My ex-girlfriend thought I was poor, so I made 100 million by betting on stones.

"So you know, then why didn't you bring her?"

Zhao Zhuwei asked.

Fake Yang Feng turned his head and said: "Although I have a very good relationship with Miss Zhao, she is also busy with her own things. Naturally, I can't take her with me all the time. What's more, the main reason I came back here is to give my former My friends, give me some benefits.”

"The God of Gamblers is really nostalgic."

Zhao Zhuwei joked.

Fake Yang Feng was proud and said: "This is natural, just like Boss Wu, since he rented my friend's store, I have to come and visit him."

"Thank you God of Gamblers for your concern. God of Gamblers, you agreed to give me this batch of goods. Look..."

The boss looked at him expectantly.

Fake Yang Feng nodded and said: "Don't worry, I'm here just for this matter. The stone has been prepared for you and can be brought over in the afternoon. I'm just here to discuss the price with you."

"You, God of Gamblers, have the final say on the price!"

The boss said boldly.

Fake Yang Feng just wants to quote.

But at this moment, Yang Feng interrupted and said: "I heard that the God of Gamblers has amazing skills in stone gambling. I wonder if I will have a chance to see it today?"

He spoke, making his boss unhappy.

But thinking that these two people were big customers, he still said patiently: "Mr. God of Gamblers, I think these two people don't believe you. How about you just go to my shop and randomly choose a stone to open their eyes?" "

"They doubt me, so I have to demonstrate to you?"

Fake Yang Feng was disdainful, but then he suddenly stood up and said: "But since you said so, boss, then I will show you what the God of Gamblers is."

"Okay! The God of Gamblers is courageous!"

The boss said excitedly.

Zhao Zhuwei didn't expect that this guy would actually dare to take the fight.

After waiting for a while, the fake Yang Feng looked at the stones placed on the table at the entrance of the store and said, "I don't have to go into the warehouse. I just pick a stone at the door to avoid anyone saying that I found a good quality stone."

"The God of Gamblers is indeed confident."

The boss boasted.

Neither Yang Feng nor Zhao Zhuwei spoke. They looked at each other and followed to the door of the store.

With the boss's shouts, many people gathered around at this time.

Including nearby shop owners and stall owners, when they heard that Yang Feng was here, they all rushed over to think about what he looked like.

There was a lot of water all around, and everyone was squeezing each other, even jumping high to look at the fake Yang Feng who was preparing to pick stones at the door.

The boss looked at him expectantly and said: "God of Gamblers, you can choose any one. The stones at my door are all 2000 yuan each."

"Well, I still remember that when I was making money here, I also picked a stone worth tens of thousands of yuan. It's really nostalgic."

Fake Yang Feng pretended to be emotional.

When the people around heard this, they immediately responded: "I remembered that the God of Gamblers did open a 3 yuan stone in Lao Chen's shop!"

"No, I also remember this matter. I didn't expect the God of Gamblers to remember it."

"As expected of the God of Gamblers, I wonder what kind of stone he will find this time."

Everyone looked at the fake Yang Feng with a little more excitement.

Only Zhao Zhuwei, who was in the store, looked at Yang Feng in confusion and asked in a low voice: "Does he really know how to choose stones?"

"Of course I will, isn't that what I'm here to do."

"But the ones usually placed at the entrance of the store seem to be tailings. It is difficult to make money from the stones."

Zhao Zhuwei now has some understanding of stone gambling.

Naturally, he knew how difficult it was to find jade in a place like this.

Yang Feng smiled and said: "It's difficult to open it, but if you prepare it in advance, it won't be difficult."

"Ready in advance?"

Zhao Zhuwei paused for a moment, then suddenly realized something and said: "You mean, he committed the crime in a gang, and someone put rocks there in advance?!"

"Want to watch the fun?"

Yang Feng suddenly asked with a wicked smile.

Zhao Zhuwei looked at him puzzled.

But at this time, the fake Yang Feng was already being praised by everyone, and he was a little ecstatic.

His eyes looked toward the table with stones by the door.

Among these dozens of stones, there is a stone marked in the corner.

This is the stone prepared by his accomplices.

Fake Yang Feng's face lit up with joy, and he immediately walked over and picked up the stone, which weighed five or six kilograms.

"Look, the God of Gamblers has chosen the stone."

"Hey, this stone looks like it's fine, doesn't it?"

"You know nothing! This stone looks like a good thing at first sight!"

"Yes, I think it's a good thing, otherwise why would the God of Gamblers choose it?"

These people began to blindly believe in the God of Gamblers.

Fake Yang Feng was proud and said: "I will cut this stone myself, no problem, boss?"

"No problem, no problem. The cutting machine is here. God of Gamblers, please do it."

The boss gave way.

Fake Yang Feng picked up the stone at this time and put it into the cutting machine.

He was still a little surprised at this time.

My buddy's craftsmanship is already so good, but he can't even see the traces of his previous work?

He knew that the stone had actually been opened and then filled in.

The reason for this is to allow this fake Yang Feng to demonstrate his skills and then promote their stone raw materials in front of everyone.

This guy deliberately wanted to show off his skills to deceive from the very beginning, but he just didn't expect to meet Yang Feng and Zhao Zhuwei.

"Hmph, these two helped."

Fake Yang Feng felt proud.

At this time, more and more people gathered around.

This was originally a market for betting on stones.

Naturally, there is no one in the industry who doesn't know Yang Feng's reputation.

"It's coming soon."

"It should be cut out. I'm really looking forward to it. I don't know how much I can earn from the stone chosen by the God of Gamblers."

"Just kidding, the God of Gamblers never misses. The stone he picked this time must be very good. Although it is a very cheap tailing material, the one the God of Gamblers chooses will earn at least tens of thousands."

These people boasted.

Fake Yang Feng felt proud and said to the boss: "It should be almost done. Boss, go take out the stone and show it to everyone."

He held his head high, enjoying the admiration of those around him.

The boss was also excited at this time. He quickly ran to the cutting machine and opened the iron cover that blocked the gravel.

But just when he opened the section, his expression changed instantly.

"Boss, why are you so stunned over there? Take it out quickly and show it to everyone. If I'm not wrong, it must be a good ice species."

Fake Yang Feng's expression.

But the boss didn't take out the stone yet.

There was a man below who was not happy and came forward and said: "Old Wu, what's the matter with you? Take out the stone of the God of Gamblers quickly, he..."

The man walked up to the boss.

But at this moment, his eyes suddenly saw the stone that had been cut in the cutting machine.

His face suddenly froze.

"This... is waste?!"

The onlookers were a little confused.