This Time I've Really Struck It Rich

Ye Chen naturally ignored the mockery. Better if no one stepped forward to compete with him.

The louder they laughed now, the more envious they would be later.

After all, that high-ice, pinkish-violet jadeite bangle alone was worth 50 million. It was truly a once-in-a-lifetime find—there was not another bangle like it anywhere in the world. It could be passed down as a family heirloom.

Chen Yarong had never expected to sell this Spring Color Burmese natural jadeite rough for much. As long as she could break even at ten thousand yuan, that was enough. Smiling, she said, "Any higher than ten thousand? Ten thousand, first call. Ten thousand, second call. Ten thousand, third call. Sold!"

The gavel came down.

Ye Chen finally felt at ease.

This money came fast.

The profit from these two jadeite rough stones alone was enough for many people to live without worrying about food or clothing for the rest of their lives.

No wonder so many wealthy people loved gambling on stones.

Soon, several more jadeite rough stones were brought up.

Some of them were of fairly good quality, but none was what Ye Chen was looking for. Besides, the bidding prices had already come close to their value after cutting, making them poor value for money, so Ye Chen did not raise his paddle again.

Liu Qianqian had a decent eye. Aside from the first jadeite rough, which had been too deceptive and caused her to misjudge it, the two rough stones she bought afterward should bring in around three million yuan in profit after being cut, carefully designed, and carved.

Meanwhile, under Du Ziteng's deliberate bid-pushing, Zeng Fu had only bought two rough stones. With some careful design, one might barely break even, while the other would likely lose around two million