Agent Fest

Chapter 115 Really Emperor Green

Mao Jiu really couldn't see through Mo Qingge more and more.

First, the gambling technique that never loses, and then the proficient hypnosis technique, and now she can actually see that this piece of wool is imperial green!
Emma, ​​who would have thought that when Mao Jiu saw Mo Qingge for the first time, she would have thought she was just a rich daughter who went to the casino to play?

But now Mo Qingge is a mysterious figure full of mysteries in Mao Jiu's heart.

"What did you say?" Yan Kaige's face changed instantly, from shock, ecstasy, doubt and disbelief. "Imperial Green? Are you sure it's Imperial Green?"

Hearing this, Qing Ge felt a little strange, "Are you not sure?"

If Yan Kaige was not sure, why did he value this piece of wool so much?
"Alas." Yan Kaige sighed heavily upon hearing this.

At this time, Yan Kaige was a completely different person from before, without any appearance of madness at all.

Although he was still covered in dirt, he could faintly reveal the aura of a celebrity who was once a generation of wealthy businessmen.

"This piece of wool, the Lord is betting on it. At the beginning, I was sure that it was a piece of top-quality imperial green. It was because of this that I didn't cut it. Originally, I wanted to put this piece of imperial green on my brother's wedding ceremony. Lu gave it to him as a gift, but I didn't expect... Sigh!"

"But you didn't expect that your younger brother would be so ambitious that he would take over your wife and business." Qing Ge spoke lightly, and what he said made Yan Kaige's heart ache.

"This white-eyed wolf!" Yan Kaige closed his eyes and thumped his heart, "My parents died early, and I worked so hard to raise him, yet he repays me like this!"

"Then why were you not sure that it was imperial green?" Qing Ge turned the raw stone wool in his hands, and the green light at the incision had a moist luster.

"Since I'm a white-eyed wolf, why would he let me run away with this piece of imperial green? This piece of wool has already passed through his hands and was cut in half! It turned out that this stone was the size of a football, but now it is only the size of a palm .” Yan Kaige opened his eyes and looked at the stone in Qing Singer.

His eyes were full of heartache and attachment, as if he had returned to the day when life was worse than death, "I was pinned to the ground by several bodyguards, lying at his feet and begging him not to move my stone. I watched him I cut the wool in front of me, watched the expert say that the wool was dyed to make people think it was imperial green, and watched him smash the rest of the wool on my face."

"Oh, that's really miserable." Mao Jiu grabbed a handful of melon seeds from nowhere, and commented while knocking the melon seeds.

Qing Ge glanced at Mao Jiu who seemed to be listening to a book.

This Mao Jiu is tough enough as a striker, she likes it.

"Even the experts say it's fake. What else do I have to struggle with? After so many years, I know I'm deceiving myself. But why are you so sure it's imperial green?" With a look of lovelessness, in the second half of the sentence, he suddenly looked at Qing Ge with burning eyes.

"If it weren't for the fact that I don't have the contacts and contacts to sell this imperial green, do you think I would tell you so foolishly?" Qing Ge sneered, and casually threw the wool to Yan Kaige.

In fact, it's not that Qing Ge doesn't exist, it's just that those are people she knew when she was an agent.

And now, she is Mo Qingge.

Not to mention that those people are suspicious by nature, just because of their identities, they are not the current Qing Ge who can casually contact them.

(End of this chapter)