As Zhao Chuan's father, Father Zhao did not think highly of him.
After all, Zhao Chuan did not have that kind of ability to influence the flow of rough stones.
Most importantly, everyone in this line of work knew that rough stones could not be tampered with. If someone really could do that, why would he bother with such a small business?
He could simply go to the major rough stone markets and buy up the valuable ones. That would be a business with guaranteed profits.
Although the group led by Zhao Chuan's second uncle agreed with Father Zhao's view, they also raised a different point.
Perhaps it was a coincidence, but was this coincidence not a little too perfect?
The moment Zhao Chuan stopped handling this supply line, the quality of the rough stones declined drastically, while the prices kept rising.
The Zhao Family was now paying nearly twenty percent more for those rough stones than they had when Zhao Chuan was in charge.
Do not underestimate that twenty percent. In large-scale transactions, even a five-percent increase could crush a great many people.
Not to mention an increase of twenty percent, a figure that could be considered astronomical within the industry.
That was why Zhao Chuan's second uncle had brought people over. First, to see whether Zhao Chuan could help coordinate the connections.
Second, to test exactly what role Zhao Chuan had played in all this.
Zhao Chuan did not want family matters to affect the gathering of the brothers, so he swallowed the words he had been about to say.
"Forget it, it's nothing. I can still handle it. Don't worry about my business, kid!"
Zhao Chuan did not want to trouble Ye Yuan again. After all, Ye Yuan had already helped him far too much over the