The boss took out a total of 8 pieces of material, all of which were opened "skylights", and the angle was very tricky, maximizing the value of the half-gambling stone in front of you.

Han Yi felt that something was not quite right, so he picked up a rough stone of about 2 kilograms and took a closer look, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything wrong with his level.

"How much does this cost?"

The boss narrowed his mouse eyes, looked at the water-faced skylight in his hand, and stretched out a slap.

"500,000. ”

“RMB？”

“...... Euro. The boss looked depressed.

Han Yi's hand holding the stone stiffened, and he couldn't help but smack him. 500,000 euros, how dare he ask for it? With this kind of water and this material, even if it is opened widely, it is not worth 500,000 euros, not to mention that it is still a half-gambling stone, and it is completely killing him as a "pig".

didn't bother to bargain with him, Han Yi directly put the material down, got up and said, "I'm sorry, I'll go first." ”

"Don't worry, this boss, we can discuss the price again. "The black-faced boss tried to keep it.

Han Yi didn't stop.

When I came, I knew that the jadeite industry was mixed, dropped, shoddy, fake jadeite, fake rough stones, and even forced to buy and sell, everyone has it.

He wasn't sure what this one was, but he didn't want to gamble on the boss's character, so since he sensed that something was wrong, it was better to go.

Unfortunately, his hunch came true.

Before the person left the hall, two Burmese men who had just helped carry the rough stone flashed out from behind the door, blocking his way in a daze.

Han Yi turned around and said with a cold face, "What does this mean?"

The boss with a black face reached out and touched the mustache on his mouth, and said with a smile: "I've been working hard for a long time, and you just want to leave without saying a word, I should ask the boss what do you mean?"

It's amazing, the boss who just spoke was not good, and at this time he spoke Chinese very slippery, so that Han Yi, a native Chinese, couldn't hear anything wrong.

"MLGBD, I didn't expect to run into a sandwich ghost. Han Yi regretted a little in his heart, he knew that he shouldn't have come with those jade brokers.

Seeing him standing there silently, the boss put on a smiling face again, "This boss should come over and have a look, maybe you want to buy it?"

Han Yi turned his head to look, only to see the corners of the boss's cracked mouth under the light, and a mouthful of blackened teeth looked particularly penetrating, and said, "What if I have to go?"

"Then you'll give it a try. ”

With the boss's threatening words, the two strong men were shy and pushed Han Yi back.

Just when Han Yi was thinking about how to get out, Meng Qingsheng, who was guarding under the porch, saw that something was wrong and wanted to come over, but was stopped by two strong black men at the door and refused to let him in.

"What do you want to do... Get out of the way ......"

The two strong men clamped Meng Qingsheng's arm to prevent him from rushing in, Meng Qingsheng struggled desperately in his heart at this time, he wanted to do it, but he once knelt in front of his old mother and swore that he would never fight again in this life, even if others spit on his face.

But the young man in the house is his opportunity, his hope to develop, if he doesn't want to drive Didi for the rest of his life and help the cart unload, then he has to show his worth.

He is not smart and cannot help others with advice; he has a sweet mouth and does not know how to make sycophants; and he himself is also a person released from labor camp, so people can take a fancy to him, and he has taken a shit luck.

So what is left of him? righteousness, loyalty, filial piety? These things are no longer worth much in this materialistic age.

And this is Myanmar, it's a foreign country, in case the fight is even more serious and the small boss is affected, it is even more a good intention.

The little man Meng Qingsheng thought a lot at this moment, and finally he stopped trying to rush into the house, turned around and searched the ground with the help of the lights in the courtyard, and found a stone chip as thin as a cicada's wings.

After picking it up, he went to the door of the hall, pulled up the cuffs of his suit, pinched the stone chip and put it on his arm, and shouted angrily: "Put my boss away." ”

A few strong men inside and outside the door looked at Meng Qingsheng like a neuropath, with a sneering expression on their faces.

But the next second they couldn't laugh.

Meng Qingsheng pressed the stone shard and slashed down.

"Whew--"

Bright red blood flowed down the rolled flesh, soaking the entire arm in the blink of an eye.

"Get my boss out. Saying that, Meng Qingsheng put the stone chip on his neck.

Such a terrifying scene frightened several people inside and outside the house without blood, and the skinny boss jumped again and again. It's not a big deal to buy and sell by force, even if the other party sues afterwards, it's a big deal to find some relationships to dredge up.

But once a tourist is killed or injured during the Jade Fair, the impact will be bad, and it will be difficult to go to the lawsuit.

The boss's face was gloomy at this time, and he was about to drip water, and he was an eye-opener when he met such a deadly man. With a wave of his hand, he asked a few big men to get out of the way.

Han Yi didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse, let alone Meng Qingsheng to be so radical, and after reacting, he ran out quickly, holding Meng Qingsheng's arm and saying, "Let's go, go to the hospital." ”

......

Chen Shuang got the news at 7 o'clock in the evening, and there were many people who came with her, all of whom were from the China Jade Merchants Association.

The people, represented by Wang Yuanhe, vice chairman of the Jade Merchants Association, expressed their condolences to the injured Meng Qingsheng, and at the same time expressed great indignation at what happened to Han Yi and the others.

At 7:30 p.m., Subarik, the head of the jade market, rushed over and expressed his disbelief at what happened to Han Yi, and said on the spot that he would definitely give them an explanation.

At 7:55 p.m., Wu Sandi, the head of foreign affairs of the public market, arrived, and Subalik, the person in charge of the jade market, stepped forward to report the incident, and at the same time listened carefully to Wu Sandi's handling of the matter.

Subsequently, Wang Yuanhe, vice chairman of the Jade Merchants Association, introduced Han Yi and the others on his behalf, and at the same time told Wu Sandi about the demands of Chinese businessmen on this matter.

From the beginning to the end, Han Yi rarely spoke, and the injured Meng Qingsheng didn't even dare to speak.

The people in the observation room, all of them are prominent, which can be compared to him, who opened Didi two days ago?

After some commotion, at around 8:20 p.m., Wu Sandi came to Han Yi and the others to talk about it, and the accompanying interpreter immediately said: "For what happened today, I am very sorry on behalf of the public conference. At the same time, please believe that this is just a single case, and we have the confidence and ability to safeguard the legitimate interests of every foreign businessman. ”

Han Yi nodded and said: "Please tell Mr. Wu Sandi, I believe his words, and I believe that Myanmar will never allow such a thing to appear in a blatant manner, this is just an ugly thing done by a small group of people with a desire for profit." ”

At 8:30, Wu Sandi and Subalik left the hospital one after another, and then Wang Yuanhe and others also left first after instructing Han Yi.

In the end, only Chen Shuanghe and Zhang Zhongli Zhang, who had a two-sided relationship, remained.

Han Yi smiled bitterly: "This matter is not good for me, I shouldn't go to those places rashly." ”

Zhang Zhongli pushed his glasses and said seriously: "Mr. Han doesn't have to feel guilty, this matter has nothing to do with you." ”

Chen Shuang nodded and said, "Yes." We are in Naypyidau for business, and they should be responsible for our safety. If it's like today, who will dare to participate in the Jade Public Market in the future?"

Hearing the words of the two, Han Yi suddenly realized.

He had been muttering all along, thinking to himself how a little "trivial matter" could have alarmed the person in charge of foreign affairs at the conference? Now it seems that the Jade Merchants Association should have played a role in it.

As for the reason, needless to say, just look at how many Chinese there are in the jade public plate.

......

Meng Qingsheng's wound looked quite scary, but it was a flesh wound, with a few stitches, and tetanus, and after several hours of observation, he left the hospital at half past nine in the evening.

Just when Han Yi and the others returned to the hotel area, the shop that forced them to buy and sell was unlucky.