Pavilion Auction's Silent Bids (Eight)

Because there were still many rough stones to examine, Chu Chen stopped teasing Leng Shaming and said with a grin, "I really didn't bid on it. We bid on that stone together!"

Leng Shaming was rendered speechless. He smiled wryly and said, "Mr. Chu, you really do love joking around!"

Chu Chen shrugged. "All right, back to business. I wonder what you wanted to see me about, Mr. Leng. If you want to gamble against me using the rough stone from just now, forget it. That's our joint property, so it isn't suitable as a wager."

Leng Shaming chuckled. "I don't have a rough stone of equal value to yours to wager against it right now, either."

Hearing that, Chu Chen more or less understood what he meant. He said, "So, Mr. Leng, you really do want to gamble against me?"

"Yes!" Leng Shaming nodded. "Here's what I mean: we each take an all-bet rough stone with a winning bid of around five hundred thousand RMB. When the time comes, the loser's rough stone goes to the winner. What do you think?"

Five hundred thousand was nothing to either of them. From that, Chu Chen felt that Leng Shaming probably really only wanted to compete with him and see who was better. As the saying went, one could lose without losing face. Although Chu Chen did not really want to gamble against him, since Leng Shaming had come to him, refusing would surely affect his reputation if word got out.

Besides, with his supernatural ability, if he still lost, he could only blame his bad luck.

Thus, Chu Chen nodded. "Fine, I agree. But when do you plan to do this? The next two days definitely won't work."

Leng Shaming replied, "How about after the first session of open bidding