Chapter 212 What is your master’s surname?

Both of them were amused by Du Anrao's bragging, but Xi Jingyue soon noticed that Du Anrao did not intend to give all the finished products made of jade to Du Desheng and his wife, and a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.

"This is all waste. Do you want to continue cutting it down?"

The old master was also very excited when he looked at the jadeite raw stone that he had dug out. The owner of the stone was happy to have unearthed such a treasure, and he, as the person who handled it, was also proud.

The reason why this treasure is called a treasure is precisely because it is rare and hard to obtain.

Based on the master craftsman's many years of experience in stone cutting, it is considered a blessing from heaven that this stone can be cut into a piece of blessing, wealth, longevity and happiness.

The remaining large piece of uncut raw material is most likely some waste dirt, so I asked this question.

Duan Rao did not answer immediately, but turned to look at Mr. Wen: "Do you want to continue watching?"

Old Master Wen seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and his eyes turned softer towards Duan Rao: "No need, you can handle the rest yourself."

"That's puzzling. It just so happens that the remaining stone has a very special shape. If I take it back to my grandfather's garden and use it as a rockery, it will definitely blend in perfectly without anyone noticing any trace of it."

As soon as Duan Rao finished speaking, Old Man Wen couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, girl, you are really interesting to talk about. I heard that you also bought the last item that was temporarily added to this auction. Come on, I'll accompany you for another trip and help you with the formalities."

Du Anrao could feel that the old man had no bad intentions towards him. Instead, he felt close to him as if he were one of his own juniors, so he was happy to joke with him.

"Are you worried that I don't have the money to pay, so you want to personally watch me?"

"Hahahaha, can't you think of something nice? You spent so much money in our auction house. You are the most distinguished guest of our auction house. I, the old man, personally serve you. Are you not satisfied?"

"No, no, it's my honor to have you serve me personally. Let's go over there quickly."

The people around were originally admiring the piece of Fu Lu Shou Xi, but when they turned around and saw Du Anrao chatting and laughing with Old Man Wen, they became even more surprised.

"This is the first time I've seen the old man be so kind to a junior who is younger than his grandson."

"The old man knows Master Jiu, right? Being nice to that kid might mean he's doing Master Jiu a favor."

"That's true, but there's a difference between being polite and really liking someone. Even if you're being nice to that girl just to impress Master Jiu, it's her ability that she can accept this overwhelming wealth."

"You do have some sense..."

It has to be said that people love to watch the excitement, and when a group of people watch the excitement, they can't help but get together to exchange their thoughts.

Although most people were envious of Du Anrao's experience and felt a bit jealous, they did not hate him enough. However, it was different for Du Tianci and others.

Several people have always claimed to be Du Desheng's direct relatives and have long regarded his properties as their own.

Who could have thought that Duan Rao would suddenly appear, spend the money that "should have belonged" to them, and even win the favor of Mr. Wen!

Du Tianci was so angry that he kicked the wall next to him, and his teeth almost bit his gums until they bled.

If...if he had not been stopped by his father and was not afraid that Du Desheng would give Du Anrao the confidence to continue raising the price, would he have bought this treasure worth hundreds of millions, and would Mr. Wen have favored him.

By then, he would have hundreds of millions in his hands, so why would he need to beg for mercy from the so-called big shot behind his father?

It's true that one wrong step leads to all wrong steps.

Du Tianci, who felt that he had missed the opportunity to change his fate, not only hated Du Anrao, but also hated Du Weishue who tried to stop him from bidding. He completely forgot about his panic and regret when Du Anrao had deliberately kept him hanging and did not raise the price.

Du Anrao didn't care about what these people thought at all, and soon followed Mr. Wen back to the original exhibition hall.

At that time, most of the guests had already received their own items, and Du Anrao should be the only guest who had not paid the full auction amount.

As soon as the two appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the hall, and Xi Jingyue and the other person following behind them became just a background.

The lady in charge of collecting the fees immediately put on a professional smile when she saw Du Anrao: "Hello, Miss Du, the total value of the items No. 18 and No. 19 you bid is 1.5 billion and 2.05 million. In addition, in addition to paying the auction fee, you also need to pay taxes for the two items. Because the nature of the two items is different, one is a trading commodity and the other is land use rights, the taxes to be paid are also different, which are..."

These things touched upon Duanrao's blind spot. He was confused after listening for a long time and only grasped one key point.

In addition to the 1.5 billion and 2.05 million she spent on the two items, she also had to pay taxes on the two items, and the tax was very high. It might be 200 to 300 million if calculated in bits and pieces? !

[I got so excited that I forgot about paying taxes. Luckily I still have extra money in my card, otherwise I really wouldn’t be able to leave this auction house today! ]

After Duanrao felt relieved, he couldn't help but cover his chest with a look of agony.

[But this tax is too expensive, isn’t it? Two or three hundred million, enough to buy dozens of broken Taoist temples in my family! If my master knew about this, he would definitely accuse me of being a spendthrift, sob…]

Xi Jingyue was amused by Duanrao's sincere complaint. It was not difficult to hear that this girl's heart was bleeding at the moment.

Yes, when she was bidding on the stone before, she spent one million more than expected because of Du Tianci's interference, which was enough to make her feel distressed, not to mention that she now has to spend another two or three hundred million, which is simply cutting flesh from her heart.

However, although he felt sad, Du Anrao knew that he had to pay the money. After the young lady calculated all the expenses, he obediently took out his small card bag that he used to hold small cards, pulled out the black card inside, and handed it over reluctantly.

Unexpectedly, just as she handed the card out, her hand was grabbed by the person next to her.

"Grandpa Wen?"

The white-haired old man had bright eyes, and the look he gave Duanrao was so hot that it seemed to burn through her.

Xi Jingyue and the other two did not expect such a change to happen. Their faces changed slightly. They wanted to help immediately, but they heard the old man suddenly asked: "Where did you get this string of copper coins?"

Copper coins? Everyone around looked down at the string of five emperors' coins hanging on the corner of Duan Rao's card bag.

"This... this? It's the eighteenth birthday present my master gave me."

"Master? What's your master's last name?"

"The surname is Yuan, the same as Yuan Tiangang."

“Yuan in Yuan Tiangang? Hahahaha, that’s right, it’s you, it’s really you. I never thought that I would really wait for you to appear in my lifetime. It can be regarded as God’s blessing to our Wen family and to an old man like me, hahahaha…”

(End of this chapter)