The guests talked a lot, and they were very optimistic about this batch of wool rough stones in Wulongcang, and Bao Zhiquan heard it on the side, and he was even more proud, and the joy on his face deliberately bloomed at Situ Chaohong.

Situ Chaohong's face darkened more and more.

Yang Yonghui didn't care, nor did he explain, just quietly watched the development of the situation.

Just when Bao Zhiquan felt that the victory was in his hands, a discordant voice drilled into his ears.

"Everyone, slow down!"

I saw a thin old man with gray hair, stretching out his hand to stop a few friends next to him who were about to rush to buy a big deal.

"What's wrong?" puzzled my friend.

The thin old man said in a deep voice: "Do you think that the wool suddenly blooms nearly 100 jadeites because of the strong quality of the rough stones?"

Seeing that everyone else was about to enter the arena, my friend was a little anxious: "Isn't it?"

"Stupid! All wool rough stones contain jadeite, and they are good quality materials, how can they still be called gambling stones? That's picking up money!"

"The place where they mine the rough stone is not called Laokeng or Mine, but simply changed its name to Yushan and Jinshan!"

Those friends who were about to move were not really stupid, and they reacted immediately when they heard this.

"You mean ......"

"Isn't this obvious? What means did the housekeeper use in his later life to be able to accurately judge the rough wool that had jadeite in it? But after a round of screening by him, do you think about it, will there be any good things left?"

The thin old man Zheng Di made the final verdict.

His friends thought so, and they all calmed their restless hearts.

The old man is right, people can get high-quality jadeite every time they open a piece of wool, that is because they have great ability and fierce vision, and it is not that the wool winning rate of Wulongcang has suddenly increased to 100%.

Under the premise that the probability of wool coming out of the green remains unchanged, every time the young man cuts out a piece of jadeite, it means that the probability of winning the lottery in the remaining wool gradually decreases.

And dozens or hundreds of jadeites are placed in front of you, which can only explain one problem:

The essence of this batch of raw stone wool in Wulongcang has been all selected, and all that is left is some leftovers, or even worthless dregs!

After thinking about these things clearly, only people with a hole in their brains will end up and use the original price to buy the wool rough with a large green probability of being inserted into the water.

The friends cast a look of admiration and gratitude at the thin old man, and did not move, but stood in the distance, watching the other guests happily select wool.

Perhaps it was Yang Yonghui's feat that stimulated everyone, and after the guests who had the illusion of getting rich were gone, they didn't carefully and patiently observe and measure, and hurriedly selected the goal of "meeting the eye" and hugged it back.

Payment, calcite!

Thanks to Yang Yonghui's blessing, the large army of calcite gathered here, lined up, ready at any time.

The noise of the cutting machine sounded, but it was like a beautiful music in the ears of the guests who were full of dreams of making a fortune.

Until......

When the results come out!

Collapsed.

Collapsed!

Collapsed!!

Or is it broken......

There are not a few guests with fever brains, and the calcite brigade serves home, and everyone almost does not have to wait in line, and the results of calcite are fed back almost at the same time.

All collapsed, no exceptions!

The guests were blindfolded in their minds, and their eyes were dazed, and they couldn't reflect it.

This ~ is completely different from what I expected!

In fact, gambling stones are originally a high-risk business, otherwise there would not be such a high profit and return rate.

In the past, it was not surprising that more than ten or twenty pieces of rough stone wool were constantly gambled.

The bad thing is that Yang Yonghui made too much noise, and the scene was shocking, which also made all the onlookers hot-headed, thinking that gambling stones was equivalent to picking up money, but they were afraid that the action would be slow, and the opportunity would be snatched away by others, and where would they think that there was the possibility of gambling collapse.

The cruel reality is in front of us, and the bloody lesson finally evokes the return of reason.

Slowly, the thoughts and judgments like those of the thin old man were awakened by more guests.

Then one by one, the low scolding echoed in the empty space of the store, creating an uncomfortable low-pressure aura.

And Bao Zhiquan has also become the focus of personal resentment, and the negative energy is constantly flooding, making him uncomfortable all over his body.

If it weren't for Wulongcang and its strong background, Bao Zhiquan would not have just endured such a small pediatrician attack.

It's going to be a bad dish!

Bao Zhiquan exclaimed in his heart, finally realizing that he had neglected a very important part before.

Yang Yonghui picked up all the good things, so aren't the rest all rubbish?

This is the core meaning of the sweeping mode he began to say!

It's ridiculous that I thought that with the infinite scenery of Yang Yonghui, the name of Wulongcang wool store was launched. Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be made by him, and the batch of woolen rough stones on the shelves had all been destroyed, and if it was not garbage, it would be labeled as garbage by all the guests.

That's the worst thing!

Bao Zhiquan's face turned black and blue, and he secretly hated himself for being slow to react, this Yang Yonghui was brought by someone from the Situ family, how could he take advantage of himself.

On the contrary, Situ Chaohong's face was full of joy at this moment, and even the posterior gums were exposed.

Mr. Yang really wants it, this means, this ability, people are completely unable to parry.

Now, it's up to Wulongcang to deal with it.

Situ Chaohong hugged his arms and sat and waited to watch the play.

Over there, Bao Zhiquan's face flickered red and white, and the clouds and sunny changed a few times, and finally made a decision.

"Come on, gather everyone to come over, remove all the rough stone wool on the shelves, and then chop and destroy it!"

A black suit following him was a member of the management of Wulongcang, who originally bowed down to obey orders, but after hearing it, the whole person was stunned.

"General Manager, what are you talking about...... Destroy all of them?"

Chopping is not cutting, that's not calcite, that's crushing.

Bao Zhiquan was in a terrible mood to the extreme, and he even had to repeat the next order several times, and it erupted like a volcano.

"Are you deaf or are you having a problem with your brain? Isn't that clear enough? How many more do you have to repeat before you understand?"

Where did the black suit dare to ask more, knowing that he had touched the boss's moldy head, cold sweat flowed down, he didn't care about wiping it, he quickly turned around, trotted and disappeared outside a door on the side.

He sent someone.

The management of Wulongcang is still in place, fast and efficient.

The rough stone wool was taken off the shelves by tall and strong employees like ordinary rotten stones, and carried to the cutting machine.

All the machines were started, and the stone solvers did not dare to slack off, so they took the wool and hit the knife edge.

Calvite is a meticulous work, for fear that if one is not careful, the priceless jadeite will be cut off and damaged, and those workers will not be able to repay it if they sell their blood and kidneys.

But shredding such a purely destructive job is much easier and more enjoyable. There is no need to manage the distribution of lines, the direction of the crack, just cut it under the knife.

If it weren't for General Manager Bao's order, these workers would never have been able to seize such an opportunity in their lives, and they would have killed these wool materials that were often hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands.

In a word:

Refreshing!

(End of chapter)