Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"My grandfather is the president of the Jade Association of Lingnan Province, so he naturally wants to attend this rough stone trade fair. But..." An Nuan hesitated at the end of the story.

An Ruishan also gave a wry smile and said: "It's nothing. As long as the benefactor is safe, that's the best thing. As for the bet, if you lose, you lose."

"What's wrong? What happened?" Fang Lin asked, puzzled.

An Nuan immediately gave Fang Lin a quick and clear description of the bet just now.

"It turns out that before I came to Chucheng, this was what Mr. Qi said about unfair treatment at the dinner table."

Before, Fang Lin didn't understand what Qi Zejiang said, but now he understands.

No wonder Wei Xiangyun said that if Fang Lin had the opportunity, he would help Shen Wanchong. His feelings were about this stone bet.

Chen Song looked here and called out in a low voice: "President An, you always make a fuss and call people your benefactor. Are you planning to default on your debt?

Now that the gambling game is over, you will come over and sign on behalf of Lingnan Province, confirming that people in Lingnan Province will have to pay a 30% increase in price when buying rough stones.

In this way, we don’t have to delay everyone’s trading time. "

An Ruishan snorted and said, "I, An Ruishan, won't deny it, so don't worry."

Chen Song suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that President An found the Kowloon Jade Cup in Handong Province some time ago?

In fact, as long as Chairman An is willing to give up his love and give me the Kowloon Jade Cup, today's bet will be forfeited.

In this way, Lingnan Province will not have to increase the price by 30% to buy rough stones, which can save a lot of money, and you will not feel too guilty, don't you think? "

Many people in Lingnan Province were moved when they heard this, hoping that An Ruishan would agree to this proposal.

An Ruishan snorted, gritted his teeth and fell into deep thought.

It’s not that the Kowloon Jade Cup cannot be handed over

Go, it's just that Chen Song almost killed more than a hundred people for the Nine Dragons Jade Cup, how could he let Chen Song succeed so easily.

But if it is not handed over, it will cause a lot of losses to the merchants in Lingnan Province.

Looking at those familiar and hopeful eyes, An Ruishan was caught in a dilemma for a moment.

Just when An Ruishan was in a dilemma, Fang Lin next to him suddenly said: "President An, if you can trust me, why not give me the Kowloon Cup and let me have another bet with him."

An Ruishan looked at Fang Lin in surprise and hesitated.

Long Qiangwei over there walked to Shen Wanchong and murmured a few words in a low voice.

Then Shen Wanchong said: "President An, let that young man try it!"

An Ruishan glanced at Shen Wanchong in surprise, wondering why Shen Wanchong would speak for Fang Lin.

Before he could figure out the reason, An Nuan also said: "Grandpa, I believe in Brother Fang! He is so powerful, there must be a way!"

An Ruishan thought for a while and stopped worrying. He laughed and said: "This Nine Dragons Jade Cup itself was saved for me by my benefactor. What's more, even the old man's life was saved by his benefactor.

Since the benefactor has a destiny, he will always obey him even if he is old and decayed. "

As he spoke, An Ruishan took out the Nine Dragon Cup and handed it to Fang Lin, saying: "Everything depends on the benefactor. Even if I lose this cup, I will have nothing to say."

Fang Lin nodded and took the cup.

Under the gaze of everyone, he came to the field, looked at Chen Song, and asked quietly: "Mr. Chen, I use this Kowloon Jade Cup as a bet to have another bet with you, do you dare?"

Chen Song looked at Jiulong with burning eyes

Jade Cup smiled and said, "What am I afraid of? How do you want to bet?"

Fang Lin said: "I'll bet you on this half-cut stone."

He pointed to the third stone that Chen Song had cut.

This piece of material, because it is too big, has not been cut yet, but despite this, someone is already planning to buy it for a high price of 50 million!

"Oh?" Chen Song shifted his gaze from the Kowloon Cup and looked at Fang Lin in surprise: "How do you plan to bet?"

Fang Lin said: "I bet that after you completely cut out this piece of material, even if you want to sell it for 50 million, no one will want it!

And it only takes me one minute to pick out an ingredient that many people are willing to spend hundreds of millions on! "

"Hahaha……"

As soon as Fang Lin said this, everyone in the venue burst into laughter.

"President An, where did you come from? Why are you talking so funny! Huh? Haha!" Chen Song laughed.

Ye Liangwen almost burst into tears with laughter, pointing at Fang Lin and saying: "Not only does this boy have interesting words, his bald head is also very unique.

Look at his hair, it looks like it has been burned by fire, there is not even a stubble on it.

It looks weird and bright!

It also feels good in the hand and is very slippery! "

At the end of the sentence, he even reached out and touched Fang Lin's head. He went his own way with a teasing look on his face and didn't care about Fang Lin's feelings at all.

For an adult to be called a child by others and have his head manipulated wantonly, I'm afraid not many people can bear this humiliation.

Not to mention Fang Lin, everyone else present felt that Ye Liangwen was going too far.

Even Long Qiangwei and An Nuan are...

Anyone who knew Fang Lin wished that Fang Lin would get angry and beat Ye Liangwen up.

However, Fang Lin did not move and allowed Ye Liangwen to touch his head a few times.

Not only did he not look angry, he even smiled and touched his bald head twice.

Then he said: "Don't tell me, it feels really good.

And you are right, my hair was really burned by the fire, but your eyesight is good! "

"Was his hair burned by the fire?" An Ruishan and An Nuan thought of the explosion on the plane yesterday almost at the same time!

Wasn't his hair burned off by the explosion?

Chen Song waved his hand and stopped Ye Liangwen and Fang Lin from continuing to interact, and asked with a smile: "Boy, are you deliberately trying to lose the Nine Dragons Jade Cup to me?

If this is the case, uncle will give you a big red envelope later! "

As Chen Song spoke, he even waved to the people around him to write a check to Fang Lin and give him a big red envelope.

I don't know where An Ruishan found such a useless person. He talks nonsense and is simply talking nonsense.

Chen Song was a little suspicious at first, but after hearing what Fang Lin said about gambling, he simply ignored Fang Lin.

How could he lose such a bet?

Fang Lin said softly: "There is no need for the red envelope, wait until you can really win."

Ye Liangwen snorted, pointed at Fang Lin's head, and said coldly: "You are a little bald man, you are not old, but your tone is not bad!"

Chen Song looked at An Ruishan and asked, "President An, if this kid loses later, you won't deny it, right?"

After hesitating for a moment, An Ruishan gritted his teeth and said loudly: "I have handed over the Kowloon Jade Cup to Mr. Fang. I fully support his bet."