Qin Dayou nodded: "Go ahead. The inside of the venue is now the territory of our caravan. Your safety can still be guaranteed here."
Meng Yan turned around and called the caravan staff who came to see him just now: "Let's go."
Due to what happened just now, everyone in the venue has improved their attitude towards Meng Yan, and this venue staff member is no exception, with a friendly smile on his face.
"Mr. Meng, please come with me."
Led by the caravan staff, Meng Yan got on the elevator and went all the way to the top floor of the Jade Building.
Meng Yan remembered this place, Li Mianhui's office.
As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the staff member who led Meng Yan up bowed slightly and pressed down the elevator.
Obviously, he did not have the authority to follow Meng Yan in.
There were guards guarding both sides of the office door. Seeing Meng Yan arrive, a guard standing at the front covered his earphones and spoke in a low voice.
"Miss Nightingale, our distinguished guest is here."
After saying that, the guard stepped forward and made a gesture of invitation toward the office door.
"Mr. Meng, please come in."
Taking Meng Yan to the door, the guard opened a crack, Meng Yan walked in, and then the guard closed the door tightly.
Different from the few guards standing outside, the huge office was now filled with chairs left and right, filled with high-ranking elders from the caravan.
At the front, Meng Yan saw a few familiar people, not only from Burma but also from Xia.
Li Mianhui, Nightingale.
The person sitting in the C seat in the middle of the office has short curly golden hair and the face of a standard European and American middle-aged man. His eyes are full of excitement when he looks at Meng Yan.
"Mr. Cao, why are you here?" Meng Yanfa asked.
"Mr. Cao?!"
Including Li Mianhui and Nightingale, everyone in the office cast surprised glances at Meng Yan.
Co-author: This young man who was called over actually has a relationship with Mr. Cao?!
"Oh, Brother Meng, you are finally here!"
Seeing that Meng Yan, whom he had been waiting for for a long time, finally appeared in front of him, he quickly stood up and walked towards Meng Yan with a warm smile on his face.
"Mr. Cao, why are you here?" Meng Yan asked in confusion as Cao Kunyu held his hand and shook it up and down enthusiastically.
Meng Yan was quite impressed by this foreign devil who spoke standard Kyoto dialect, but after the Yin Yang Jade handover ceremony, Meng Yan had no news about him.
"Mr. Meng, what else can you do here? Of course you are here to collect rough stones!" Cao Kunyu explained with a smile.
"This is not because of the public sale in northern Myanmar. Now all the people in the jade industry in the world who feel that they have wealth are running to northern Myanmar, for fear of missing this carnival."
"I, Lao Cao, am one of those who overestimates his abilities!" Cao Kunyu burst into laughter after saying this.
Meng Yan remembered it after hearing what he said.
This Cao Kunyu, the family behind him is the family that controls all the jade mines in other places in the world except Burma and Xia, and he is also the Marquis of Yu.
Thinking of this, Meng Yan couldn't help but want to complain. If this can be regarded as overestimating one's own capabilities, then there are probably no Cui friends in the world who are running to Myanmar at this time who do not overestimate one's capabilities.
The people around them were dumbfounded. They, the caravan elders, might have a decent status in Burma, but in front of a world-famous Buddha like Cao Kunyu, they were nothing.
To be so enthusiastic about an unknown young man, a young man they have never met before, is inevitably beyond the scope of their understanding.
Even the expressions on the faces of Li Mianhui and Nightingale were changing. For Li Mianhui, this Cao Kunyu was a top customer of their Li Jade Guild, and they absolutely could not afford to offend him.
Although I knew some things about Meng Yan in Xia Kingdom and knew that there was power behind him, I didn't expect that the energy behind him was so great.
Nightingale is even more outrageous. As a debt collector for the Jade Trade Union, she usually cannot participate in direct business negotiations. Big clients like Cao Kunyu have only been seen on the list. This is his first piece of this legendary jade.
The union’s first customer.
She had read some information about Cao Kunyu, and she knew very well that if a boss of this level wanted to kill her, he could only move his fingers.
But now, he seemed so warm and polite in front of Meng Yan, and even seemed to have a lower status than Meng Yan.
Who is Meng Yan?
A flash of curiosity flashed through Nightingale's mind, and then she suddenly thought about Zhao Yuan.
At the small wooden house by the river, when he was about to throw Zhao Yuan into the Yijiang River to feed the fish, he was negotiating terms with Meng Yan and even threatened his life.
Suddenly a drop of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"I was brought here by the staff just now. It was said that an elder from the caravan asked me to guard a rough stone. What happened to that rough stone?" Meng Yan did not notice the change in the expressions on the faces of Li Mianhui and Nightingale, and asked
Cao Kunyu in front of him asked.
Upon hearing this, Cao Kunyu's enthusiastic smile suddenly turned solemn.
“I’ve also asked other people to look at this rough stone, but they couldn’t make up their minds.”
"Then I heard your name from their mouths. At first I thought it was just the same name, but now it seems..." Cao Kunyu's face showed a hint of joy, and he pointed at Li Mianhui and Nightingale behind him.
"Of course, there is also Yang Baifeng, the chief elder of the caravan. He also helped me a lot."
Meng Yan raised his head and looked at the two of them with a complicated expression.
Why did these two guys say their names out...
Meng Yan made up his mind that after seeing the rough stone, he would discuss it with Cao Kunyu and not tell anyone about his affairs.
"Please, Mr. Meng."
After saying that, Cao Kunyu clapped his hands, and a rough stone was pushed out on a trolley from the room inside.
"What a guy!" Meng Yan looked at the rough stone and was suddenly shocked.
This was not the first time he had seen this rough stone. The rough stones he brought back from the entrance of the field were obviously loaded into several vans. However, because of the pursuit by soldiers at the entrance, all he brought back was the rough stone packed in the trunk of the Nightingale Ferrari.
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This rough stone was mixed in the batch of rough stones at that time, and it almost occupied the entire space of the trunk. Meng Yan estimated from the appearance that this rough stone weighed at least two hundred kilograms.
If nothing else happens, Meng Yan estimates that this rough stone with a stalactite shell weighing 200 kilograms will be the top bidder in this year's postponed public auction in northern Myanmar.
"Speaking of which, the last bidder in the public sale in northern Myanmar seemed to have been sold for one billion dollars..." Meng Yan briefly searched in his memory.
However, the one-billion-dollar mark is just a hundred-pound Mo Wanji.
The piece in front of me is a 200 kilogram rough stalactite skin shell from Pachang...
