Chapter 112: He Yundang's Attitude

  A middle-aged man held a sanding wheel, shaking and swaying, and finally managed to grit his teeth and grind down the last layer of stone skin. After grinding for more than half an hour, green appeared on the other side.

  Even if it's green again now, this time the middle-aged man has already lost money, and such a small piece of jade is absolutely not worth 800,000.

  As the middle-aged man carefully polished, the complete jade stone finally came out completely, with a walnut size, slightly flatter, looking at the color, it can be determined to be a good glutinous rice species.

  Even if the jade is of good quality, this piece is really a bit too small, and it's worth less than 2 million, compared to 8 million, it's not a small loss.

  If Ningyuan had solved it himself, he wouldn't have lost a penny. After all, the stone was only worth 300,000 yuan, and even if he sold it for 1.5 million, he would still make a profit. However, this stone was resold by the middle-aged man from Ningyuan's hands for as much as 8 million yuan.

  Holding the jade in his hand, the middle-aged man showed a wry smile and walked towards Ning, saying with a chuckle: "Young brother, you're really lucky, I guess I was blind today."

  Although he lost money, the middle-aged man did not hold a grudge against Ningyuan. After all, this was a matter of mutual consent, and it was only his own fault for having poor eyesight. If he were to hold a grudge because of this, then most of the people who came to gamble on stones every day would also be holding grudges, and the owner of the stone store would be hated to death.

  "Hehe, lucky, lucky." Ning Yuan chuckled and said, after all, he had made over 700,000 yuan in this one transaction, so his mood was still pretty good.

  The onlookers nearby also smiled and congratulated Ning Yuan: "Young brother, you're quite lucky, today can be considered a big win."

  "Hehe, lucky, lucky." Ning Yuan politely nodded towards everyone.

  He greeted everyone. Later, the old man who had been silent for a long time came to Ningyuan's side and said with deep meaning: "I didn't expect that young brother is actually an expert, we can exchange more in the future." He handed over his business card as he spoke.

  Only the old man present noticed that Ningyuan was not simple, and Ningyuan's stone-unsealing technique was rough but very stable at the bottom, with extremely precise control. The process of unsealing the stone looked dangerous, but it wouldn't actually hurt the jade inside.

  The most important thing is that the jade was thoroughly exposed later, and a group of people bid for it. Ningyuan made a decisive move, not because he wasn't greedy, but because he already knew the size of the jade in the stone.

  Separated by the outer stone skin. Ningyuan may not feel the situation inside, but when the stone skin breaks open, his spiritual consciousness can go in along with the jade, clearly feeling the size of the emerald inside, it is precisely because he knew that the jade was only the size of a walnut that he spent 800,000 yuan to buy it. Otherwise, with Ningyuan's temperament, it would not be possible for him to give up halfway.

  At that time, there were absolutely few people who could really see through it. This old man was one of them, otherwise others would have bid later, but the old man didn't say a word.

  Ning took over the business card and glanced at it. There was only a simple name and phone number on it, with the name being: Quan Yishui. This surname Quan is really not common.

  "Hehe, thank you, Old Man Quan, for your kindness. I'll definitely come to visit you when I have time." Ning Yuan said with a smile, showing obvious gratitude and politeness towards the old man.

  "Well then, there's a chance to chat again." The old man smiled and nodded, without greeting the others, and turned around to leave.

  After the old man left, the middle-aged man also took out a business card and handed it to Ning Yuan: "Young brother, my name is Wang Xuedong, I'm fond of collecting ancient stones and antiques. Today we meet by chance, let's become friends, keep in touch often."

  "Alright, definitely." Ning Yuan put away the business card, smiled and nodded slightly, then said: "Today let Brother Wang spend some money, so, I've taken a liking to this jade, how about 3 million yuan for it?"

  The size of this jade is about 2 million less than 20 million, at most 17 or 18 million. Ningyuan directly quoted 30 million, which is absolutely a very high price.

  Wang Xuedong smiled and handed the jade to Ning Yuan, saying: "Little brother doesn't have to be so polite, I can still afford to lose. Thirty million is too much, let's just say twenty million."

  "Alright, then it's 2 million." Ning Yuan nodded and said. He also knew that those who could come here to gamble on stones were mostly rich people, and they really didn't care about 180 million, nor did they pretend to be polite.

  After transferring the money to Wang Xuedong, Wang Xuedong was about to bid farewell and leave. Suddenly, seven or eight people rushed into the store entrance. Several people were wearing suits, with the leader being over 40 years old, with a prominent temple, obviously an expert from outside.

  This group of people came in and swept a glance around the store, all rushing towards He Zhenyu who was sitting on the ground.

  "Master, are you alright?" The middle-aged man walked up to He Zhenyu and reached out to help him up. His hand had just stretched out and hadn't touched He Zhenyu yet when Ning Yuan calmly said, "If I were you, I wouldn't touch him."

  When Ningyuan said this, the middle-aged man was stunned, his hand stopped in mid-air, and he looked at He Zhenyu. He Zhenyu nodded angrily: "I've been manipulated by him, I can't move randomly, otherwise my blood will be disordered, and all my skills will be wasted."

  "Hmm!"

  The middle-aged man snorted and turned his head to look at Ning Yuan, saying in a cold voice: "It was you who made the move, your guts are not small, daring to move our young master in Liao Hai City."

  "My courage is not for you to judge." Ning Yuan looked at the other party with disdain and said, "He Zhenyu has already been sealed by me in two blood gates. If he moves randomly, his blood will be disordered, and if he can't untie it within three hours, his blood will be cut off. If you're smart, hurry up and inform He Zongyun to come and take him away. Otherwise, I won't be responsible for the consequences, and don't blame me for not warning you."

  As soon as Ningyuan said this, He Zhenyu and the middle-aged man both changed their faces. The middle-aged man wanted to step forward and teach Ningyuan a lesson, but he didn't have enough confidence. Since Ningyuan was able to subdue He Zhenyu, it was clear that he was not an ordinary person. At most, he could only fight evenly with the opponent, and at the same time, He Zhenyu was also being controlled by someone else, so he didn't dare to act rashly either.

  Suppressing the discontent in his heart, the middle-aged man bowed to Ning Yuan and said in a low voice: "Since you've let our CEO come, you should at least show some respect. Our CEO isn't someone who can be met by just anyone."

  "Whatever." Ning Yuan said indifferently and stopped responding to the other person.

  The middle-aged man furrowed his brow, thinking for a moment but couldn't recall any famous master with this name in the martial arts world. Moreover, Ning Yuan looked very young and was being extremely arrogant, only mentioning one name without even introducing himself - this attitude was truly not ordinary.

  Since he couldn't think of anything, the middle-aged man didn't want to either. He glanced at He Zhenyu and said in a low voice: "Young master, why don't you call Master for now? You're being controlled by others, it's better if we don't provoke them for the time being."

  He Zhenyu helplessly nodded and said: "Go ahead and hit me."

  With He Zhenyu's consent, the middle-aged man picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number. The phone rang for a minute before a thick, middle-aged man's voice came on: "Zhu Si, did you call me for something?"

  "President, something has happened to Young Master." Zhu Si said cautiously.

  "What's going on with Zhenyu?" He Yuntang heard that his son was in trouble and couldn't help but feel a little surprised, asking in a low voice.

  "Master was intercepted by an expert on Antique Street and is being held captive. The other party says you must come to take him away, otherwise they won't let him go," said Zhu Si.

  "Hah!" He Yuntang sneered, "What a big show of authority, actually detaining my son and making me personally go to fetch him. I'd like to know who has the nerve to do this, did he say what his background is?"

  "He just mentioned a name." Zhu Si carefully said: "He said his name was Ning Yuan?"

  "Are you safe?"

  He Yun Tang furrowed his brow, pondered for a minute, and suddenly realized who it was. His face changed color again and again, and he whispered: "Take care of the young master first, don't conflict with the other party, I'll be there soon."

  "Alright, President." Zhu Si responded with a single word, and then heard He Yuntang hang up the phone, followed by a busy tone from the mobile phone.

  He took out his mobile phone and glanced at He Zhenyu before turning to look at Ning Yuan, this time with a serious expression on his face, not daring to show any slight disdain.

  Judging from He Yuntang's reaction, Zhu Si has already understood that this young man must have a big background, otherwise He Yuntang would not have reacted like that just now.

  He Zhenyu looked at Zhu Si and asked gloomily: "Uncle Zhu, what did my dad say?"

  "The captain said he's arriving soon and told us not to clash with them again," replied Zhu Si.

  "What?"

  He Zhenyu's face also changed, and he couldn't believe that this was something his father would say. Not allowing conflict just proved that the young man was not to be trifled with. The opponent was only in his early twenties, yet he made the dignified Sect Master so cautious.

  Because of the sudden arrival of Zhu Si and his group, Wang Xue Dong did not leave for the time being, but instead stood by and quietly observed the changes. He was also curious about the young man who dared to pick up He Yun Tang's son and what his background was.

  Zhang Junpeng was already a bit dizzy at this time, and he only felt that the events of this afternoon were somewhat mysterious.

  Ning Yuan first had a conflict with the son of the Far East Group's chairman, then gambled on cutting jade and got a glutinous rice-colored jade, but he sold the stone at a high price before finishing the cut, and in the end, only a small piece of jade was left.

  This is nothing, the Farhua Group has arrived, Ningyuan is not intimidated at all, still speaking loudly, letting He Yuntang, the president of the Farhua Group, come and take him away personally.

  All of this was a bit beyond Zhang Junpeng's understanding, and he felt more and more that the colleague who was with him was not quite transparent.

  Time slowly passed, and at this moment, the jade stone shop was temporarily empty of people gambling on stones. Many people who had not left were also waiting to see the excitement. The owner of the jade stone raw material store did not dare to intervene, as it involved the Far East Group.

  About half an hour later, a car slowly stopped in front of the jade raw material store, the door opened, and an old man in his sixties got out of the car.

  The old man was slender and slightly thin, but his face was firm and his eyes gave off an aura that made people dare not look directly at him. As he walked in, his steps were steady and neither slow nor hurried.

  After entering the store, the old man just glanced at He Yuntang with a faint glance, and his eyes swept over the crowd in the store, stopping on Ning Yuan's body, revealing a hint of a smile. He said very politely: "I didn't expect Mr. Ning to have arrived in Liaohe City, it's really unexpected for Yuntang. If junior has offended you in any way, please forgive me, Mr. Ning, and don't take junior seriously."