Mysterious treasure chest

Chapter 301 You are the king of pretense in my mind

In the luxury car, Wan Baoer looked the little monk up and down, and said curiously: "Little bald head, you must have gone fishing in the Pacific Ocean, or else I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you so tanned?" Like the African black uncle?"

When he was in the East China Sea before, Wan Zulong often took her to visit the old monk Daoyan, and he even took her with him to be familiar with the young monk, plus the relationship with Yang Hao, so the female president always made fun of the young monk .

When the little monk heard this, he immediately lost his temper and yelled: "Damn, don't mention it, Lord Buddha, I let Brother Hao make a fool of me this time. I originally thought that this trip to Southeast Asia would not be enough to eat and drink. Whoring, gambling, and smoking, do you want to watch transvestites, ride elephants, and drink in small bars?"

"In the end, don't talk about transvestites, I don't even see people very much, I just drink the northwest wind and bask in the sun at sea."

The little monk became angrier as he talked, pointing at Yang Hao and complaining: "What's even more exasperating is that it's also basking in the sun, and I'm already tanned into an African, but look at him, but I'm tanned, if I were a woman I'm drooling just looking at it!"

Yang Hao didn't bother to talk to him, and when the convoy entered the gambling king's private villa, he said directly to Wan Baoer: "Miss Bao, I have something to discuss with you alone."

The little monk immediately stretched his neck, winked and said, "Fuck, Brother Hao, this is under the watchful eyes of the old gambling king. Don't tell me you still want to hurry up with Miss Bao and do something indescribable?"

Wan Baoer blushed, and slapped the little monk's bald head with a slap, and spat: "Bah, little bald head, thank you for being a monk, what are you thinking about all day long, so dirty."

After finishing speaking, she took Yang Hao into the villa, all the way to her boudoir, her eyes drifted and said: "This is my private room, even grandpa and other old people will not come in without my permission. So... do you have something to tell me?"

Yang Hao nodded, took out a bunch of boxes of different sizes from the luggage bag, and pushed them in front of Wan Baoer: "Didn't I ask you to help me with something last time? Well, these are these emeralds. You can sell them for me." drop it."

As he opened the boxes one by one, he added: "The price can be lower, but I have two requirements. One is to keep it secret for me, and the other is that the money must be remitted to the account I designated within half a month."

Wan Bao'er was about to say something, but when she saw the top-quality jadeite in the box, her eyes immediately turned green, and it took a while to recover, and she coughed lightly: "Sorry, women don't have much resistance to jewelry. No exception."

In fact, with Wan Baoer's status, ordinary jewelry has long been unable to move her in the slightest, but the quality of the emeralds in front of her is really too high, even in the hands of a wealthy gambler, such emeralds cannot be produced. a few pieces.

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders, expressing his understanding. After all, it’s worth thinking about it. For example, the emperor green jadeite the size of a small watermelon can be worth hundreds of millions of dollars conservatively. Buy in bulk.

But Wan Baoer had seen the big world after all, and soon recovered her calm, at least on the surface.

She was smart enough not to ask where Yang Hao got so many high-quality jadeites. Instead, she took a rough look at the jadeites first, then raised her head and said, "Brother Hao, the value of these jadeites is not low, at least Worth hundreds of millions."

Wan Bao'er pointed to the little imperial green watermelon: "Especially this piece, although it has not been carved, but Christie's had auctioned a piece of jade ornament smaller than this one a few years ago, and the color was not as good as this one. The final transaction The price is 800 million..."

She paused for a moment, and then said with emphasis: "US dollars, 800 million US dollars, equivalent to nearly [-] million soft sister coins!"

Hearing this astronomical figure, Yang Hao was beyond Wan Baoer's expectation, and his expression didn't fluctuate much.

He just shrugged casually: "Well, you just need to sell it for me. I don't care about the specific process. Anyway, just remember the two requests I just made. As for the price..."

Yang Hao thought briefly, then quickly waved his hand, and said calmly: "Well, you give me a one-buy price, and these emeralds are yours. As for how much more you can earn in the end, I will never ask, and I don't care." , that's all your own ability, how about it?"

Wan Bao'er was really shocked, and almost burst into foul language: "I... I'll go, brother Hao, you are too arrogant, why do you make me feel like these hundreds of millions of emeralds, in your eyes? It's like ordinary Chinese cabbage, you don't even bother to bargain with me?"

Yang Hao touched his nose: "Is there any? Uh, well, in fact, in my eyes, whether it's hundreds of millions or hundreds of dollars, it's just a bunch of numbers, and there's nothing to make a fuss about."

He had a honeyed self-confidence on his face: "And I will have more wealth sooner or later, so why is there any need to worship these stones?"

Wan Bao'er's chin almost fell to the ground, and the socialite Fan'er didn't know where it was thrown, it took a long time to manually put her chin back in place, and gave Yang Hao a thumbs up.

"Brother Hao, from today onwards, you are the king of pretending in my heart, really, you are so good at pretending, I am convinced!"

She thought about it, and said frankly: "As for this business, let me tell you the truth, Brother Hao, I will definitely not be able to complete it myself, unless you give me more time."

Yang Hao shook his head: "I can't help it. I don't care too much about the price, as long as it reaches my bottom line, but the time is only half a month."

Alice has urged it several times, and said that if the money is no longer available by then, she will go to the Russians to 'take money'. Isn't that forcing the fighting nation to start the mode of destroying heaven and earth?

For the sake of world peace, I'd better earn less, anyway, the future will be long, Yang Hao thought to himself.

Wan Bao'er confirmed his attitude before continuing: "So I have to rely on Xinghai Group's network and black market channels, so at least I need to inform my grandfather about this matter, is that okay?"

Yang Hao nodded: "Okay, I can still trust the reputation of the gambling king."

Wan Baoer breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good, I'll go see grandpa now, and then ask an expert to estimate the price. According to the rules, I will discount a part of the price as a commission, but I promise not to hack you even a penny. Brother Hao, you can trust me." Is it?"

Yang Hao said unhappily: "Please, if I can't trust you, why don't I come to Las Vegas to ask you for help?"

Wan Baoer didn't have the airs of a famous lady in front of him, so she smiled slyly: "Hey, I am a person who distinguishes between public and private, and I won't make you a penny more for this matter, so you owe me a small favor, Don't forget it in the future."

After finishing speaking, she gave Yang Hao a charming look, and left with a smile.

(End of this chapter)