Fake Prodigal

Chapter 262 Lucky Mushroom
Di Lang's face was ugly, and he dissuaded him: "Dad, I don't know. The company was blocked by the flooded real estate a while ago. There was a problem with the company's capital chain, and there was not enough liquidity. Let's forget it!"

Di Yan's face was gloomy, he thought for a while, and said firmly: "I am confident that the tortoise can produce emeralds, or...!"

"No!" Di Lang hurriedly stopped him, rolling his eyes, and said fearfully, "Father has never heard of a real estate owner who spent 8000 million yuan on cutting stones, ruining his entire family with one blow and leaving nothing! This piece is also 8000 million yuan. I think it's better not to cut it." Already!"

"This...!" Di Yan hesitated to speak, his face was uncertain, he let out a long sigh, and said dejectedly: "Hey, forget it, I'll look at other things!"

Standing in the crowd, Li Hao swallowed the lucky mushroom. A colorful turntable appeared in his mind, spinning wildly. The time was marked on it, at least one hour, and at most one month. The turntable gradually stopped, and the pointer pointed at one hour.

"Boss, pay attention, the one-hour lucky hour is on, act quickly!" Timo's lazy voice sounded.

Li Hao's eyes lit up for a moment, and the moment the crowd was about to disperse, he shouted: "Mr. Mei, I want the bastard, cut it for me immediately!"

"Wow, boom!" The audience was in an uproar, everyone was extremely excited, watching Li Hao who walked out of the crowd, pointing and discussing.

"The rookie jumped out again!"

"Which brat is this, it's too cheating!"

"8000 million! If his father knows, he will die of anger!"

"The rich second generation is self-willed, causing trouble everywhere, and even went to the gambling stone workshop to pretend!"

Mr. Mei rubbed his nose, hearing something was wrong, looked at Li Hao carefully for the first time, waved his hands, and said old-fashionedly: "Kids, don't be joking, the old turtle is worth 8000 million!"

Di Lang was full of sarcasm, and found an opportunity to suppress Li Hao, jokingly said: "You are such a prodigal, does your father know?"

"Friends, be careful, 8000 million is not a joke!" Di Yan was a little regretful, and persuaded with a sullen face.

"Stop talking, I'm not short of money, I'm in a hurry to cut stones with my credit card!" Li Hao calmly took out his bank card and handed it to Mr. Mei, signaling to cut stones immediately.

Mr. Mei shook his head speechlessly, ordered the clerk to carry the stones, and swiped his card decisively, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart, such a prodigal at such a young age, no matter how many families lose their fortunes, the rich second generation is not worthy of pity.Fat pigs that come to your door, if you don’t kill them, don’t kill them, let’s cut them across the board!
The stone-cut open space was full of noise, and gamblers crowded around to watch the excitement, chirping and sarcastic.

Li Hao ignored the dogs, sat leisurely on the grand teacher's chair, took a sip of fragrant tea, and urged: "Mr. Mei, don't look at it, cut it quickly!"

"You're so impatient, you're not afraid of going bankrupt with one blow!" Di Lang stood beside him, mocking sharply.

"Shut up! Don't disturb Mr. Mei, he's looking for a place to use the knife." Di Yan's tone was stern, and his eyes glanced at Li Hao with disdain. Who is the prodigal young master, and the shot is 8000 million, why haven't I seen it?
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Mr. Mei turned on the cutting machine, and slowly lowered it, muttering: "One knife will bring prosperity, and one knife will make people lose their lives!"

Stone chips splashed left and right, and the old turtle material fell off a corner, revealing a trace of transparent green. Mei Lao stared round his old eyes, took a breath, and instantly turned off the cutting machine. Magnifying glass to observe.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" the gambler screamed like chicken blood, blushing and thick neck, the scene boiled instantly, and the noise kept coming and going.

"Happy to hear and see! The old pit ice species has been born!"

"Oh my god, I'm blinding my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!"

"The little rookie is out of luck, and the ice seed will come out with one blow, so the rhythm is against the sky!"

"The bold ones will die, and the timid ones will starve to death! Boss Di missed the windfall!"

Li Hao smiled openly, and exhaled a puff of smoke calmly, full of joy, the lucky mushroom is too good, it cut out the emerald!

"Little brother, I'll offer [-] million, and I'll take this piece of crap!" A fat boss with a beer belly stretched out three fingers, and said kindly.

"The old man offered [-] million, my little brother can transfer it to me!" Di Yan's face was darkened, and he gave Di Lang a look, too remorseful, and wanted to make a bid to make it up.

Di Lang was dejected, without saying a word, and looked at Li Hao sadly, the murderous look in his eyes could no longer be concealed, he cut out the ice seed, severely hitting his self-confidence.

"Little friend is so lucky, he cut out the old pit glass seed, and the old man bid one billion, which is a sky-high price, why don't you accept it if you don't see it!" Mei Lao put away the magnifying glass, with a kind smile on his face, as if he was thinking about Li Hao .

The gamblers went crazy. They took out their mobile phones one after another, calling for friends and conveying exciting news. Glass seeds were cut out of Laokeng raw stone. This is a once-in-a-century gambling feast.

Li Hao stomped out the cigarette butt, and said freely: "Continue cutting!"

"Small friend, do you want to think about it!" Mei Lao's face was full of bitterness, and if he cut it again, the price would not be one billion.

"Cut!" Li Hao said bluntly.

"Boom!" A piece of leftover material fell to the ground, revealing a large piece of transparent green, and the audience was dead silent. Everyone was stunned, their expressions were dull, their mouths were wide open in shock, and they couldn't say a word.

"Don't stand still, cut again!" Li Hao urged.

Old Mei didn't cut the knife, turned his head with a smile on his face, and discussed: "Little friend, don't be too anxious, the old man takes a breath, and transfer the 30 billion to me!"

"It's a lot of talking, let's talk about the price after the cut!" Li Hao said impatiently.

Di Yan's head is full of black lines, and his intestines are full of regret. All his net worth is together, but it is about 30 billion. The turtle stone is what he wants to buy. If Di Lang didn't stop him, how could Li Hao have a chance to make a move and picked up a big one? the drain!
There is no medicine for regret in the world, once you miss the opportunity, you can only regret for life!

"Prodigal son!" Di Yan was furious. He hated Di Lang so much that he slapped Di Lang's face vigorously.

"Papa papa!" The big slap was slapped, Di Lang didn't dodge it, he stood there in a daze, almost aggrieved, he didn't stop Di Yan, the glass seed in the old pit originally belonged to Di's family.

Damn prodigal son, his luck is against the sky, so fucking hateful!
Mei Lao blushed, and cut again, a transparent green light emerged, dazzled his old eyes, he blinked, and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood depressed, what a big piece of old pit glass, the quality is too good, how is this possible?

There is no sound in the stone-cutting space, you can hear the needle falling, and no one bids anymore. The old pit glass species is against the sky, with glossy color and light-transmitting texture, all of which are rare in a thousand years.

After cutting it with one knife, the shape of the emerald gradually becomes clear. This is a piece of old pit glass the size of a basketball. It is crystal clear and flawless, emitting a dazzling green light. It is gorgeous!
"This is the rare jadeite king, priceless!" Mei Lao blushed and said impassionedly.

(End of this chapter)