Li Qingque tilted his head and asked, "Why are you fooling around with my dad?"
Ye Qing asked with a smile: "Why isn't your father afraid of Mr. Xie?"
"Xiangjiang is a place where money can connect the gods and ward off ghosts." Li Qingque said with a smile:
"As long as you have enough money, there are people who will work for you. Although the Bamboo Union Gang is scary, they will never dare to go against money."
"Then why does Mr. Xie stalk you so hard?"
"Of course it's for the money!"
"Then Jade Dragon King or your father, why don't you just use money to kill Mr. Xie?"
Li Qingque was stunned.
Ye Qing sighed: "You lost pigeon blood gems worth 1.5 billion, but you don't care at all. This not only shows that the Jade Dragon Group is as rich as the country, but also shows that the Jade Dragon King has given you great authority.
In fact, I hope you will use money to recognize the evils in the world and learn how to control money correctly. "
“So what’s the right way to handle money?”
“You have the upbringing not to hurt others, but you lack an aura that makes people fearful.
The physiognomist does not simply look at stones. Stones do not deceive people. People deceive people. This industry is full of money and sin.
If you want to protect yourself, you must be 30% kind and 70% sharp. You must have a Buddha in your heart and a knife in your hand. When it's time to take action, don't be polite. "
As Ye Qing spoke, he turned around and looked around. The environment of this material yard was extremely crude. The places where jadeite was cut, processed, and even stacked were all crowded together in a mess.
The tools they use to process jade are also extremely primitive and crude, especially the grinder, which is pedal-operated.
Mr. Xie came over with a group of people and saw Li Qingque standing closely beside Ye Qing, with a hint of jealousy in his eyes: "Qingque, what do you think of you, you are looking for a little puppy to be your follower! "
Li Qingque glanced at Ye Qing apologetically, and then said with a straight face: "Didn't your father teach you to be polite?"
Mr. Xie didn't dare to offend Li Qingque, but he stared at Ye Qing: "Who are you?"
Ye Qing said calmly: "I am the stone gambling consultant hired by Li Qingque!"
Mr. Xie laughed loudly: "Stone gambling consultant, Li Qingque still needs a consultant for stone gambling.
I think you stone betting consultants are all liars. In the stone betting business, as long as the money is in place, you can bet on gains. "
Then, he saw a fist enlarged in front of his eyes.
"Bang!" Ye Qing punched him in the eye socket. The huge force caused him to fall backwards and fall into the mud with a thud.
A group of black-clad bodyguards behind him swarmed forward, but after seeing the two 92-style weapons in Wang Xue's hands, they couldn't help but retreat.
Ye Qing glanced at Mr. Xie at his feet: "I'm giving you so much face that even a dog feels like a lion.
Remember, this is not Xiangjiang, but northern Myanmar where people were killed and thrown into the mountains to feed wild beasts. If you want to die in northern Myanmar, no matter what you say, you will be rude. "
"Boy, do you know who I am?" Mr. Xie looked at him bitterly.
"How can a person who came to northern Myanmar be reluctant to equip his bodyguard with a gun be a big shot?" Ye Qing slapped him on the face with a smile, and then turned to look at Li Qingque:
"You must remember that you don't need to be educated at all times. Whether you are educated or not depends on who you are facing.
If he were a fly, would you tolerate his filthiness? If he were a mouse, could you watch him steal your things?
The occasional sharp edge is to tell others that being well-educated does not mean having no temper.
The former is the pattern, or the bottom line. I can laugh and reason with you, or I can turn my back on you and tell you the rules. "
Li Qingque turned to look at Ye Qing, and suddenly realized that he looked so handsome when he hit people, and asked with a smile: "You won't really kill him, will you?"
"To me, he is just a dog. He is not even qualified to be close to me. Killing him is a waste of bullets." Ye Qing smiled:
"Didn't he just say that? As long as the money is in place, dogs will bet on stones. Today I want to see how this dog bets on stones."
He withdrew his feet from Young Master Xie, and Wang Xue also put away his gun. A group of bodyguards swarmed over and helped Young Master Xie up from the muddy water.
Mr. Xie gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Qing, a little timid in his heart. This is northern Myanmar after all, a place where killing is not illegal. However, the one who lost with a fist just now is the face, and the one who turns around and runs away is the loser. shouted sharply:
"Boss, take out your best stone, I have plenty of money."
Ye Qing touched his head, feeling a little helpless. This kid was dragging him to the tune of two to five to eighty thousand. His contemptuous eyes made him look like he was the reincarnation of the God of Wealth.
If it wasn't from Li Badu's mouth, she knew that this boy came to northern Myanmar to purchase prohibited items, and if they wanted to use him to lure Nong Guai or even Zhu Longmei, they would be inferior to him.
Fei Long ran out of the room with a smile and opened the wooden fence in the straw shed.
Only then did Ye Qing see that the wooden fence was actually the door of the shed, and it was densely packed with rough stones of various sizes.
Stones that were eager to be offered as offerings back home are just thrown carelessly into the mud here...
The fat dragon got in and soon took out a stone.
Ye Qing took a look and saw that it turned out to be a piece of black black sand from Mowanji. The crust was tight and the gravel was very old. This kind of stone was a good material at first glance.
I don’t know what Li Badu told Fei Long that she chose such a stone for him.
This stone is not big, only about ten kilograms. It is black and oily, and is made of oily leather.
Mr. Xie frowned and stared at the black stone: "Tell me, what's so good about this stone?"
Ye Qing and the others all looked at him in shock. They originally thought that he dared to set up a trap to trick Li Ba Nu, and he knew something about betting on stones. What they never expected was that he didn't understand anything.
Asking this question is equivalent to telling Feilong that I am a fat sheep...
The fat dragon would not be considered a good businessman unless he stabbed him in the heart.
Feilong straightened the stone on the table, then took out a flashlight and lit it on a small window.
When the light shines on it, it is a lush green, and the place where the stone is desanded also reveals green.
It's like a piece of black oil covering a green light bulb.
Seeing this performance, even Ye Qing was shocked.
This is a huge rise!
Ye Qing stretched his neck and looked over. His oily skin was as delicate as a baby's.
The pine flowers above condensed into a python, and because the light came in from the window, the python's body emitted a little green light.
but.....
Ye Qing's eyes narrowed involuntarily. In the light reflected by the green python, there was an undetectable crack...
The most terrifying thing is that this tiny crack is spread all over the stone along with the python's body.
The green python is like a swimming dragon, and its cracked locks are like a dragnet.
This is the dragon's hair.
