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C620 Extension Line

"Uncle Qin, I think this piece is pretty good. We can bid a bit." He looked through the glass at a stone passage that opened through the skylight.

That's right. Today, Qin Shihao brought Wendu to the busiest wool bidding market.

Some of the items here had been seen through the skylight, some had been seen by experts, and each piece had its own corresponding value.

There were also some friends who liked Gambling Stone s that they didn't want to part with. Both high prices entrust the wool market to bid here.

Seeing that the bidding price was as high as 60 million, Qin Shihao nodded without any hesitation: "Okay, Wendu, how much should we pay?"

Ever since Wendu cheated Hu Faangtu with a piece of rock covered in mist, Qin Shihao had completely trusted Wendu.

He handed over the 5 billion to Wendu and promised that he would give 10% of it to Wendu no matter what.

Wendu obviously wouldn't refuse such a good thing. He declined it and accepted it. At the same time, he promised, "Even if you don't want to earn money, you can't lose money."

"I'll just bid 80 million. Any more and it won't be worth it." Wendu said lightly.

The stone in the glass in front of him was also a piece of Emperor's Green with very little impurities. However, Wendu didn't value it, so he was a bit conservative in order to keep it safe.

"Alright." Qin Shihao nodded. He took out the notebook he brought with him and gave it a few numbers, as well as bidding prices.

"Number 12, 80 million."

Qin Mingyue followed beside Wendu. From this morning onwards, she held Wendu's arm tightly, unless Wendu went to the toilet.

"Uncle Qin, number twenty-one, bid seventy million, and number twenty-two bid one hundred thirty million."

"Thirty-two, thirty million, forty million."

Wendu said one by one. Qin Shihao memorized every single one of them, while Qin Mingyue accompanied Wendu wherever he went.

Such a warm scene just happened to let Hu Faangtu see it.

"President Hu." A young man walked in front of Hu Faangtu. He stretched out his hand and purposely said loudly, "Aiya, President Hu, I haven't seen you for a while."

Hu Faangtu was stunned for a moment, but when he saw the young man's eyes, he also reached out his hand and enthusiastically said to the young man.

A bespectacled man walked in front of Hu Faangtu and shook his hand happily.

"President Hu, they bid forty-eight, fifty-six, and seventy-one."

From afar, they looked just like close friends, but Wendu could clearly hear what they were saying.

"Humph!" Wendu sneered, and quickly scanned the Gambling Stone Market.

"Ya!" he called suddenly.

"What's wrong, Wendu?" Qin Shihao quickly asked.

Wendu looked around with a guilty conscience and whispered into Qin Shihao's ear.

"Right." Qin Shihao nodded and wrote on the book, "Number one hundred, with a bid of two billion."

When he was done, he quickly put the book away.

"President Hu." The young man winked. After getting Hu Faangtu's permission, he went elsewhere.

Of course, Wendu pretended not to see these actions of his because he didn't even look back. Just from his senses, he knew Hu Faangtu was about to use his trump card.

Wendu, Qin Shihao, and Qin Mingyue continued to watch the Gambling Stone bidding for the stones in the market as if there was nothing wrong.2

However, Qin Shihao rarely took out the notebook that he used to make notes.

Basically, Wendu said that he would write one for each of them, then he would immediately close it and put it in his pocket.

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