All that could be said was that Du Ziteng's luck was truly terrible.
However, the starting price Chen Yarong had set was not high. The bit of green visible on the surface alone was worth around five hundred thousand. The price had been bid up so high entirely because Du Ziteng had misjudged it, which was perfectly normal and could not be blamed on the auction house.
After all, an auction house was not a charity. If every cut turned a profit, it would not be called gambling on stones.
"They say even immortals cannot judge the jade within a single inch of stone. Gambling on stones carries risks. Unfortunately, the first cut on this jade rough has not increased in value. May I ask Mr. 038, would you like us to continue cutting it for you?" Chen Yarong asked politely.
Du Ziteng cared about saving face. If he kept cutting, it would only become more humiliating. He might not even be able to recover five hundred thousand, so he forced himself to say, "No need. This is fine. Wrap it up for me later."
After saying that, Du Ziteng returned to his seat with Jiang Xiaocha, his eyes hollow and his steps unsteady.
Du Ziteng thought that even such a good piece of his had turned out to be a loss. Of the jade roughs Ye Chen had bought, two were more expensive than his and looked even worse. They would definitely perform even more disastrously and would not be worth even five hundred thousand.
With that thought, Du Ziteng finally perked up. He patiently continued waiting to watch Ye Chen's jade roughs being cut.
Chen Yarong said with a smile, "Next, please welcome our second consignor, Mr. 007, to the stage to personally witness the cutting of the