"Since it's the best price, I want to see your material. Mr. Wang, you probably won't mind, right?"

He raised his chin in a circle and glanced at Wang Yan with his eyes full of unconcealed malice.

Heihu smirked and hit Wang Yan's shoulder, making fun of the young master with a voice that everyone could hear: "I asked you to plant grass everywhere, but the victim came to the door, right?"

You are jungler!

If someone ignores you, you will be troubled and sabotage. You are not locked?!

Young Master Wang was so angry that he threw Heihu with a look of "You wait" and put the raw stone back on the table: "Please."

I picked up the raw stone by drilling the circle, looked at it casually, and immediately offered the price: "I'll pay 65,000!"

"OK, give it to you."

Young Master Wang shrugged indifferently.

Huh?

So cowardly?

Everyone was shocked and completely confused.

Just as he was confused, Wang Yan picked up another piece of raw stone and swayed it in the circle.

"What about this? Do you want to see?"

A trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he tugged on his teeth and forced himself: "Look! Why not? You can bid, I can add."

“OK.”

Wang Yan was still so straightforward and turned to Wu Gang to ask the price: "Brother Gang, how do you sell this part?"

Wu Gang was too lazy to read the number, so he casually quoted a reserve price: "50,000."

Drill the circle and immediately contact: "I will pay 60,000!"

This time, Wang Yan did not give in and said, "100,000."

Drilling the circle even more unwilling to shrink: "110,000!"

Wang Yan continued to follow him in seconds, as if he had already raised his feet: "150,000."

Before he could think about it, he opened his mouth and shouted, "160,000!"

The next moment, the eldest young master smiled secretly and handed over the raw stone: You are so timid, I am so spicy!

I smiled in my heart, and my expression must be MMP: "Let you go again. Brother, things can be done again and again, not again and again."

The calm expression of Huang Jiajun and Ye Ziwen both thought they were about to get really angry.

Huang Jiajun hurriedly advised: "Brother Zhou, a gentleman does not take advantage of others' favors, it's enough. Don't hurt the harmony."

Dianquan was very unhappy: "Xiaojun, please don't care about my affairs!"

Two sentences made Wang Yan confused.

Huang Jiajun's persuasion seemed extremely confident. Logically speaking, only those with more respectful status would speak out like this, otherwise it would be extremely harmful to face once it was rejected.

However, the response from Zhiquan was even stronger, and he really pushed Huang Jiajun back...

Who is the older of you two?

The old Jianghu Sun Hongwei had some guesses in his mind, approached Wang Yan and quietly reminded him.

"Xiao Huang should be Huang Rumao's son. Mr. Huang happened to be the vice president of Foshan Jade Association, and he was in line with it. He was a ruthless person. The famous domestic monster stock ST Chengshang was the work of Mr. Huang."

Wang Yan's heart moved: "According to what you said, Zhou Erlei is even bigger?"

"That's only Zhou Qiaoxin's youngest son, Hong Kong Island tycoon, one of the first patriots to return to Guangzhou to invest, and the backbone of the Lihua Chamber of Commerce of Australia, seems to have the title of honorary chairman of any department of the United Nations, and their family and connections are stronger than Mr. Huang..."

Oh, what's my life?

Just come out for a walk, and the offended person is so awesome?

In fact, this is a symbol of Wang Yan's own class leap.

When the level has reached that point, it is naturally impossible for a folk gangster to be involved in the relationship with it.

——Although Zhou Ereng’s style is not essentially different from that of the folk gangsters, he is still wearing a layer of real tiger skin.

Just like the occasion when we met today, Wu Gang is really not a third-rate second-generation person. If it weren't for Huang Jiajun's face... Huh?

This guy Huang Jiajun seems to be not afraid of Zhou Tuesday at all?

As soon as Young Master Wang realized the problem, he heard Sun Hongwei continue to mutter: "But Zhou Er is indeed unlucky. Old Zhou is stronger than Mr. Huang himself, but he is extremely strong.

However, in the entire Guang Province, there are two major families above the four major families of Wang Ji, Li and Zhu, who are real folk princes, one with the surname Ye and the other with the surname Huang.

Old Zhou didn't dare to offend any of the above companies, this kid had no taboos...

If you have some brains, check the Guangzhou Rich List, count how many people are named Huang, and compare the resumes of previous parents, you won’t be so drunk..."

Wang Yan didn't know much about this, but he was still shocked.

From this point of view, behind Huang Jiajun is at least the level of the family surnamed Yao of the Mining Province?

The truth is... it's far more.

Of course, the one with the surname Ye is even more scary - one-third of the protagonists in Qidian were surnamed Ye, who dared to move?

Wang Yan glanced at Ye Ziwen quietly, curious: Xiu'er, is it you?

Sun Hongwei directly rejected: "Xiao Ye is 24 years old this year, born in 1993, and he doesn't match that person, but it's not ruled out that he is a relative..."

Very complicated!

Wang Yan actually doesn’t like dealing with people with too complicated families, and he feels annoying.

But when you look at her afterlife, her funeral curve is far beyond the average size of a yellow woman...

Well, I, Wang Yan, most admire the woman who is willing to work hard to exercise. I can make friends with you!

Ye Ziwen did not disappoint the eldest son's appreciation, followed Huang Jiajun and then advised: "Can you stop making trouble? Where did Wang Yan offend you?"

⊙▽⊙!

Your sister, is this advice?

Didn’t you talk a lot just now?

Now I am afraid that I will die in a bad way?

Young Master Wang felt a lot of resentment, and his impression of Ye Ziwen was declining again and again.

This woman can be friends with but not with deep friendship...

Or the other way around.

A good child will not understand Wang Yan’s thoughts at this moment, and those who understand are masters of human nature.

As expected, Zhou Tui became more and more irritable.

"You are so interesting. The raw stones are placed here, and anyone can buy them. I pay the money with you. What does it have to do with Mr. Wang? Yes, Brother Che Shen?"

Wang Yan was neither impatient nor annoyed, nodded: "It should be like this."

Then pick up the third stone.

"Continue to bid?"

"Get out, why don't you?" Zhou Er sneered and said, directly raising the price to the extreme, "200,000!"

Wang Yan couldn't help but be stunned and looked back deeply: "30."

"350,000!"

On Tuesday, he continued to raise the price with all his might, but his expression became leisurely, and he felt like a cat catching a mouse.

"What? Do you want to continue playing? I can afford to lose a few million."

Mr. Wang: Haha, it seems like I can’t afford to lose!

“40.”

"450,000!"

“46.”

"500,000! What's wrong, you have this little ability?"

Zhou Er was stunned for a moment without hesitation, and his momentum was as violent as a mad tiger.

The incident happened too quickly, and no one could react at all. A piece of material that was originally priced at 50,000 yuan had been pushed to a full 500,000 yuan.

Wang Yan had to start thinking about gains and losses.

Since this is a real top second generation, the original strategy must be adjusted.

Brother Fugui initially wanted to cheat the other party, and at the same time, he provided cover for those two real goals.

However, I really didn't expect that Zhou Erleng was such a thing that harmed others and did not benefit oneself.

But she is still very rich!
To be continued...