Even though Tang Xiaobao is a billionaire now, he is a miser. Money can only come in but not go out. Moreover, when starting a business, he has to burn money everywhere, so he really can't afford to lose.

The master-slave patted his chest, and his breasts could not help but tremble. He vowed: "Master, don't worry. I will see Lan Nu helping you. You will definitely beat him."

"That's good, that's good, I love Lan Nu the most." Tang Xiaobao smiled and praised repeatedly.

Lan Nu also smiled, his eyes almost narrowed into slits.

She was really happy to receive praise from her master.

Tang Xiaobao still said he loved me, "Oh, oh, oh, I can't take it anymore." Lan Nu blushed and her heart started beating...

Through the small door, the hall inside is larger.

The surrounding area was filled with rough stones, categorized into five sections: 10,000, 50,000, 100,000, 500,000, and 1 million. These sections were filled with rough stones, and there were shopping carts on one side. In the middle of the hall stood a stone-cutting machine, and a smiling stone-cutting master stood there. He was a renowned stone-cutting master...

There are no seats here. Everyone is standing scattered around. Almost everyone is carrying a suitcase that is bulging with cash. Some people's bags are empty, probably because they are planning to take jade back. In addition, people like Cao Ying, who brought nothing but cards, are in the minority.

In this place, nouveau riche, collectors, jade merchants, and children of wealthy families with profound backgrounds gather.

There is probably no precedent for a high school student like Tang Xiaobao, and under normal circumstances, he is not qualified to set foot here.