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"Hey, don't laugh at me, this small book deal is hard." Li Laosi sighed and said, "Once you enter the bidding stage, this stone will be out of reach."

Wu Zhiyong said: "Cats have cats, dogs have dogs, and people who eat anything in Pingzhou can eat. Don't be like that girl."

"Who is like that girl?" Li Laosi said, "I'm not talking casually, hey, by the way, Fat Brother, this brother is very jealous, where did he come from?"

"Hehe, are you a master?" Wu Zhiyong said with a smile: "If you say it, do you believe it. Brother Tang just started gambling on stones yesterday."

Li Laosi said: "You're going to do it, you can have such a good attitude when you first gambling on stones? Are you so accurate in your eyes?"

"Ah?" Tang Feng said: "I'm pretty sure. I only won one stone, and I almost wiped out the entire army."

Li Laosi said: "Isn't this accurate? I can guarantee that just with this black rust-skinned appearance, few experts can take a fancy to it."

Tang Feng said: "You are wrong. A person reminded me yesterday that this black rust skin will definitely rise sharply."

"Who?" Wu Zhiyong was intrigued.

Tang Feng described the decadent middle-aged man yesterday to them. Li Laosi and Wu Zhiyong looked at each other and said at the same time: "Ah. Do you believe his words?"

Tang Feng said: "Have he said it right?"

"Hi." Wu Zhiyong said: "His surname is Wen. He is a famous madman in the land. Whenever he sees black gambling stones, he will say that it has risen sharply.

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Then, Wu Zhiyong told the story of Wen Crazy Man. When the Pingzhou gambling stone market was just emerging, Wen Crazy Man was one of the top major households in Pingzhou. When the value of gambling stones exceeded 10 million, the land was much more valuable than the current land. Success was gambling stones, and failure was gambling stones. Wen Crazy Man fell on two black gambling stones. In 2000, Wen Crazy Man spent ten thousand to buy a half tons of heavy land Mamong black sand skin fruit in Yunnan to remove a pile of waste. He lost a mess; in 20011, Wen Crazy Man went to Myanmar and spent 6 million to sell a heavier sand sand skin in Pagang Laokeng. As a result, the caravan was robbed by local warlords in Myanmar. The place was in chaos. The government army had no choice but to claim that he had no luck: it would be good to save his life and come back.

Tang Feng asked, "That's it, he's crazy?" This person's psychological tolerance is too poor and he is not suitable for gambling stones at all.

Li Laosi shook his head and said, "If you rob it, you will rob it. Wen Crazy is not crazy, and he is also raising money everywhere to prepare for a comeback. But a few days later, news came from Myanmar that a piece of black sand skin of Pagang rose sharply and was purchased by Europeans for 11.1 billion yuan. The stone's appearance and shape are the same as the one he was robbed. After receiving this news, Wen Crazy fainted on the spot and became Wen Crazy now." The robbed was just a gambling stone, and it felt not that strong. If it was dissolved, the robbed would even be happy and save the travel expenses for me. But it would be different if it came out. This stimulation was great enough and mixed feelings. It was normal to be crazy when it was furious. The most evil thing was to help the warlords steal people's things and publicly sell them, driving people crazy.

Tang Feng asked again: "Don't merchants who often go to old pits in Myanmar pay protection fees to local warlords? How could they be robbed?"

Wu Zhiyong said: "There are many warlords in Myanmar. Some warlords rely on robbing gambling stones to buy arms. Not to mention that at that time, people are now robbed. When Hong Kong commercial groups go there to purchase, they will spend money to hire professional soldiers for armed escort."

Tang Feng shook his head. He originally planned to go to Myanmar's old pit in the future. It seems that he can't go any further. He doesn't have that capital and there is no need to take risks. Compared to Myanmar, China is a paradise, and no matter how it is in China, warlords will emerge.

Li Sheng walked to Tang Feng with a folder and said, "This is our valuation. If you think there is no problem, sign here."

Tang Feng looked at the valuation of 9.88 million yuan, and signed without saying a word. The valuation was the bottom price of the auction. As long as it was not too outrageous, the authorized person would sign it.

Li Laosi looked at the time and said to Tang Feng and Wu Zhiyong: "Two, I haven't opened for three days. I still have to continue working hard and take a step first."

"Go away, don't send me off." The two of them hurriedly became polite.

Soon, the tweeter and scrolling subtitles in the hall began to notify the auction time. "The No. 6 gambling stone has released high-end white ground green, and bids will be held in the central bidding area in 20 minutes. Please participate in the bidding speed to prepare."

The merchants who arrived at this bidding fair have already completed the procedures at one time and can participate in the bidding at any time without making any preparations.

When Tang Feng and Wu Zhiyong came to the central bidding area, the previous bid had not ended yet. People like Li Laosi were at most considered big fish in the jewelry industry, and there were real big tycoons in the jewelry industry here.

The more people in the central bidding area gathered, and the staff of those large companies had obviously received news that they had learned about high-end white land green, and gathered together in groups to discuss bidding strategies.

Twenty minutes didn't take long, and Tang Feng and Wu Zhiyong hadn't talked for long, so the bidding was just right

After some introduction, the host announced: "The minimum price is 9.88 million, now it is open."

Wu Zhiyong pointed to the buyer No. 9 who frequently raised signs and said, "I know this person. He is from Beijing Longbao Company. The bidding price they participated in will not be too low."

Speaking of Longbao Company, Tang Feng remembered Jiang Yuan. If that guy was there, there would definitely be a battle between him and Yang Chengming. At this time, the bidding entered a white-hot stage, from the base price of 9.88 million to 11.0 million, the host said loudly without taking the opportunity: "110,000! Buyer No. 7 paid 11.0 million, is there any higher price than this? Oh, Buyer No. 9 paid 11.5 million, and Buyer No. 11.5 million every time, and Buyer No. 13 million every time."

Tang Feng saw Yang Chengming, who was the No. 7 buyer. In the end, this black rust skin was taken into his pocket by Yang Chengming at a high price of 130. Apart from commissions and capital, Tang Feng's actual income was about 0 million. With the money raised in the early stage, he now has 30 million cash. As long as "Guide the Land and Landscape" can be sold at a normal price, and when Zhu Ji was given 6.6 million, Tang Feng was also a strong competition for Su Dongpo's manuscript. The personnel have been exhausted, and he can only leave it to fate. It is not that Tang Feng doesn't want to continue gambling on stones, but he is afraid of losing in again. This thing is too risky and is not something that normal people should do.

After clearing the clouds and mist, the hard work these days was finally in vain. Tang Feng breathed a sigh of relief. He said to Wu Zhiyong: "Brother Fat, I will go back to Beijing tonight and invite you to lunch. Don't refuse." When you come out, you always have to talk about the worldly style. Tang Feng has gradually adapted to the lives of urban people.

"Haha, of course I won't refuse." Wu Zhiyong said with a smile: "I know you have something else to do. I'll treat you tonight, which is for you." After a tedious program, Tang Feng got the transaction payment in the afternoon.

Many things are always so complicated and difficult before they are completed, and they are overwhelming. When they are truly completed, you will feel that these things are not as difficult as you imagined. Looking back at the difficulties you have passed, it is always easy. When the plane takes off, Tang Feng looked at the night view of the city under the porthole and said lightly: Goodbye Guangzhou!

Late at night, Tang Fengjing returned to Beijing. When he arrived home, Lin Muyu had already fallen asleep. Although Tang Feng was light and still woke her up, she rubbed her eyes sleepyly and asked Tang Feng: "Tang Feng, is things going well?"

Since she had woken up, Tang Feng kept taking off all his clothes and slipped into the bed. He hugged Lin Muyu's warm body and said happily: "It feels so good to go home."

"Oh, I'm frozen to death." Lin Muyu said with a frown.

The next morning, Tang Feng got up again in bed, and he got up just after lunch. After lunch, he came to China Stone. When Chen Yan saw Tang Feng, he immediately said, "Good boy, I know you must be able."

Tang Feng roughly calculated the price and said, "This time, it should be ten times."

Chen Yan nodded and said, "I estimated that I could get it if I had 500."

Tang Feng said: "I hope there will be no more accidents. The one we fear the most is this. We can't stand the tossing now."

"Well, that's true." Chen Yan was very confident. He said: "However, the situation has been irreversible. Except for irresistible factors such as natural disasters, there should be no problem."

Tang Feng maintained cautious optimism, saying: "There are still hours left, and the auction is about to begin. God bless us to bring good news tonight."

However, he would come whatever he was afraid of. Before Tang Feng finished speaking, his phone rang. He took out his phone and saw something wrong immediately. Luo Wancheng called the phone. Luo Wancheng was the current owner of the Fang Tang Feng's estimated price of 1 Zhengqi inkstone. Tang Feng really wanted to buy the Fang Zhengqi inkstone, and both sides left their phone numbers.

Luo Wancheng asked, "Is it Mr. Tang?"

Tang Feng said: "It's me, are you okay?"

Luo Wancheng asked again: "Mr. Tang, do you still want that Fangzhengqi inkstone now?" This guy must be Tang Feng's hardcore support, and he must be convinced of Tang Feng Zhengqi inkstone's statement.

Chen Yan sighed helplessly. It was over. Something was going to happen again at the critical moment. Tang Feng would never want that Fang Zhengqi. He said, "Of course."

Luo Wancheng reported an address and asked Tang Feng to have an interview. Tang Feng agreed and hung up the phone. Chen Yan said, "That guy won't take the opportunity to quarrel."

"I am the only buyer of Zhengqi Inkstone. He can only sell it for a good price." After saying this, Tang Feng immediately turned around and quickly left China Stone.

After Tang Feng left, Chen Yan touched his chin and said to himself: "Of course you are the only buyer, but he is also the only seller."

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Chapter completed!