"A boss from Yangon," Apu introduced, "these stones were just delivered at noon. Because I know his son well, I can choose first."
Zhang Jing understood that Apu was also a victim, so it was no wonder that someone had the word "embarrassed" tattooed on his neck. He was so stupid.
"No," Candela forcefully interrupted the chat between Zhang Jing and Apu, "Don't you realize these stones are very expensive?"
It’s no wonder that Candela was surprised. Looking at all the stones here, none of them were less than 100,000 meters, and one of them was priced as high as 10 million meters. Each piece was priced astronomically.
"I don't know much about jade either," Apu looked innocent and explained, "The price is set by the seller. He thinks it's worth so much, and Asians like it all."
Candela looked at Zhang Jing and asked, "I don't understand at all. Do you understand the price?"
Zhang Jing knew how to use a hammer, so he pretended to nod his head and said unabashedly: "Rough jadeite is indeed very expensive, and these prices are quite reasonable."
"Pick two or three pieces if you like them," Apu looked enthusiastic. "These stones will be auctioned next month. You can pick them in advance without having to compete with others."
"I don't like jade." Although Candela is rich, she doesn't spend money randomly. "I just watch the excitement."
"I have money," Zhang Jing looked wealthy. "But it's too late today. I didn't bring a bodyguard. I was afraid of being robbed on the road, so I just took a look and didn't buy it."
Most of them are ordinary stones, which are obviously fake and scams. It is impossible for Zhang Jing to fall into the trap.
But this was a hole dug specifically for Zhang Jing, how could he let him leave so easily?
As if to meet the occasion, three Asians walked in from the door behind them, none other than Weng Duopeng, Weng Lili's husband Luo Chen, and one of them was Weng Lili in a wheelchair.
Seeing Zhang Jing, the three of them pretended to be slightly startled. Ong Duopeng, 45 years old with a gloomy expression, laughed and said, "I came here to ask for a meeting. I didn't expect to meet Mr. Zhang here."
Zhang Jing didn't know Weng Duopeng, "Who are you?"
"My name is Weng Duopeng," Weng Duopeng introduced, "This is my brother-in-law Luo Chen, and this is my younger sister Weng Lili. She was seriously injured by your people at the gate of Kanfen Farm."
All coincidences were man-made. Zhang Jing immediately understood that this was a scam specially set up by the Weng family for him!
Thinking about making money in everything, Zhang Jing decided in his heart in one second to follow the trend and harvest the opponent.
In his heart, he wanted to trick the other party, but he had to pretend on the surface. Zhang Jing said guiltily, "I hope Ms. Weng recovers soon. I have severely criticized the employee."
"The damage has been done," Weng Duopeng said reluctantly, "Since Mr. Zhang also likes rough stones, let's bet on stones."
"Okay, okay," I felt very happy. To be cautious, I had to patch the loopholes.
Holding back his impulse, Zhang Jing said calmly, "I am willing to compensate Ms. Weng financially, just forget about the stone bet."
How could Zhang Jing be decoupled after finally setting up a trap?
Weng Duopeng took a scroll from Luo Chen's hand, slowly unfolded it, and introduced: "This is a calligraphy written by Liu Yong, a calligrapher of the Qing Dynasty. It can be a bet."
Zhang Jing is not a scholar, but he has seen Liu Yong on TV and thought it was a fabrication. He didn't expect that there was a real person. He just didn't know if this Liu Yong was the other Liu Yong?
Looking at the copybook, the content was excerpted from "Yuanjing Secretary". Zhang Jing could not understand the quality of the calligraphy.
But the calligraphy in front of me is really beautiful. The hair is strong, the thickness of the strokes are arbitrary, and they alternate with each other. The bones are clear in the plump body, and the strength comes out of the softness. It has a feeling of "iron wrapped in cotton". It's really amazing. ! Definitely good stuff!
He was very excited inside, but just like fishing, he couldn't act too anxious, otherwise it would be bad to scare others. Zhang Jing pretended that he had no confidence, "I can't come up with something equally good."
"You can bet 2 million yuan on the words in my hand," Weng Duopeng looked talkative, "I can give you a game."
Zhang Jing shook his head and said no, and suggested: "I hope there will be lawyers and jade value appraisal experts present to avoid unclear conflicts. In addition, I will also ask cultural relic experts to come over to identify the authenticity of this calligraphy."
Weng Duopeng was angry that Zhang Jing had a lot of troubles, so he had to be defrauded of all his property by me and it would be over before he died.
Still have to struggle!
We agreed to meet at nine o'clock the next morning, and everyone went back to their homes to find their mothers. new
After a night of silence, Zhang Jing picked Xu Zehong up the next day, invited the lawyer introduced by Shen Mingming, took Mike and his two girlfriends, and came to No. 4159 Central Avenue in Los Angeles again.
When Zhang Jing and his entourage arrived, Candela, Apu, and Weng arrived at the same time, as well as the lawyer and jade value appraisal expert invited by Weng.
I didn’t see the boss yesterday, but the owner of the 77 rough jade stones was also present today, a South Asian in his sixties with dark skin.
Without further ado, let’s get straight to the practical stuff.
Lawyers from both parties jointly produced the contents of the gambling contract, Xu Zehong authenticated Liu Yong's calligraphy, and Zhang Jing issued a check for Weng's family to verify the authenticity.
It only takes ten minutes to appraise and verify the check, and it takes a full hour to sort out the contract, including the winning and losing criteria of the bet, payment method, payment time, liability for breach of contract, etc., everything is detailed.
When Zhang Jing and Weng Duopeng signed the contract, Kandela couldn't help but complain, "Hurry up and choose the stone, let me see what's inside."
The contract stipulated that Weng Duopeng should be chosen first, and Zhang Jing should be chosen later to prevent the two from eyeing the same stone.
Weng Duopeng seemed to have a good idea and deliberately chose the third stone from the left in the fifth row. It was as big as a large bucket and sold for as much as 1.6 million yuan.
It was Zhang Jing's turn. In the large warehouse, he held a spotlight flashlight in his hand. It only took him three minutes to pick the second stone on the left hand side of the third row. It was also very large and sold for 1.8 million yuan more.
"Wait a minute," Candela stopped Zhang Jing, "Why did you choose this stone? You didn't see the green!"
"What do you know?" Zhang Jing looked very conceited. "It seems that the stone skin is too thick, and all the good things are inside."
"Really?" Candela didn't believe it.
Zhang Jing was very sure, "Really!"
After all, a brand new Maybach S-class sedan only costs 185,000 yuan, a new Lamborghini Maverick only costs 250,000 yuan, and a broken stone costs 1.8 million yuan.
Not only Candela was nervous, Liang Jieshu and Zhou Manmiao were also nervous for Zhang Jing, worried that he would lose.
Xu Zehong was even more nervous. He liked Liu Yong's writing very much, and it would be such a joy to win it.
Weng Duopeng felt relieved that Zhang Jing was indeed an outsider and did not take away his three ancestral treasures.
"I'm done buying it," said a jadeite value appraisal expert who made a temporary appearance as a referee. "Please pay the purchase price for the rough stone."
The owner of the jadeite rough stone was named nytoe. Zhang Jing could not translate the name, so he filled out the check and handed it to him.
Ong Duopeng also paid by check.
After receiving the money, the darker-skinned nytoe called a worker and carried the stone to the cutting machine. Finding the angle was a technical job. The cutting master was an expert and quickly determined the cutting angle of the two stones.
The stone selected by Ong Duopeng is cut first. The cutting machine is very advanced and can cut at multiple angles and in a closed manner.
After a sharp sound, I opened the cover of the cutting machine. When the two halves of the stone were opened, it was not a stone inside, but it was similar to a stone. Not only was there no green at all, it was also quite rough.
"Yes!" Zhou Manmiao cheered happily, "Nothing!"
Liang Jieshu felt relieved.
Mike and Xu Hongze breathed a sigh of relief.
However, when the rough stone purchased by Zhang Jing was opened, the same situation happened. It was also broken.
The referee came forward to check, and Xu Sou commented, "The two rough stones are of similar value. Based on the purchase price of the rough stones, Mr. Ong Duopeng wins!"
Weng Duopeng bought the stone for 1.6 million yuan, and Zhang Jing bought it for 1.8 million yuan.
Zhou Manmiao was very happy a second ago, but her expression immediately became stiff.
Liang Jieshu was also in a bad mood, and Mike and Xu Hongze were also in a bad mood.
The winner takes all. Not only did he lose the 1.8 million yuan he spent to buy the rough stone, but he also lost 2 million yuan in bets. Even if he has a huge fortune, he cannot afford such a loss.
Weng Duopeng couldn't hide the smile on his face and asked people to take the stone cut by Zhang Jing home to cherish his memory.
"Brother Zhang, let's go home," Liang Jieshu advised in a gentle and considerate voice.
After thinking for two or three seconds, Zhang Jing felt a little red-eyed and shook his head firmly, "No!"
