Wei He jumped up from the ground, got into the cab like a monkey, and drove the first Warrior Commander quickly to the garage behind the white building...
Mo Han smiled coldly and walked quickly into the white building.
The white fox was trembling with pain. Ye Qing helped her rub her heart, shook his head and said with a smile: "That's not the case, this kind of chariot is meant to be used on the battlefield."
"When we go to the battlefield, I won't feel bad no matter what happens." Bai Hu gritted his teeth and said, "But damn, this is my military camp, and I was disfigured by her before my eyes."
"Actually, you should think from another angle!"
"What angle?" Bai Hu asked in surprise.
"Since she is willing to shoot this car, it means she is curious about the bulletproof function of this car." Ye Qing said with a smile: "Moreover, even the tires were shot by her, so Weihe has no problem at all when driving." No. '
Bai Hu's bright eyes were full of hope, and his hurt heart suddenly stopped hurting: "Yes, General Mobo is assassinated several times every year, so when this little girl heard that this car was bulletproof, she fired a test shot."
"Since we are standing by the river, we have a beautiful view." Ye Qing chuckled and said, "If she wants to buy this kind of car, sell her a few at a higher price, and a new Warrior Commander will come out, right?"
While he was talking, the door of the room was pushed open with a click. Before the little maid from northern Burma could speak, Mo Han had already walked in with long legs.
Ye Qing's eyes were immediately attracted to the general star on her shoulder. Damn it, such a young girl was actually a major general. The military rank of Myanmar was all a joke.
Mo Han seemed to know what he was thinking, but he was too lazy to explain. Instead, he looked at Bai Hu and clasped his hands together: "Sister Amin..."
She called Sister Amin very perfunctorily, but she couldn't blame her.
In the country of Myanmar, blood can suppress everything. She is the daughter of Kachin general Mobo, a pure-blood Bamar, with the rank of major general. She is both affectionate and reasonable, and white foxes will give a military salute when they see her.
And she put her hands together, using Buddhist etiquette, and she was not worshiping Baihu, but the great master Luozhu.
Now Ye Qing finally understands what Grand Master Luozhu means to the three Cunning Tiger brothers and sisters?
"Thank you Miss Mo Han for coming to Menggu Town!" Bai Hu didn't want to give Mo Han a military salute, so he clasped his hands together and bent slightly.
Mo Han nodded coldly and glanced at Ye Qing. Even though she had arrived, the white fox was still standing next to Ye Qing. She began to suspect that if she hadn't pushed the door in just now, the demon fox would have hung on Ye Qing's body. on his body, or sitting in his arms.
The white fox grinded his silver teeth and said fiercely. "Master, Miss Mo Han is here to talk to you about the piece of blood jade. Her family is a mining company and is very rich. You should be more ruthless with the knife."
"Sister Amin, are there people like you?" Mo Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said coquettishly: "When I find a boyfriend, I don't want my sister anymore."
"If you don't agree with me, shoot my car!" Bai Hu seemed to be still angry and deliberately mentioned the warrior commander.
Mo Han's beautiful eyes flashed slightly, her gaze fell on Ye Qing, and her expression became solemn: "That car is very good, better than my Wrangler."
"The Wrangler is the civilian version, but this Warrior Commander is the military version."
"Commander Warrior!" Mo Han nodded: "This car has handsome lines and is powerful and domineering. I like it."
As soon as she said this, Ye Qing stopped talking about the warrior commander. Doing any business, climbing on the pole is not a business. He clapped his hands, and Wang Xue walked in quickly, holding the blood jade.
Mo Han's eyes were immediately attracted. Wang Xue's hands were very white, as white as jade. The blood jade was very red, like pigeon blood glowing red. The red and white contrasted beautifully.
Ye Qing laid a white velvet cloth on the coffee table, and then signaled Wang Xue to place the blood jade on the velvet cloth.
Mo Han then stood up and walked to the blood jade. He was not in a hurry to get started, but faced the skylight and looked carefully at the fly wings on it.
Don’t watch jade under the lamp because the light will make the jade more dazzling. However, once it is placed under natural light, the color will become lighter.
Especially violet and red jade.
Once the color turns white, the value is reduced.
Therefore, to see the color of a piece of jade, it is best to look at it under natural light.
Pigeon blood red gives off a glassy cold light under natural light, with a full gelatinous feel.
"I didn't expect that there really is a legendary blood jade in the world!" Mo Han exclaimed in surprise. He was also bewildered by the beauty of the blood jade, and even felt a sense of admiration for Ye Qing.
My family is engaged in mining, and Damakan is rich in yellow, green, yellow and red jade, but so many jade masters in the mine have never found a piece of blood jade with such perfect appearance.
To carve out such a piece of glass blood jade from countless stones depends not only on your eyesight, but also on luck.
Mo Han confirmed the seed water of the blood jade before getting started. Her hands were not as white as Wang Xue's, but they were very small and gave people a very delicate feeling.
He has a standard oval face, thick black hair tied into a ponytail, flowing elegantly behind his back, thick black eyebrows flying into the temples, under long eyelashes, a pair of big black and white eyes, a straight bridge of nose, and bright red lips.
Wearing a military uniform, she not only perfectly displayed the charm and beauty of a mature woman, but also added a heroic and handsome look. However, her slightly cold temperament made people subconsciously want to retreat and give rise to a feeling of inferiority.
Ye Qing touched his nose and glanced at her body without scruples, but he was wondering in his heart whether this was the so-called bloodline suppression.
Three years can create a rich man, but three generations cannot create a nobleman.
Ye Qing has seen many rich people, all of them wearing gold and silver, with a piece of green water ghost on their wrist, worth hundreds of thousands.
But being rich does not mean nobility, but the so-called nobility comes from the inside out, good education, social responsibility and a free soul...
Mo Han turned his head and saw him staring at him without blinking, with a sarcastic smile on his flowery face: "Does it look good?"
How could Ye Qing be fooled by this? He shook his head and said with a smile: "I am face-blind, and all women look the same. However, Miss Mo Han is different from the northern Burmese women I have seen."
Mo Han glanced at the white fox and asked, "What's the difference?"
"A piece of jade can only be called flawless when the water and color are at its peak." Ye Qing smiled lightly: "However, if there is a little bit of cotton inside, or the crystal is not delicate enough, or the color is not pure enough, the price will plummet."
“Do women have a price?”
"Of course, I heard from people that the average price is only five to six hundred for a night package. If the appearance and body are top-notch, the price will be thousands."
Mo Han thought for a while before he understood what woman he was talking about, and a look of anger appeared on his face: "Mr. Ye, don't you think this metaphor is inappropriate? You should apologize to me."
"I was just discussing a price issue with Miss Mo Han. I didn't mean to blaspheme Miss Mo Han."
Mo Han's lips curved into a sneer: "In your Chinese mouth, miss is not a good word, right?"
