Seeing Zhao Siqi's contemptuous look, Ye Fan sneered.
Snob?
Today I will let you see what it means to seal one's throat with one sword and subjugate the enemy without fighting.
He turned to look at Emperor Du Qing: "Master Du, how much available funds do you have in hand?"
Emperor Du Qing said without hesitation: "One billion can be mobilized at any time."
Ye Fan looked at Xiao Ruobing again: "Will the rough stones of Wang's antiques be sold?"
"I thought you had some tricks up your sleeve."
Xiao Ruobing was startled for a moment, then smiled sweetly:
"It turns out that you want to bet on stones to make us suffer. This so-called venting of anger is really weird and ridiculous."
Zhao Siqi and the others also smiled, their pretty faces full of teasing and disdain.
Putting aside the fact that gambling on stones is a job that relies on ability to make a fortune, even if Ye Fan gets a huge bargain due to sheer luck, Wang's Antique Shop will not lose money.
After all, the clearly marked stones are costs plus profit.
All the spectators had a similar mentality, showing a touch of contempt for Ye Fan, thinking that he was going to stage a counterattack with hanging silk, but they didn't expect that he was going to play stone gambling.
Emperor Du Qing looked at Ye Fan with a passionate look on his face. He believed that Ye Fan would not make a mistake.
"Just stop talking nonsense."
Ye Fan ignored everyone's gaze, stared at Xiao Ruobing and said: "Just tell me directly, whether to sell the rough stone or not?"
"If we open the door for business, of course we will sell. Whether we are our friends or our enemies, we can come here to trade."
Xiao Ruobing looked at Ye Fan closely: "There are eight thousand pieces of rough stone in the store, and each piece is clearly marked with a price, with a total value of more than 100 billion."
"You can buy as much as you want."
"As long as you and Mr. Du have enough financial resources, you can buy them all back."
Her eyes were playful: "I'm afraid you won't even be able to keep your pants."
The so-called value of more than 10 billion is just a price that Xiao Ruobing and others are asking for, and the real cost is only 3 billion.
Ye Fan asked back: "Won't you regret it?"
Xiao Ruobing raised her pretty face: "Fair trade, no matter how young or old you are."
Zhao Siqi glanced at Ye Fan: "Ye Fan, don't be embarrassed. Do you know what gambling means? Don't gamble away Du Shao's one billion."
Ye Fan smiled: "Don't worry, I will take care of Mr. Du's bad breath today."
Zhao Siqi pointed his finger and yelled: "If you can let out such a bad breath, I, Zhao Siqi, will send you away with my head kowtowed."
Jiji Waiwai, a weakling who also got involved in the contest between the two major forces, seemed to Zhao Siqi to be overestimating his abilities and trying to please others.
"Master Du, take the people and follow me."
Ye Fan stopped talking nonsense and walked towards the rough stone area with a wave of his hand.
Emperor Du Qing followed with about twenty people.
Ye Fan turned the stone of life and death, and his palm slid over the rough stones.
Suddenly, a stone priced at two million gave him a strong attraction.
"This piece."
Ye Fan slapped him: "I bought it!"
Du Qingdi immediately swiped his card and bought it.
Ye Fan continued to walk forward, and then stopped at a rough stone worth three million.
"I bought this piece."
Du Qingdi swiped his card again to buy it.
Ye Fan did not stop and shuttled forward with Du Qingdi and the others.
There were stops and starts along the way, but every time he stopped, Ye Fan would take a picture of a certain rough stone.
"This piece is worth three million!"
"This piece is worth 4.8 million!"
"Also, the one with the missing corner was all bought for me."
Emperor Du Qing didn't talk nonsense and bought it without hesitation every time.
Soon, Emperor Du Qing had 30 rough stones in his hands, and his consumption amount reached 200 million.
Ye Fan still didn't stop.
Xiao Ruobing and Zhao Siqi kept looking at Ye Fan, full of ridicule for everything he did.
Just by looking at it and taking a few pictures, you can successfully bet on stones. So many experts and bosses should have crashed to death.
They believed that none of the rough stones Ye Fan bought would have a chance of turning green.
"This piece, this piece, that piece... I bought it, I bought it all..."
Ye Fan continued to move forward furiously, walking through the entire rough stone area, touching a total of 8,000 rough stones back and forth with his palms.
In the end, he asked Emperor Du Qing to buy two hundred rough stones, with a consumption amount of up to 800 million.
Not only were the more than two dozen Du's bodyguards sweating profusely and looking solemn, but even the onlookers were stunned.
Is this Ye Fan crazy?
They have never seen anyone bet on stones like this, let alone buy 800 million stones in one go without bargaining.
This is simply a mine at home.
Zhao Siqi and the others were overjoyed, and felt more and more stupid that Ye Fan didn't even cut the price.
The antique shop only sold two hundred rough stones and recovered a quarter of the cost. If Ye Fan bought it again, it is estimated that the antique shop could really earn 10 billion.
"Cut them all!"
When Emperor Du Qing also felt that Ye Fan was too crazy, Ye Fan waved his hand again and asked the eight cutting masters on site to cut all 200 rough stones.
Master Jie Shi didn't waste any time and immediately started working on the machine.
Suddenly, the entire hall rumbled, stimulating everyone's nerves.
However, many people want to see Ye Fan’s joke. If they throw out 800 million, they wonder if they can recoup the cost of 100 million?
"Thank you, Mr. Du and Mr. Ye, for your kindness and sending so much money to Mr. Wang."
Xiao Ruobing smiled strangely at Ye Fan and Du Qingdi:
"Young Master Wang will be here in a few days. I will let them thank you properly."
Zhao Siqi also smiled: "Lucky boy..."
She glanced at Mark with even more contempt.
Tang Qiqi's brother-in-law is really good for nothing, and I don't know how Tang Qiqi can be friends with him.
Emperor Du Qing's face was gloomy, but Ye Fan took it calmly: "Master Du, don't be angry. Soon, they will be angry."
Many female clerks curled their lips, thinking that Ye Fan was arrogant.
While Zhao Siqi and Xiao Ruo were laughing coldly at Ye Fan's joke, a master suddenly stopped and shouted excitedly:
"It's green! It's green!"
"It's a glass species! It's a glass species!"
"It's green here too, it's green here."
"Gao Cui, Yang Lu!"
"What I have here is one hundred and eighty pounds, yellow plus green, yellow plus green."
"Ice type!"
"Emperor Green!"
To be continued...