"My wool!" Zhang Lao shouted bitterly, his eyes widened, "My wool, why is there no price for my wool?" ”

If there is no price tag, it means that there is already a master.

Zhang Lao has been in the jadeite industry for many years and naturally understands this.

He reached out and wiped the word power vigorously, because it was marked with red paint, and it had not yet dried, and it was blurred.

Seeing this, Wang Qi hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said with a wry smile: "Old Zhang, you are a step late, this piece of wool has already been selected by the guests, you can't break the rules of the industry." ”

"Sold to whom? Sold to whom? Zhang Lao looked left and right, his eyes stayed on Qiu Shenghua, "Is it you?" ”

Qiu Shenghua, who obviously knew the old man, immediately shook his head.

"Not you? Who's that? Who would dare to rob me of my wool? Like a child, Mr. Zhang suddenly lost his temper.

Mao Jiapei whispered to Quan Shengnan: "Zhang Lao is very famous in the gambling stone world, and he has a nickname called "Collapse when you gamble", but fortunately, Zhang Lao's family background is not ordinary, and his children are very powerful, which is enough to support the cost of Zhang Lao's gambling stone." Probably because Zhang Lao's gambling stone has never gambled, I heard that after their family discussed it collectively, the old lady came forward to limit Zhang Lao's expenses. ”

This led to Zhang Lao falling into the dilemma of having no money to buy this piece of wool when he took a fancy to it.

I don't know where I got the money now, and now I'm running to buy wool.

Kwon Seung-nan smiled, she had heard of this old man, one of the most famous calligraphers and painters in the world.

Zhang Baisheng means to win a hundred battles.

The Zhang family has a pivotal position in the art world, and future generations of the family have engaged in art and achieved extraordinary results.

They are not in business, and although they have a lot of savings and are famous, they cannot be compared to billionaires in terms of wealth.

Fortunately, Zhang Baisheng Zhang Lao knows how to measure himself, that is, he gambles on stones, and he also picks some small wool materials that are not expensive, that is, the unit price is expensive, but because the wool is small, the total price is not too high.

He can sell a painting for 100,000 yuan, or even hundreds of thousands, and he is not short of money.

Ten or twenty years later, this old man is still active in the gambling stone world, and every time he gambles, he will collapse.

Zhang Lao tugged at his upturned beard, "Who the hell is it, who is it?" Xiao Wang, you tell me the truth! ”

Wang Qi was helpless.

He has a kind personality, the price of wool in the shop is fair, and he never deceives customers.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, when he heard Quan Shengnan smile and say, "Do you also like the wool I picked?" ”

"You? Girl? Zhang Baisheng looked Quan Shengnan up and down for a moment, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Don't lie to me, where did you get a little girl to buy this piece of wool for 1.3 million?" It's not a hundred and thirty dollars! I secretly painted three paintings and sold them to scrape together the money. ”

He, Zhang Baisheng, and Zhang Baisheng have no money, and a teenage girl can't have this financial resources!

It is those young ladies from rich families who usually rely on their parents for food, clothing, housing and transportation, and rarely have millions of pocket money at this age.

Quan Shengnan smiled: "This piece of wool does not belong to me completely, it belongs to Qiu's head office." ”

It was the company that paid the money, not her private account.

There is a clear distinction between public and private.

"Xiao Qiu, then why did you lie to me that it wasn't yours?" Zhang Baisheng shouted angrily, he didn't know what he thought, and hurriedly said flatteringly: "Xiaoqiu, your family has a big business, don't grab this piece of wool from me, transfer it to me!" ”