She doesn't want to pretend anymore

A difference of one word means something different in the eyes of these masters who follow old-school rules.

"You are attracted to the person, not the red jade."

Yan Zhan raised his eyelids.

Can't I afford to give you the red jade?

"But when Old Man Chen accepts a disciple, he will accept him with a spring-colored ribbon. I should be worth at least a red jadeite, right?"

Zhu Kuangsheng stroked his beard with his hand. The bidding for the red jadeite downstairs had exceeded two million.

Yan Zhan glanced at him, then looked at his special assistant Wan Yi.

"Go and bid."

Wan Yi?

"okay!"

Wan Yi ran very fast. At this time, he liked to represent the boss the most.

It always attracts everyone's envious and jealous gazes.

"You are such a sly person..." Zhu Kuangsheng glanced at Yan Zhan in annoyance, "You have no sense of humor at all!"

Yan Zhan: "What's the point of talking to you about fun?"

Wan Yi went downstairs and the price just exceeded two million.

He put on the Bluetooth headset so that he could receive instructions from his boss.

The boss's cold voice came from the headset: "Three million."

Wan Yi read out the price: "Our Third Master offers three million!"

Third Master?

Everyone who was bidding enthusiastically: “…” Who are you?

Soon, someone who had seen Wan Yi reacted: "Is this Wan, the special assistant beside Master Yan San?"

Those who didn’t know Yan Zhan were immediately given an introduction.

But after Wan Yi called out the price on behalf of Yan Zhan, those who wanted to raise the price hesitated.

This price is actually not low.

Yan Siyu had been paying attention to Manshu.

When she saw Wan Yi again, she felt sick.

What happened to Uncle San?

Why do you keep holding Yan Manshu?

Her nails were digging into the flesh of her palms.

I really can't believe that my third uncle would slap her in the face again and again for a country girl!

Gu Zixuan also found it magical.

"Siyu, tell me, your Third Uncle is not really crazy and has fallen in love with this girl, right?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't said it. As soon as he said it, Yan Siyu's eyes turned gloomy: "Impossible!"

"Uncle San just happened to like the two jades she unearthed. What does that have to do with her?"

Who believes this?

Yan Zhan has been immersed in the business of gambling on jadeite for many years. Is he missing a piece of red jadeite?

"Why doesn't it matter?"

Businessmen make huge profits.

Didn’t you see that the others were trying hard to keep the price down?

Who is like Yan Zhan, who raised someone's bet of two million to three million right after he opened his mouth?

A full one million!

Didn’t you notice that several jewelers’ faces changed?

Just give up, it’s hard to bear to give up such a beautiful piece of red jade.

But if I bid again, I'm afraid Yan Zhan will raise the price to four million in the next second.

He adds one million at a time, how can others bear it?

"If she becomes your third aunt in the future..." Gu Zixuan's eyes flashed with gloating, "Can you call her that?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Yan Siyu's breath got stuck in her throat. It was so disgusting!

Seeing that Gu Zixuan wanted to say something, Yan Siyu quickly warned him: "If my third uncle knew that you spread rumors, he would not let you go."

She brought up Yan Zhan, and sure enough, Gu Zixuan shut up.

Well, if Uncle Yan hears it one day, he might be finished.

People of their generation have a natural fear of Yan Zhan.

Who made them grow up listening to the stories of Uncle Yan when they were little kids?

Among the younger generation of his generation, he is the strongest king.

Commonly known as - other people's children.

Just like Qi Yu, a top-notch playboy, doesn't he just follow Yan Zhan's lead?

"Three million and two million!"

Yo ho!

Someone raised the price!

Who dares to snatch food from a tiger's mouth?