After the first sentence, it becomes much easier to shout it out.

Master Wang suppressed his rage and roared in a state of near-self-destruction, "I'm trash! I'm trash! I'm trash!"

Some people who had not paid attention to what was happening and were concentrating on observing the raw stones or busy bargaining were frightened by the sound.

After seeing Master Wang's face clearly in the light, they all laughed out loud.

Among them were many of his enemies, some of whom borrowed cameras and tape recorders to quickly preserve this extremely precious scene.

Gu Ming was a very face-conscious person. It was embarrassing enough for him to just hang a wooden sign in front of so many people, and when he saw that they were planning to take a picture, he started spitting.

"What are you filming? What's there to film? Get out of my way."

He strode over and swatted their cameras away. Some of them were holding on to something and if they hadn't reacted in time, their cameras would have almost gone flying.

The bad-tempered one started to scold directly: "Who are you to care who we are filming? Stop meddling in other people's business."

"You can take pictures of whoever you want, I really can't control it." Gu Ming didn't expect that he could be so self-righteous even when he did something wrong: "The problem is that you took a picture of me, now delete it quickly."

He was clearly taking a picture of Master Wang, so when did he take a picture of someone like this?

Fortunately, a companion beside him pulled out a piece of film and explained quietly: "It seems that the photo was taken correctly. He was standing with Master Wang."

The man searched for a long time before he found Gu Ming's arm on the edge of the film and couldn't help but sneer.

"Master Wang photographed your entire body in that exact spot, and he didn't say a word. If that doesn't work, I'll just amputate your arm."

Gu Ming didn't believe it, so he snatched the film from the two people's hands and scanned it carefully.

Unfortunately, the few photos of him that appeared were either half of his back or the blurry hem of his clothes.

There's not even a complete face.

The man snatched it back cursing and rolling his eyes, "I already said we didn't take a picture of you. What kind of powerful person are you that we couldn't even take care of Master Wang and just take a picture of you?"

Gu Ming could only apologize awkwardly, turned around and quickly caught up with Master Wang.

I thought that Uncle San must be very proud right now.

In fact, Gu Qingming and Li Xiujun were surrounded by more than a dozen bosses and had no time to pay attention to him at all.

"Boss Gu, are you willing to part with this piece of old pit glass? You can name your price, as long as it's not too high, we can negotiate."

Gu Qingming shook his head and refused: "I'm sorry, I have other uses for it, I'm afraid I can't give it to you."

But some people still refused to give up and continued to ask, "There will always be some leftovers, so if you have any extra, come to Dafu Jewelry across the highway and let me know. I'll take whatever you want."

"Boss Zhou, you are really not kind. You don't even think of me when you have something good. Why don't we split it 50-50? I'm afraid you won't be able to eat too much glass."

"Go away, you're trying to snatch this little scrap from me. What's so hard to eat? If you make a pair of jade earrings, it'll be gone in a matter of minutes."

Since everyone said so, Gu Qingming was used to leaving some room for maneuver: "No problem, I'll tell you as soon as there's any left."

After being dragged around and questioned for a long time, they finally escaped from the encirclement. Sitting at a roadside wonton stall, their eyes met and they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Li Xiujun took two spoons from the basket and joked, "It turns out Third Uncle has a lot of secrets. No wonder he's so knowledgeable."

The word "profound" means that everyone should put their heart into it.

"I wanted to tell you, but I didn't know where to begin. Then Gu Ming interrupted me, and that's how it turned out."

He had already figured it out in his mind, starting with how to get to the gambling stone market and then explaining why there was such a name.

Unexpectedly, Third Uncle's tone was so serious. Li Xiujun handed over the spoon and said, "It's okay, I was just joking. Since Third Uncle, you are so powerful, you still want me to pick nine pieces of rough stones. Could it be that you are just trying to slap me in the face?"

Otherwise, she really couldn't think of any reason to do this.

"We agreed to bring you here to experience it all." Gu Qinggu pressed the fried egg into the wonton soup and stirred it slightly: "If I pick them all, wouldn't it lose the fun?"

If Gu Ming and Master Wang knew that the other party picked the nine pieces at the beginning just for fun, they would probably be so angry that they would foam at the mouth.

I understand. Uncle San's straight male cancer-like thinking really makes people love and hate him.

The Gu family's dinner was very regular, starting between 5:30 and 6:00. As soon as the two of them smelled the aroma of wontons, they couldn't wait to eat them.

The occasional sounds of communication were gradually replaced by the sounds of chewing.

When Li Xiujun relaxed, she realized how hungry she was. She asked the proprietress for another bowl of plain noodles for the first time in a long time.

After drinking a large glass of warm water, my stomach finally felt full.

The two picked up the bag of raw stones and hurried home.

Usually after 8:30, Mr. Gu would go to bed. To avoid wasting electricity, he would only leave a few street lights on in the corridor to prevent anyone from stepping on empty space when getting up at night.

But now, the lights in the living room are on, and it seems a little unusual no matter how you look at it.

Li Xiujun didn't think too much about it and was about to push the door open: "Grandpa Gu, I was busy going back to collect debts some time ago, and then I took care of my grandfather. I haven't had time to thank you yet."

When she met the first two faces that glanced at her in the living room, she froze in place, and the bag in her hand almost fell out of control.

Seeing that she had not moved for a long time, Gu Qingming raised his leg and stepped in first.

Seeing the people, he greeted them lightly: "Brother, sister-in-law, have you finished the matter in Yue Province?"

"Qingming, as an uncle, is this how you treat your nephew?" Gu Yuanzhi slammed his right hand on the table, annoyed. "We're family after all. If you're really dissatisfied with him, why don't you pull him back and teach him a lesson? Why do you have to embarrass the Gu family in public?"

Gu Ming, who was standing, stepped back silently, fearing that his uncle would notice him.

Originally, he had planned to play the victim and ask for some money to block the gangsters when his parents came back. But he didn't expect that they were so well-informed and started asking him what good deeds he had done today.

There was no choice but to tell them everything.

In the past, parents would just read to their children for a while longer and then say that was enough and that was it.

It just so happened that Uncle San came back at this time.

Anyway, he was the one who suffered the loss. At most, he would be criticized a few times, which was not even one-tenth of what he is today.

Gu Qingming just glanced at him, his expression still calm: "Didn't you ask who proposed the bet?"

The raised hand stopped in mid-air. Gu Yuanzhi frowned and thought that he had never asked this question.

"Gu Ming, tell me, who proposed this?"

Zhou Juan crossed her legs and said, "Don't worry, your parents are here, and no one dares to threaten you."