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41. Lantian Rinuanyu Raw Smoke 2

Nowadays, white jade that can truly meet the standard of mutton-fat white jade is almost impossible to see on the market. It is already a rarity. Where can there be so many of them?

But no one thought that she actually had another piece. As a result, everyone was busy looking at it.

Duanmu Baolian flattened her mouth and looked down at the golden plum bug that was fused with her thumb nail, and she suddenly felt the urge to kiss it.

"Little girl, are you selling this piece of mutton-fat jade?" Wu Difei asked hurriedly.

"Yeah." Duanmu Baolian nodded.

"Little girl, please make a price!" Mr. Yang also said.

"I don't quite understand..." Duanmu Baolian shook her head and asked for a price. Her goal was to sell it for a few thousand yuan, which would be enough for her to go to a gold store to buy a gold bracelet tomorrow and wear it to show off.

Now it seems that she should be able to pick out a beautiful, crystal clear jade bracelet tomorrow.

"This should also be an ancient jade from the Song Dynasty." Wu Fifei said, "However, it seems that this one has not been carved. It should be a hand-made piece. It is rare that it is full of pulp and has a moist and gentle luster. The market price is about five million. Baolian

Boss, if you are willing to take action, I will take five million!"

Duanmu Baolian pursed her lips and smiled. Thinking of the old man repeatedly teasing Mr. Mei for being tasteless on the phone, she immediately laughed and said: "I am considered to be tasteful this time, right?"

When Wu Fei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then he smiled heartily and said: "Boss Baolian, you are really vindictive. What do you think? Can you sell it?"

"Six million, I want it." Mr. Yang said loudly.

Mo Qingyi didn't dare to bid. Their family was indeed rich, but since Wu Zhifei was bidding with Mr. Yang, he thought that he still couldn't compare with them.

"Mr. Yang, what are you..." Wu Fei shook his head and thought for a moment. As the host, he couldn't offend others. He immediately handed over the piece of mutton-fat white jade and sighed, "I'll give it to you, young people nowadays."

, don’t know how to respect the old and love the young at all.”

"Hey, Lao Wu, why don't I know how to respect the old and love the young?" Mr. Yang said with a smile, "Am I not taking care of the little girl's business?"

"Okay, you can take care of this little girl's business." Wu Fei rubbed the piece of mutton-fat white jade with his thumb. He really didn't want to let it go, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Little girl, what's your bank account number?" Mr. Yang asked.

Duanmu Baolian simply wrote down her bank account number and handed it to Mr. Yang along with her mobile phone number and name.

"Duanmu Baolian?" Mr. Yang glanced at it and said with a smile, "What a beautiful name, and the person lives up to his name."

"Thank you for the compliment." Duanmu Baolian smiled. This was the first time someone praised her beautiful name.

Mr. Yang walked away a few steps and made a phone call. Within three minutes, Duanmu Baolian heard her cell phone ringing. She hurriedly took it out of her bag and found that it was a text message from the bank that she had received a credit of 6 million.

The account has arrived.

What a fast speed!

Duanmu Baolian murmured in her heart, is this the benefit of having money? At this time, the bank has been closed long ago. Anyone who can make a phone call like Mr. Yang and ask the bank to transfer money 24 hours a day or night is all.

He is a super wealthy person.

Unconsciously, Duanmu Baolian suddenly remembered that it was evening when Mr. Mei transferred 700,000 yuan to her that day. Come to think of it, they both had big bank accounts.
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