When it comes to numerical irony, the superlative isn't 250, it's 290.

Because 290=250+38+2.

Not only that, 290 is an elegant name with implicit words, which is very suitable for the rich second generation with status.

Sure enough, after these words were spoken, Fu Song seemed to be completely stuck.

His eyes were filled with helplessness, hesitation and despair. He didn't move until Tong Santong shouted "Deal", as if he was completely frightened by himself.

At least that's what Zhang Xinyuan thinks.

At this time, Tong Santong took the microphone and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Zhang Shao for winning the first prize with a high bid of 29 million. I wonder if he wants to cut this rough stone?"

"Of course I have to cut it!" Zhang Xinyuan took a deep breath and walked up to the auction table with ease, "It just so happens that Keke's grandmother's birthday is coming soon.

Although she has found the Chinese red jadeite, my gift is not ready yet!

This piece of raw stone looks good. I plan to cut it in half and ask the best carving master to make it into an ornament as a gift.

I know that in terms of actual price, the jadeite in this rough stone may not be worth 29 million.

But it doesn’t matter. Birthday gifts are all about the thought. As long as the thought is there, a little or a little money doesn’t matter.”

As soon as he finished speaking, thunderous applause broke out from the audience.

This Zhang Xinyuan from Futian looks young, but he is no ordinary person!

Just now, he and Fu Song were mocking each other openly and secretly because of this rough stone. Although he won, it was inevitable that he gave people the impression that he was a young and frivolous victim.

After all, the stone was originally worth about 18 million, but he added 10 million to it. If he wasn't a sucker, what else could he be?

But now, after he said this, the youthful arrogance disappeared instantly, and was replaced by the younger generation's sincere filial piety towards the elder.

He is filial, polite, and deeply in love with Tang Keke.

Isn’t this the perfect example of a son-in-law?

"Hahahaha!" As soon as Zhang Xinyuan finished speaking, another voice said, "It's rare for Young Master Zhang to be so kind-hearted. It's truly admirable.

How about this, once the jadeite from this rough stone is cut out, I can carve it for you for free?"

After saying this, this person also stood on the auction platform.

He is in his fifties, and his slightly weathered face is full of confidence.

The next moment, someone immediately recognized him: "It's Zhou Chao? It's actually Zhou Chao?"

"Zhou Chao? Is he famous?"

"Champion of the National Jade Carving Competition, seven times in a row. Do you think he's famous?"

"So amazing? Then he must be the best sculptor in our country."

"Uh... well, being the first in carving is a bit of a stretch, but being in the top three is definitely no problem."

"Brother, are you kidding me? If winning the National Jade Carving Competition seven times in a row doesn't make you the best carver, then who is the real number one?"

"Actually, you could say he's number one right now, because the 'Hundred Killing Blades' that once defeated him haven't been heard from in years.

If the other party retires, Master Zhou will be the number one in the carving world."

"Wait, who is 'Hundred Killing Blades'? Why have I never heard of it?"

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it, because 'Hundred Killing Blades' became famous not in China, but abroad..."

He recounted the feats of the "Hundred Killing Knife" in Paris.

"What did you say? My flower blooms and kills all other flowers. I can single-handedly challenge all the carving masters in the world? Isn't that too awesome?"

"It's more than just awesome. Master Zhou also participated in the Notre Dame competition, but unfortunately he was eliminated in the first round.

That's why I said it's a bit of a stretch to rank him first.

Moreover, this person is extremely utilitarian and often moves among various dignitaries, like now.

The reason he rushed out was to make friends with Zhang Xinyuan."

"Wait... then I take back what I said.

This person is definitely not number one, even if 'Hundred Killing Blades' really retires, he still can't be considered number one."

“…”

The discussion below naturally could not be heard at the auction table.

Seeing that someone came forward on their own initiative because of his words, and that it was Zhou Chao, a well-known person in the circle, Zhang Xinyuan was naturally even happier.

He smiled and said, "In that case, I'll have to trouble Master Zhou."

"I dare not, I just try my best to help!"

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and the stonecutter asked, "Mr. Zhang, how do you think we should cut this rough stone?"

Zhang Xinyuan looked at Zhou Chao: "Master Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Chao smiled and said, "How can we cut such a precious stone directly? Of course, we should wipe it first and see what's inside before making a decision."

Zhang Xinyuan gave a thumbs up: "Master Zhou is really experienced."

After that, he said to the stone cutter, "Then wipe it first."

The stone cutter nodded, selected a flatter surface, and turned on the stone grinding machine.

Soon, a scratch appeared, and a brilliant green light broke through the skin, pure and transparent.

Zhou Chao shone a light on the edge of the table, and under the refraction of the light, the entire auction table was filled with green light.

He was shocked: "Is this really Imperial Green? Young Master Zhang, your 29 million is totally worth it!"

If the whole thing is this color, not only will you not lose money, you can even make a lot of money."

"Really?" Zhang Xinyuan also picked up the light and observed the edge.

The more he looked, the more satisfied he became: "Keep wiping!"

The second scratch is still full of green.

This time, Zhou Chao directly put his face against the rough stone. After a long while, his face flushed red with excitement: "Young Master Zhang, it has increased, and it has increased significantly!

According to my estimation, this stone is worth at least 50 million, no, 60 million!"

The audience was in an uproar, shocked, with a hint of bitterness on their lips.

Is this a rich person?

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