An Mengxi covered her mouth and chuckled. The incident of Ye Qing and others being robbed in Tengchong had already made headlines. Although his face was mosaic, acquaintances could still recognize him at a glance.
The Audi A8 was given to Ye Qing by Ma Rui, the eldest lady of the caravan, and even the license plate was stamped by Ma Rui.
This Audi was fine for Ye Qing to drive. Ma Rui had suffered such a big loss and would never dare to trouble him again.
But Boss Qi drives this car, and even if Ma Rui doesn't trouble him, the caravan disciples won't be able to spare him.
What businessmen want is to make a fortune safely, but what they fear most is that people come to their door every day to cause trouble, which not only delays business, but also ruins their mood.
Especially in the stone gambling industry, when you are in a bad mood, your luck is also bad...
"How are you going to handle this!"
"If he doesn't take the car, just give him the money and let him buy another one!"
Ye Qing had already thought of a countermeasure, which was why he returned to Rayleigh and didn't rush to send the Audi back to Boss Qi.
Although Boss Qi is a scumbag, he is definitely more successful than Xue Shanguo in northern Myanmar.
Wang Hong and Xue Shanguo were the suppliers Ye Qing found. However, the stones they supplied could only be transported back to Kyoto for others to gamble on.
And what Ye Qing wanted was the best from the old pit.
Only an old man like Boss Qi could find this kind of stone for him.
An Mengxi said curiously: "Sister Delong, there are so many stone betting shops, but you can't find a good stone."
"There is a term in this industry called killing animals and cooking them." Ye Qing explained patiently.
He was worried that An Mengxi would not be able to withstand the temptation of a sword paradise after staying in Jiegao for a long time, so he would end up gambling on stones.
Moreover, this little rich woman is extremely rich. In the eyes of evil people like Boss Qi, she is a super fat sheep.
“For killing animals, tourists are allowed to choose their own stones, but most of the stones displayed outside stone gambling shops are made of bricks.
Even if you cut out a piece of jadeite from a thousand stones, it will only be cyan jadeite, horsetooth jadeite, or some low-grade jadeite that is worthless. "
An Mengxi said in surprise: "It means that the strangers who come will be killed with a wisp!"
"Of course, these tourists come from all over the world. I'm afraid they will only come to Rayleigh once in their lives. Therefore, the owner of the stone betting shop will not be polite."
The business methods of the stone gambling industry are completely different from the business methods An Mengxi learned.
A businessman must be honest and do business with regular customers, and he must also give profits to strangers, and then develop the strangers into mature customers, spread the word of mouth, and cultivate new customers through familiarity, so as to make the business bigger.
However, this is not the case in the stone gambling industry. In many cases, it is a one-time deal.
If this hammer can't kill you, he loses.
On the contrary, the most popular thing is to kill someone cooked. The more familiar someone is, the more brutal the killing will be, with a knife stabbed into the neck.
However, real stone gamblers are more willing to deal with such black-hearted bosses. Because they make huge profits, they go to great lengths to help you find the best rough stones.
Only when he finds the best rough stone will he have the opportunity to stab you hard.
However, for stone gamblers, only the best rough stones from Laokeng can make millions, tens of millions, or even billionaires in one fell swoop.
Therefore, in the eyes of stone gambling masters, ripening is a good thing that is mutually beneficial.
The most important thing is, Sister Delong, any stone gambling shop that has been in business for a few years will have several valuable old pit stones hidden in the safe.
But these top quality rough stones from old pits are never seen by ordinary stone gamblers.
Moreover, these stone gambling shop owners regard these Laokeng rough stones as family heirlooms. Unless there is a major change in the family, or they offer a high price that is difficult to refuse, otherwise they will not sell them.
And only boss Qi, an old man in the world, knows who has hidden good stones, and can persuade others to sell them at a high price with his eloquent tongue.
The money he made from it was no less than what the owner of Laokeng rough stone made.
An Mengxi nodded, she completely understood the way to make money in this industry, and Boss Qi was a black-hearted second-hand dealer.
Ye Qing said solemnly: "In fact, if Boss Qi doesn't deliberately deceive people, the stones he finds are all good ones. His eyesight is much better than that of ordinary stone gamblers. If the stones are not good, he will despise them. You can’t sell it at a high price either.”
"Just one word from you will completely destroy my outlook on life!"
An Mengxi became more and more frightened as he listened. The water in this stone gambling business was too deep. It could be said that the Eight Immortals crossed the sea and showed their magical powers. And all kinds of magical powers, you cheat me, I cheat you...
Ye Qing said with lingering fear: "Everyone who does peripheral business in the stone gambling circle has only one purpose, which is to find a super fat sheep as a home for an old stone.
As for whether this next family is a one-sword paradise or a one-sword hell, no one thinks about it. "
The two talked quietly and walked to an old Burmese stall.
Ye Qing took a few glances and realized that the place where these old Burmese people set up their stalls should be an aisle. There were only lights in the distance, making it look very dim!
This old man couldn't tell how old he was. He was dark and thin. He was sitting on a snakeskin bag and smoking. There was a stone in front of him.
Ye Qing squatted down and first smelled a peculiar aroma in the smoke, which made him feel refreshed. It was obvious that Lao Mian's cigarettes were adulterated, so he took out his own cigarette and handed it to Lao Mian.
Lao Mian looked at him deeply, took the cigarette, lit the cigarette butts, put out his cigarette, carefully put it into his pocket, and said nothing, just puffing away at the smoke.
"Lao Pa dares, black black sand!" Ye Qing looked at the stone and asked tentatively.
"See for yourself!"
Ye Qing was not in a hurry and asked with a smile: "What's the price? We'll see if the price is right."
"Hand talk!"
"No need!" Ye Qing looked at his fingers holding the cigarette. There was still mud on them: "It's just the three of us. We're not afraid of others hearing."
"Two hundred thousand!"
Ye Qing then took out a strong flashlight and turned on the light to take a closer look. The stone under the light was not completely black, but a bit gray in color. This kind of stone usually has poor water quality.
He had high hopes, but he still gave him a sense of despair. Lao Pagan's black sand was mostly wax shell, black and shiny, but this piece was obviously not. He asked tentatively: "It's numb."
Lao Mian grinned and showed his dark teeth: "Mameng is also in the area of Lao Pagan's market. From what I heard, you are also a regular customer. You should know that Lao Pagan's black sand has been discontinued a long time ago. If this material is really Lao Pagan's You have a black mouth, I will offer you at least two million!"
Ye Qing took a puff of cigarette and glanced at the snakeskin bag under his butt: "If you don't need money, you just need good stones."
"I don't accept checks or transfers!" Lao Mian said calmly: "As long as you have cash, stones are not a problem!"
Ye Qing looked at Lao Mian, who was sitting at a stall in the dark not far away, smoking one after another, and asked tentatively: "Together."
Lao Mian readily admitted: "Coming from the water, the physical exertion is too great, so I can only smoke to relax. Don't worry, as long as it is a fair transaction, we will abide by the rules."
"The real old Pagan!"
Lao Mian glanced at him thoughtfully: "I brought a piece, but it's very expensive!"
"How heavy!"
"Three or four kilograms." Lao Mian stared into his eyes and said decisively: "Two million, no matter the price!"
"Take a look!" Ye Qing was not in a hurry to make a counteroffer. Once he started to counteroffer at this time, it was like the business was done. The most disgusting thing is that you spent two million before you even saw the stone.
If you can't come up with the money, these old Burmese won't give up. Whether the transaction is fair or not, the gunman has the final say.
