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Chapter 442 The Beauty of Light and Shadow(2/4)

His eyes stayed on Sun Hongwei for the longest time, looking at Wang Yan... it was like looking at a stone.

Who do you look down on me?

Novice have no human rights?

The rules for doing business in this place are different from those of the eldest son imagined.

Just as she was about to pull Brother Sun away to ask about the situation, Brother Sun's cell phone rang, looked at the screen, and called Wang Yan Heihu out.

"Let's go, come and pick us up."

After leaving the stall, Wang Yan finally had the opportunity to ask for his doubts.

"Do you really like that piece of material?" Brother Sun's smile was indescribable.

"Yes." The eldest young man nodded, "I want to cut it open and send it to my girlfriend to leave it to memorial."

30520, it is both a homonym of 30,000 I love you, and a birthday of 30,000. How destiny is there?

Even if there is a piece of tofu inside, Wang Yan has given it to order.

It's just 3.5 million, it's not worth tangling at all.

As a result, Sun Hongwei shook his head regretfully and did not agree much.

"That piece of material is a red label, which means a dark label. The base price is 3.5 million, and the real cost is 3.5 million, but you can't get it."

Ai?!

The eldest young master was stunned, then frowned: "How much does that cost?"

"Last year, the final transaction price of that piece of material was 24 million."

When Sun Hongwei said something, Wang Yan was stunned again.

last year?

Since they have been sold, why are they put back again?

Wang Yan did it every day to make money for his own family, so he immediately reacted.

"Oh, is it the seller's own child care logo?!"

"clever!"

Sun Hongwei gave a thumbs up, and the black tigers were laughing, and he accompanied them with two.

The two really admire Wang Yan's keenness.

It is a rare ability and spirituality to see the small and understand the details and learn from each other.

Sun Hongwei estimated it slightly and sighed: "Although this year is a severe winter, jade merchants should still trade it. Now it is difficult for us to judge the psychological price of the seller, which is difficult to do."

It's really not easy to do.

If someone really kills 24 million, Wang Yan can't afford it.

After a moment of contemplation, he asked again: "Brother Sun, if you judge the price of that piece of material, how much can you give at most?"

"The window performs very well, there may be a show inside, but those two cracks look too deep. If you can't cut the bracelet, Gao Bing will lose. Well... 12 million!"

Sun Hongwei's words made Wang Yan feel cold.

The gap is too big, right?

However, the blow is not over yet.

Sun Hongwei smiled and added another sentence: "If the water planting is good, but it is broken very hard, it can probably recover 6 million to 8 million. If the water planting is almost done, it will instantly turn into tofu... So the risk of 12 million is still very high, it is a real life and one knife to die."

After hearing Sun Hongwei's explanation, Heihu completely shrank: "Be good, no wonder no one bought it. That merchant is crazy about money, right?"

Wang Yan thought about the goal clearly, but he became more determined.

"I don't care how much I lose. If I can win 12 million, no matter how much I lose, it will be OK. The key is whether I can win..."

(⊙?⊙)!

Sun Hongwei and Heihu were both startled, with five big words written clearly in their expressions - Dog, you are floating again!

Brother Sun is not bad, his friendship is very shallow, so it is not convenient to say anything.

Brother Hu started to argue directly: "Gozi, please pretend to be gentle, and we can continue to be friends..."

Wang Yan just smiled and explained nothing.

The first piece of material I saw in Pingzhou was numbered 30520, and it just happened to have a touching beauty inside. Such fate is no longer a problem of losing money.

As long as it is not too much, it must be taken down.

Of course, 24 million is definitely not enough, and even if you have money, you can't be slaughtered like that.

So it's very difficult...

Sun Hongwei saw Wang Yan’s thoughts and shook his head again.

"It's hard. The stall owner is obviously trying to make money. If you know that you like the material, you will only block the mark even more unscrupulously..."

That's true, it's really difficult.

For a moment, Wang Yan had no good idea, so he had to put it aside for the time being.

There is still one day before the closing, so let's see it later...

While thinking, the three of them walked out of the public space, waiting at the door for a typical Burmese young man.

Sun Hongwei walked forward and greeted him in Burmese. After a few casual conversation, the young man led the three of them to the alley.

Pingzhou Town is not big, and it takes about 10 minutes to walk around. The group stopped at the entrance of a small farmyard in a remote environment.

A young man flashed out of the corner of the courtyard wall, helped everyone open the door, and then looked around with vigilance.

Oh, underground workers?

Wang Yan saw that something was wrong, but he didn't ask.

Sun Hongwei took the initiative to remind him: "The origin of this batch of materials is not convenient. Just be sure of it. Don't talk randomly after entering."

Is it like a crab to raise my head three feet?

The eldest young man was motivated and vigorously motivated.

There is nothing to be afraid of in this kind of thing. The main risks are overseas and are carried by the seller, which is a good thing for the buyer.

The truth is very simple-

The materials that can bring over at a huge cost are definitely the best ones that Yemuxi and others have found from the waste pit.

The probability of gold hunting in the sand is very low, but the number of Muxi is there.

How many good materials can you save in a year if you have hundreds of thousands of Yemuxi?

What is brought specifically must be the best choice.

After thinking through the key, Wang Yan was immediately full of expectations.

Whether to make money or not is not that important, but today's experience is too exciting and it is an interesting thing that can't be bought even if you spend money.

The young man leading the way led everyone to a tile house and opened the door. It was pitch black inside, but there were several people hiding.

"who?"

A shout came from the room, and then someone turned on the light.

Wang Yan quickly and concealedly glanced at the environment inside the house and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

This is a small living room, empty.

The furniture in the house only has a coffee table and a few wooden seats placed around it.

In the center was sitting a middle-aged man with a typical Burmese appearance, a wide nose, thick lips, dark skin, and a kind of erotic erotic when his eyebrows and eyes were froze.

The coffee table in front of me was filled with stones.

The largest is no more than a basketball, and the smaller one looks like an Australian mango.

The coffee table could not be put down, and there was another scattered scattered on the ground next to it, covered with dirt and dust.

People who have never seen it really cannot imagine that the stones in the mud are at least thousands or tens of thousands per piece.

The other three people in the living room should be companions.

Two men and one woman, height is like a step—180,175,170.

180 If you are destined to be with Wang Yan, you should be more expensive with a diamond ring royal oak.

175 T-shirt, shorts, slippers, and Buddhist beads hanging around their necks and wrists.

170 I have a better relationship with Wang Yan - I glanced at it, raised my front and raised my back, and reflected white.

Seeing another group of people coming in the room, Dianquan Huanggu immediately frowned, with an impatient look on his face: "Brother Gang, what's going on? Didn't we agree to see first?"

The brother Gang ignored him, laughed out loud, and walked out to hug Sun Hongwei.

The two of them started to speak Burmese. The dicing circle of the emperor oak looked at the black tiger with a gloomy expression and set rules directly: "Brother, come first and then come, let's talk about it after we finish reading!"
To be continued...
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