their knives, let's stretch our necks." ”

Hearing this, Meng Shicheng's face softened, and his face sank and pretended to be displeased: "You and Tang Guobin are both masters who can toss, and they all blame me for my itchy mouth and bringing you to Myanmar......

"Lao Meng, you're going to □□ it, take advantage of my brother's absence to run behind your back, right?"

Tang Guobin's lazy voice sounded from behind, and Meng Shicheng swallowed half of the words back into his stomach.

In fact, Xu Qingzao saw Tang Guobin coming over, and deliberately put Lao Meng together, this kid kept fluttering at Fang to silence her, poor Meng Shicheng could only secretly sigh that he was not a lady!

Two hours later, as the first day of bidding came to an end, Meng Shicheng specially reminded Xu Qing that there was still a bid to increase the price, because the bidding was about to start.

Xu Qing found that there happened to be a few pieces of shit in the wool number of the first singing, so he ran to the standard box to take a look at it again for the sake of safety.

The see-through eye passed through the standard box, but the result shocked Xu Qing's heart, there were no less than 20 bids in it, and the one with the highest amount was actually 150,000 euros, which was 30,000 euros higher than the 120,000 euros he invested!

It's crazy that someone has raised the price of a piece of shit material that is performing very poorly, thirty times the price! Fortunately, Meng Shicheng reminded him in time, otherwise Xu Qing would have lost a piece of the best Gao Fei in vain.