Chapter Seventy-Five: Various Sets

  The old man with a goat beard pinched the He Tianbaiyu ring and said.

  Zhou Tong looked at Song Jian with a strange expression.

  Song Jian had already figured it out, and it seemed that this was how these jade shops made money. At first, the jade they brought out was good stuff, but when they packaged or carved patterns on it, they had already swapped the genuine goods with fake ones.

  At this time, the four shop assistants around also leaned in towards the middle.

  Song Jian walked up to the old boss with a goat beard, patted the old boss's right shoulder and said: "Boss is joking, since we chose this jade ring, of course, we won't return it."

  When he struck for the second time, Song Jian used his inner energy, and the force of his thumb directly penetrated the shoulder's Zhēn Hé hole of the old man with a goat beard.

  The old man with a goat beard suddenly felt a numbness in his arm and shouted: "What do you want to do? Ah, my arm."

  A young man nearby saw this and quickly came forward, supporting the old man, saying: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"

  The goat-bearded man's right hand, which was holding the jade ring, was suddenly supported by the young man. His right wrist suddenly went numb, and then several fingers involuntarily **twitched**.

  With a "crack", the jade ring fell to the ground and shattered into three pieces.

  After the numbness passed, the arm of the mountain goat beard returned to normal.

  "You... what did you just do?" The old man with a goat beard pointed at Song Jian, "Now the ring is shattered, pay up quickly!"

  Song Jian sneered and said: "Obviously it was your partner who bumped into you, then the ring fell off. Now why are you asking me for money?"

  "You're talking nonsense, it was clearly you who just tricked me and made my arm go numb." Goat-beard grumbled.

  "Is that so? Then how come your arm is fine now. Oh, it's the surveillance video, if we can't tell right from wrong, we can ask the police to come and I think they will give us a fair judgment." Song Jian let out a cold hum, then his eyes looked down at the ground and said, "Ah! This ring seems to be a bit off, why is the color of the broken surface different from the surface color?"

  Song Jian's words attracted the attention of other guests in the house.

  "Hmm! What are you talking about?! Second son, sweep the floor." The boss with a goat-like beard ordered. Earlier, Song Jian's move was too clever, even if the police intervened to investigate, they wouldn't believe that Song Jian just patted his shoulder and made the boss's arm go numb. With surveillance cameras around, the boss could only suffer in silence, and after the ring fell to the ground, anyone could see that it was a low-quality jade stone coated with dye, so he couldn't even argue back.

  Song Jian didn't say a word, his eyes scanned around and then fell on a jade bangle that was as green as a clear spring.

  The price tag on this jade bangle is 3,888. The price isn't expensive and it should be of Biyu quality. Biyu is only mid-range among Hetian jade, but Song Jian can sense that the vitality in this jade bangle is very strong.

  "Hey boss, try this jade bangle," Song Jian said with a wave of his hand.

  That old man with a goat beard stared at Song Jian, walked up and said, "Are you talking about this one? This jade bangle is made of celadon jade, transparent like clear spring water. This time you'd better take a good look, if you're sure, pay the money quickly, or else it will fall to the ground again and you'll cheat me."

  Song Jiandao said: "Boss, you're wronging me again, Zhou Tong, come and try it."

  Zhou Tong walked over.

  Song Jian took over the jade bangle and put it on Zhou Tong's wrist.

  Her arm as white as jade fat, with this clear spring-like jade bangle on it, looks exceptionally good.

  Zhou Tong's face turned slightly red.

  Song Jian took a look and said, "Just right."

  "Does that girl still want a rose? I'll carve a beautiful one," The goat-bearded man was also slightly stunned, Zhou Tong's skin was indeed born with a natural beauty.

  "No need, let's just pay first, lest you say we're making a fuss again." Song Jian took out his wallet from his pocket, this time he followed Xiao Han's arrangement and brought a lot of cash. He directly took out 4,000 yuan from the wallet and handed it to the goat-bearded man, "Where is the counterfeit detector? Check it, don't have any fake bills."

  The goat beard knew that Song Jian was cautious and had no way out, so he could only move the money detector over.

  After checking the four thousand yuan, Song Jian pulled up Zhou Tong's small hand and said: "Alright, now that we've settled the bill, let's go, Di Hao, Yu Jie."

  "What? Ah, ah, this girl, didn't you carve a rose before?" The goat-bearded man became anxious and hastily stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Tong.

  Song Jianyi pulled Zhou Tong over to his left side and said, "No need, we like this kind of natural beauty that comes effortlessly."

  The goat whiskers gritted his teeth, he knew he had met the real master this time.

  The four young men around rolled up their sleeves, eager to take action, waiting for the mountain goat beard to give orders.

  Recalling Song Jian's previous dark move, Goat Beard finally waved his hand and let the four of them leave.

  "Boss, how did they leave! That piece of jade is worth at least 5,000." A young man came up and said.

  "That little guy is no ordinary person, you're no match for him," the goat-bearded man sighed, waved his hand and said: "All of you stand up straight, slaughter a fat sheep."

  Dai Hao also bought a bracelet for Qin Hua Yu in another store, and the four of them headed towards the market exit.

  At the entrance of the market, Xiao Han and two sisters, as well as Ding Jie, stood in the crowd, casually looking at the surrounding goods.

  Xiao Han wore a long leather coat, the pockets of which were very deep, and her bag was placed in this deep pocket. Xiao Han's appearance was very charming, but her personality was not so open-minded, on the contrary, Xiao Han was a very conservative and aloof woman.

  After divorcing her ex-husband, Xiao Han single-handedly supported her current company and turned it from a small million-dollar company into the largest cosmetics agency in Suzhou with a scale of hundreds of millions. In the seven years since her divorce, Xiao Han has not even gone on a date with any man, let alone held hands or kissed. That marriage had indeed caused great harm to Xiao Han.

  "Huh?"

  Xiao Han's right hand suddenly covered her pocket, after so many years of living alone, Xiao Han had long learned to be careful and protect herself. At this moment, she felt something unusual in her pocket, and she immediately reached out and covered it with her hand.

  A cold pincer-like clip was covered by Xiao Han.

  "What are you doing?" Xiao Han suddenly turned around and grabbed the clip that was about to take out his own bag.

  The owner of the pincers was a young Uyghur boy wearing a round hat, about seventeen or eighteen years old, very short and thin, less than 1.6 meters tall. At this moment, Xiao Han turned around, not only protecting his own bag but also snatching the pincers away.

  The young man was stunned for a moment, and because he had lived in Xinjiang for many years, his skin was dark, making his eyes look particularly bright.

  "Pliers! Bring them over!"

  Although he was caught stealing by Xiao Han, the young man only hesitated for a moment before calming down and speaking in unstandard Mandarin.

  "Bring it here!" The young man's expression was extremely ferocious, as if he were the one who had been robbed.