Wei Dayong is 28 years old this year and his family is engaged in port business. His throughput of tens of millions of tons per year brings huge power and wealth. His family is considered a powerful family in Jiangzhou. Today he came to the "market" with two friends. But he met a fierce man.

He and two friends followed two stores, and the fierce man who was by his side with two big beauties and was very quick to select materials and stopped a little. He had the opportunity to come forward and talk, "Hello, friend."

Song Yi took Chu Zhitong and Jiang Yuchu, two beauties with different styles, to a shop in the middle of Gulou Street. This shop is not like the three in front of them that directly sell cheap raw stones, but the selected stones.

The prices are all a bit high.

Song Yi swept over with his eyes. Many of the stones on the ground were priced at 50,000 or 100,000 yuan. There was also a stone with a window open, priced at 2 million yuan. When he was about to choose according to his feelings, a man next to him talked to him.

"Hello. Is there anything wrong?" Song Yi looked at the young man in front of him. He looked less than thirty years old. He was medium-sized, with thin cheeks and a little sharp and exaggerated temperament.

Song Yi roughly made a judgment on him. Eliminating the harmonious system of children, the group of rich second generations actually has differences. One is the second generation who will inherit the family business and be responsible for business affairs in the future. The other is the second generation who eats, drinks, and plays.

The two beauties around him, Chu Zhitong and Jiang Yuchu, each occupy one. The young man in front of him belongs to the latter type.

Wei Dayong smiled and said, "My name is Wei Dayong. I see you keep buying the raw stone but not cutting it on the spot. What's the reason?"

How can you bet on stones like this? Buy it with your head down and you don’t have any fun at all. Only by cutting it open will you feel like gambling on stones! Moreover, cutting out good things proves that you have a good vision. Can you show off in front of beautiful women?

Song Yi was very happy when he heard this name. He was the same name as the monk Wei in the sword. But when he first met, he couldn't criticize others' names, so he nodded: "I'm in a hurry." As he said that, he ignored Wei Dayong and went to choose the stones.

Jiang Yuchu stood in a medium-sized store and gave her place to Gao Xiaowei. After a while, Gao Xiaowei and his friend Ji Qinglin walked in.

"Yuyu, haha, such a coincidence!" Gao Xiaowei walked over with a pair of golden silk glasses pretending to be surprised, greeting Jiang Yuchu. Then he looked at Song Yi.

Chu Zhitong smiled and said nothing. She felt that the acting skills of these two were a bit exaggerated. Especially Jiang Yuchu. Although she helped Song Yi look at more than a dozen stones placed on the ground in a snakeskin bag, she saw that Jiang Yuchu had just played with her mobile phone from the corner of her eyes.

Song Yi ignored the new man at all, but focused on carrying the stone. He had already chosen two stones in his hand. He didn't look at the 2 million stone in the standard room because he didn't feel it.

"It's almost done." Song Yi held a raw stone the size of a watermelon in his hand and paid the bill with the boss who was sitting in a chair and drinking tea.

Ji Qinglin said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, you are a little arrogant! Boss, the stones you have here are the ones who have the highest price, right?"

The boss is a middle-aged man, smiling and looking kind and making money. He said for granted: "This is of course. The industry rules for many years."

Ji Qinglin turned around and smiled, "Young Master, let's have fun with him."

Gao Xiaowei smiled slightly, walked up and stretched out his hand, "Hello. I am Yuyu's good friend Gao Xiaohu. I heard that Uncle Jiang introduced her to you, and I have always been curious about you. I will be very curious about you when I met for the first time, please give me some advice."

Song Yi looked at Gao Xiaowei, smiled and said, "There is no need to shake hands. Bid! I'm still in a hurry." As he said that, he put the stone he picked out of his hand on the ground, picked up a wrinkled stone and asked the boss, "What is the minimum price of this stone?"

The middle-aged boss said: "Fifty thousand."

Ji Qinglin said carelessly: "Twenty. This brother, I think you have worked hard to choose. Give this stone to me." Of course, he had to do it. Young Master Gao naturally would not be a villain in front of Miss Jiang.

Song Yi frowned and said, "Five hundred thousand."

Ji Qinglin felt the muscles on his face hopped down. Although he helped Gao Da Shao hit the front stand, why didn’t it taste like 500,000 yuan? All the best female college students could call him. He would still feel sorry for him if he really threw it here and wasted water. He was not a top young man like Gao Da Shao.

"Six hundred thousand."

Song Yi looked at the passerby who suddenly appeared in front of him, who didn't know his name and said lightly: "1 million."

Ji Qinglin felt the tension in his heart removed, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be free and easy: "Okay. We are rich and powerful, I will let you give you this raw stone." He raised the price to this point, which was also his best efforts.

Gao Xiaowei knew that his follower was a bit harsh, but this was not because Xiao Ji was not good at his level, but because he had money to decide. He smiled at Jiang Yuchu who followed him and said, "Yuyu, I don't know how good Mr. Song is at picking stones. I'll take a gamble. If you open a good jade, I'll find a master to process it into jewelry for you."

As he said that, he ignored Wei Dayong and others who were watching the fun. He didn't know Wei Dayong and said to Song Yi: "Mr. Song, I'm sorry!"

Song Yi smiled and made a gesture to signal him to bid first. It is said that appearance is born from the heart. He looked at Jiang Yuchu's friend with long eyes and long eyes, wearing golden glasses, and did not have much gentle temperament, but was a little feminine. This was a bit feminine.

Why? I snatched the raw stones I selected and said "sorry". This is really a bit hypocritical and stimulating.

Starting from the price of 100,000, Song Yi increased the price twice to 1 million. This time Gao Xiaohu did not give in, but said: "1.2 million!"

Song Yi said lightly: "2 million." You are from Male Gobi. I ask you to pretend!

How much disposable money does the rich second generation have vary from person to person. But it is impossible to say that everyone in Jiangzhou has a cash flow of tens of millions. Then, your name is Demon City, how can the top second generations in Beijing feel?

Moreover, when gambling on stones, it is not about buying a luxury car or a famous watch, which is likely to be wasted. With great uncertainty, Song Yi spent two million to face such an inconspicuous stone.

Even though Gao Xiaowei is not short of these millions, he is already weighing the pros and cons, gains and losses. He came here today, actually to help Jiang Yuchu test Song Yi, not to come specifically to fight with Song Yi. Now it is purely a temporary idea.

Jiang Yuchu was deserted and did not show much interest in gambling stones. He did not have the motivation to make a beautiful woman smile. He just said it and felt sad in his face!

“2.1 million.”
Chapter completed!