"How much is the craftsmanship fee?" Li Yichen asked casually.
"I wouldn't dream of charging you." Elder Wang hurriedly waved his hands. "Carving spirit stone has been my lifelong dream. I can't thank you enough as it is. How could I charge you?"
Then Elder Wang asked rather hesitantly, "Young man, this spirit stone is so large, and you won't need all of it. Could you sell me a small piece? Just enough to make a ring setting."
"Hmm..." Li Yichen thought for a moment. "How about this? Make a few pieces of jewelry for my little sister from this spirit stone, whatever you think would suit her. You can keep whatever's left over as your fee. How does that sound?"
"How could I do that?" Elder Wang looked delighted at first, but then gritted his teeth and said, "You may not know how much it's worth. Even if there's only enough material left for a single ring setting, that would be worth five million. At auction, it might even fetch ten million."
Then he gave a wry smile. "Even if you're willing to give it away, I wouldn't dare take it for free. Would you sell me the leftover scraps for five million?"
With that, he looked expectantly at Li Yichen. He had already decided to agree immediately even if Li Yichen doubled the price.
Li Yichen figured he had a point. Even though he was rich now, he couldn't just throw away millions, could he? Wouldn't that make him a wastrel?
Besides, even if he wanted to be generous, he should be generous to beautiful women. Why the hell should he be generous to an old man?
So he nodded and pointed to Fang Enmeng. "All right, it's a deal. Transfer the money to her."
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