Seeing the near-perfect jadeite rough, Uncle Mao's heart was shocked, even with his well-informed, such delicate materials are rare, no matter how you say that you can't run eight figures.

He squinted, his gaze constantly wandering between Chu Yi and Jade, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uncle Mao—"

The woman spoke softly, compared to Chu Yi's palm-sized green glass, the A goods in her hand were suddenly much inferior.

"I didn't think I would have a time when I looked away, but it should be just a coincidence, there won't be a second chance of such luck."

Uncle Mao glanced at Chu Yi deeply.

At this time, the eyes of the entire field were attracted, as the first batch of early morning cut up, many people cast envious eyes, because this not only has tens of millions of profits, but also represents good luck.

In the gambling stone industry, special attention is paid to a person's fortune.

"Wow, you're lucky, you're in good luck."

Wu Qing held the Mao Shi, his eyes lit up, and he commanded the workers:

"Cut me the right bracelet, quick."

Women are born with low immunity to jewelry, especially the green jade, which is even more beautiful.

Under the processing and polishing of the workers, a pair of bracelets soon came out, revealing a gentle green in the morning light.

Wu Qing put it on with joy, a pair of bright wrists are even fairer, her temperament is fresh and ethereal, with a pair of jade bracelets full of green glass, more agile, but also revealing a playful taste. The man next to him looked straight.

Chu Yi is full of black lines, although he doesn't pay attention to it, but this girl is too direct.

Looking at the processed bracelet, the middle-aged boss was speechless for a long time, and regretted it in his heart.

If I had made the material myself, this tens of millions would have been mine.

"Do you want to try your luck again?"

Wu Qing played with the bracelet of the water spirit, and his face was narrow.

And they all looked at it again.

"That's it."

Chu Yi pointed casually, and the same inconspicuous wool was stacked in the corner.

"Huh?"

Uncle Mao stopped, thinking that Chu would stop for a while, but he didn't expect to choose another piece.

"Hmph, don't you really think you're a master of gambling stones, this piece of iron must be brick material."

The woman snorted softly.

For Chu Yi stealing her limelight just now, she was still angry.

Although she has only been in the industry for a few years, she has also accumulated a lot of experience, and based on her intuition and first impression, the woman almost concluded that it was a piece of waste.

Surprisingly, Uncle Mao didn't speak, but just looked at Chu Yi intently, with a hint of shrewdness and sophistication in his cloudy eyes.

"Alas, old king, what do you think of the material this time?"

"It's enough, eighty percent of it is brick material."

The bald old man shook his head, with the style of an expert:

"That rough stone has been lying for three years, and many people have seen it, but they all think it is brick material, otherwise it would have been taken down a long time ago."

"Who says it's not, young people are just impulsive, and they don't know how to accept it when they see it, and this time it's ironclad compensation."

"Maybe people have money, and what they play is the heartbeat."

Someone urged the narrow way.

At this moment, the crowd let out an exclamation of "ouch".

The people who said the cool words just now closed their mouths, their eyes widened, and they swallowed their saliva.

Hearing the exclamation, the woman "chuckled" in her heart, and hurriedly surrounded it, only to see that the rough stone had been opened, full of greenery, water head and feet, good color, proper high-grade A goods, and the quality was comparable to the previous one.

"How is that possible?!"

The woman took two steps back, her pretty face turned pale, and she frowned:

"How could his luck be so good? Even betting on two pieces is full of green glass! ”

And the size of the piece in front of me is more than twice as large as before, and the market price is probably not less than 30 million.

Seeing the colorful banknotes flowing out, the middle-aged boss has a dead heart.

"Uncle Mao, what the hell is going on?"

"The first time is luck, and the second time is not easy to say."

The old man in the tunic was also unpredictable at this time, because Chu Yi gave him the feeling that he was obviously a stunned young man, and it was very likely that he was trying to gamble on stones for the first time. He also judged this from Wu Qing's words.

And what made him feel the most incredible thing was that Chu Yi almost didn't look at the stones, and he didn't even use professional gambling stone tools, he just glanced at it from a distance, and it was good material with a finger, such a technique was simply unheard of.

"Judging the quality of a stone just by a glance, even the king of gambling stones back then can't do it, what is the origin of this kid?"

After thinking about it again, Uncle Mao still prefers the word "luck". thinks that Chu Yi is just lucky twice in a row.

"Hey, you're lucky, you've got it again."

This time, Wu Qing learned to be obedient, and directly handed the emerald green rough stone to Chu Yi.

Heavy stone, but worthy of gold.

"Oh, this stone is the same as the previous one, why haven't you noticed?"

After Chu Yi said this, everyone saw that the texture of the two rough stones was really the same, and then they suddenly realized.

"Hmph, I knew he was tricky, if he really had that ability, he would have made a fortune a long time ago."

The woman was slightly reassured.

Chu Yi weighed the jade, thoughtful.

Don't look at this piece of rough stone is only bigger than a palm, but whether it is planting water or color, it is superior, although it has not yet reached the standard of the best, but it is more than enough to sell tens of millions.

But Chu Yi didn't plan to sell it, he decided to use it as a gift.

In the envious eyes of everyone, the two came out of the field.

At this moment, a Mercedes stopped.

A young man in a suit got out of the car, the sky blue suit fit very well, which made his dark complexion more attractive, and he was followed by seven or eight black short-sleeved men, who looked like they had all practiced kung fu.

The young man in the suit walked up to Chu Yi, looked up and down for a while, and said:

"Is it Mr. Chu?"

"It's me."

The young man nodded and made a "please" gesture.

"Our boss has been waiting for a long time."

He glanced at Wu Qing again:

"This is—"

"Oh, she's my servant."

Chu Yi said indifferently.

Wu Qing was immediately angry:

"Hey, you make it clear, who is your servant!"

The young man opened the car door for Chu Yi, and said with a smile:

"Mr. Chu, your servant has a pretty big temper."

Half a month ago, Chu Yi found the spirit stone in the Five Old Peaks, and at that time, a disciple of Xuantianmen told the origin of the spirit stone, and Chu Yi also contacted this Boss Song through his relationship.

And the young man who came to pick him up was called Ren Tao, who was Song Liwen's subordinate.

Although he didn't know what the young man in front of him was about twenty years old, Ren Tao, who had always been cautious, knew that he never looked down on anyone, no matter how inconspicuous he was, or his appearance was not good.

It should be the son of a big family in China, otherwise the boss would not value it so much.

Ren Tao thought to himself.

"What, look at the way you look and what's on your mind?"

Due to the long distance, Chu Yi chatted with Ren Tao.

The young man smiled bitterly and said helplessly:

"Mr. Chu is really discerning, in fact, it should be our boss who is really worried, and those of us who are subordinates can't share his worries except for being anxious."

"Looks like you're loyal to your boss."

Chu nodded slightly.

Ren Tao was suddenly a little embarrassed:

"The boss has a life-saving grace for me, if he hadn't made a move, I would have died at the hands of drug dealers."

"Heh, you're still a man who values love and righteousness."

"My mother said that the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, even if it is for the boss to die, I won't say a word."

Ren Tao's chest slapped "popping".

Chu nodded a little and smiled:

"Idle is idle, what the hell is going on, let's hear it."

Ren Tao didn't hide it, and immediately said:

"My boss went to Myanmar 30 years ago to work hard, started by gambling on stones, and after accumulating a net worth of more than 100 million, he contracted the mining rights of a pit for 50 years."

"I guess I've made a lot of money."

"At first, it was about making money, but now it's losing money. lost tens of millions of dollars a year, and now there are problems in the capital chain, and the boss is planning to sell cars and houses. ”

"How so?"

"In the first few years, the quality of the rough stones dug up in the pit was good, and our boss made a lot of money from it, but in the past two years, the jadeite has not been dug up at all."

Ren Tao shook his head and sighed.

After thinking about it, he took out a rough stone from his pocket.

Chu Yi's eyes swept away, and his heart immediately jumped quickly.

That's—Spirit Stone?