After saying a few inexplicable words, Mr. Qu raised his mouth and turned around and left.

However, after turning around, the smile on Mr. Qu's face suddenly restrained and his face was gloomy.

Liu Chengde, if you have you, wait. I will settle the accounts with you when I return to Hong Kong Island.

But soon Naqu took a deep breath, suppressing his annoyance, and slowly putting a professional smile on his face.

Sure enough, he was still affected by his emotions and actually made such a "shocking" move. Now Liu Chengde was probably prepared. What he wanted to do in the future will probably be a little more difficult.

However, it was really a comprehensive plan to fuck Liu Chengde hard, but in the end it was that he was slandered, which was really annoying.

And whenever he thought of 3.510 million, he took out a "best" raw stone. Even with his assets, he couldn't help but feel a pain.

But should we exchange it for the rough stone?

Now he has just taken the photo, but there is no transaction. If he regrets and wants it, the auction house will have no choice. The only loss is the deposit of one million, and the ban on entering the jade stone yard within the next year.

Mr. Qu hesitated in his heart, 3.51 million, if he regrets, he will only lose one million.

But did Ning Yiyuan see if that raw stone is accurate? Is there really no jade in it?

As the old saying goes, it is difficult for gods to break the jade, what if there is jade inside?

Moreover, if you regret it, you will not be able to go to the jade stone yard in the next year, which will have a certain impact on the layout of his company in the next few years.

So add two million to a bet?

But if Ning Yiyuan really sees it correctly, it would be that he would throw 2.5 million into the water for nothing, and 2.5 million is not a decimal...

Until he walked out of the stone, Mr. Qu kept hesitating and could not make up his mind, but he also hated Liu Chengde even more.

At this time, at the entrance of the auction stage, Zhang Kun looked at Mr. Nag Qu's back angrily.

"Who is this guy, he is so sarcastic. Who designed whom first, making it seem like he is the victim."

"Is this man really shameless? Damn, if I really angered me, I'll kill him!"

Zhang Kun was really angry. It would be fine if you said you had conspired to design someone else. Now the conspiracy has broken down and he looks like a victim.

People can be shameless, but they cannot be shameless.

Looking at Zhang Kun's angry look, Liu Chengde, the protagonist of the incident next to him, smiled instead.

"Zhang Kun, don't care too much. I've seen these things clearly for a long time, so it's not worth getting angry."

"He has any other means, just let him do it. I, Liu Chengde, have all the difficult days, and I am still afraid of these!"

"Stop talking about this, go and have a meal!"

Liu Chengde smiled and hugged Zhang Kun's shoulders and walked out of the stone field.

Walking out of the stone field, Liu Chengde's smile on his face was so bright in the sun. His fifty-year-old hair fluttered in the wind, and he hugged Zhang Kun, and the two of them came directly to the hotel.

They booked a dining table when they left in the morning. Otherwise, with so many people coming this time, they would have come late and maybe there would be no place to eat.

When they arrived at the private room they booked, they took the menu and ordered six dishes that they had not eaten two days ago. After the waiter took the menu out, only Zhang Kun and Liu Chengde were left in the private room.

The private room was by the window, and both of them sat in front of the window without turning on the air conditioner. They just opened the window directly. The mighty wind slowly blew in and blew on their faces.

Although it is winter, it is rare to have cold weather in Guangdong, so the wind blows at this time, but it feels cool, not cold, and very comfortable.

Zhang Kun took a deep breath and smelled the air at this moment. The boredom caused by the song just now seemed to gradually dissipate.

However, when Zhang Kun turned to look at Liu Chengde, Zhang Kun was stunned.

Liu Chengde moved the stool, leaned against the round table, facing the window, and looked quietly at the sky far outside the window.

Liu Chengde's face was very calm, but for some reason, looking at Liu Chengde's face at this moment, Zhang Kun felt nervous: "Uncle Liu, are you okay!"

Zhang Kun's voice came, and Liu Chengde's eyes slowly closed, but Zhang Kun's mouth opened suddenly, and a clear mark slowly slid from the corner of Liu Chengde's eyes.

Crying...!

Liu Chengde cried!

Zhang Kun opened his mouth wide and looked at Liu Chengde blankly.

Liu Chengde, who was in his forties, looked very old, with wrinkles on his face, half-white hair, and a stream of vicissitudes. At this time, as the tears fell, a sad mood instantly enveloped the entire box.

For a moment, Zhang Kun was stunned. What's wrong with this? Wasn't it still fine just now? Why did it happen all of a sudden?

Liu Chengde opened his eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Zhang Kun, do you think there is really luck?"

After Liu Chengde finished speaking, he murmured without waiting for Zhang Kun to answer.

"Our family has been very poor since childhood. When I was born, my dad was moving goods at the dock and worked hard to maintain a family."

"Then my father worked hard to build the Liu jadeware, and it gradually became popular, but suddenly one day, the police told me that my father was gone."

"And, Liu's jadeware, which looked very popular at the time, was insolvent because of his father's debt."

"I'm not willing to give up. I don't want to see the Liu jadeware that my father worked hard to build is gone, so I took on it."

"For more than 20 years of hard work, I have saved money and worked day and night, and finally paid off my debts. I originally thought I could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but why, why did this happen again?"

Liu Chengde's tone gradually grew higher. He looked up at the sky outside the window, his teeth clenched.

"I, Liu Chengde, have never believed in fate in my life. What is fate? Destiny or destiny?"

"No, my life is up to me, not to God. So I struggled, I tried my best, but..."

Liu Chengde listed a hint of bitterness at the corner of his mouth: "But I seem to be unable to break free from the quagmire of fate. Is this my life?"
Chapter completed!