Chapter 47 I’m Afraid You Won’t See Tomorrow’s Sun



The next moment, Tong Santong announced the official start of the auction of the third rough stone.

“350,000!”

“400,000!”

“…”

Because of the incentive of the guaranteed price not being sold at a discount, the price of this rough stone was quickly called up again.

It didn't start to drop until it reached 600,000.

"630,000, is there anyone who wants to raise the price?"

Tong Santong shouted loudly, and then everyone fell silent.

Judging from the performance of the third rough stone, the price is already high enough.

"630,000 the first time, 630,000 the second time, 630,000 the third time..."

"670,000!" Fu Song suddenly spoke.

Fu Song had given careful consideration to the price he chose.

First of all, it added 40,000 on the original basis, which is very high in the late stage of the auction and can eliminate most competitors.

Secondly, 670,000 is still some distance away from 700,000, which may discourage some patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

For example, if Fu Song bid 690,000, it is very likely that someone would bid 700,000 to make it an even number.

Or if Fu Song said 700,000, some people would not be able to help but say 710,000.

It’s already over seven, so it doesn’t matter if I make another ten or twenty thousand.

Sure enough, everyone fell silent after these words were spoken.

The only voice on the auction table was Tong Santong's: "670,000 for the first time, 670,000 for the second time, 670,000 for the third time..."

Just when Fu Song thought he could successfully photograph this raw stone.

“One million!”

coax!

Everyone was in an uproar.

Because the person who bid was Zhang Xinyuan.

Everyone looked at Zhang Xinyuan and then at Fu Song.

Anyone who knows about the conflict between the two knows that Zhang Xinyuan's 1 million has nothing to do with the third piece of raw stone, but is entirely aimed at Fu Song.

He's retaliating.

Fu Song narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a long moment, he said, "1.01 million!"

"1.1 million!" Zhang Xinyuan looked extremely proud.

"1.11 million!" Fu Song was not willing to be outdone.

"1.2 million!"

"1.21 million!" Fu Song was already gritting his teeth.

"1.3 million!"

"1.5 million!" Fu Song stood up directly, his eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire, and he was determined to compete with the opponent.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xinyuan didn't continue to bid. Instead, he stood up and walked onto the auction table. He snatched the hammer from Tong Santong's hand, knocked it lightly on the table, and then said in a very coquettish voice: "Deal!"

After saying this, he walked away without caring about his relatives.

The crowd was instantly excited.

This is a provocation, a naked provocation!

Originally, Fu Song could have bought this rough stone for 670,000 yuan, but because Zhang Xinyuan interfered, he ended up spending more than double the money.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Fu Song, wanting to see what he would do.

Fu Songze narrowed his eyes slightly, looking straight ahead, not knowing what he was thinking.

Tong Santong asked, "Boss Fu, can you cut this rough stone?"

"Brother Fu! Brother Fu!" Jin Xiaobei patted Fu Song's shoulder.

Fu Song looked at him: "What's the matter?"

Jin Xiaobei: "The president asked if we should cut the rough stone we photographed?"

"Oh!" Fu Song was about to say no, but the next moment he had an idea and said, "Tsk!"

After getting confirmation from Fu Song, the staff of Pingzhou Jade Public Auction pushed the stone cutting machine onto the auction table.

However, the audience around reacted indifferently, without any excitement as they did when the first two rough stones were cut.

No wonder.

Normally when people cut stones, there is only one thing to look at: whether the value will rise or fall.

It has increased, but by how much?

If it collapses, how much will be lost?

But today, due to the new rules of the Pingzhou Jade Public Auction, there is another point to watch: the relationship between the actual value of the raw stone and the starting price.

Because Zhang Xinyuan was obstructing the process, everyone thought that it was impossible to increase the price.

So if you don't want to lose money, there is only one way: the actual price of the raw stone is lower than the starting price.

But after the first two rounds of attempts, everyone has come to their senses.

The people at the Pingzhou Jade Public Auction are very bad. The starting prices they give are always lower than the actual prices.

So it is almost impossible to exploit this loophole.

A piece of raw stone that will lose money no matter how you try to sell it is naturally not worth seeing.

After the preparations were completed, the stone cutter asked Fu Song for his opinion.

Fu Song thought about it, walked up to the auction table, and drew a line at the crack.

The first cut was completed soon!

Seeing Fu Song holding the raw stone and slicing it, although everyone thought he was doomed to lose, they still subconsciously held their breath.

What if?

After all, gambling on stones means one cut can make you rich or poor, and no one dares to be sure of the outcome before the next cut.

Gently move your hands away.

Why!

Sighs came one after another.

But this time their sighs were different from usual, because the value of the raw stone increased after being cut.

The cut surface is bright green and full of water. Even people who don't know much about jade identification know that it is worth at least 500,000.

But this also means that Fu Song lost the guarantee given by the public auction.

A piece of jadeite worth 500,000 yuan was sold for 1.5 million yuan, resulting in a net loss of 1 million yuan.

Because the loss was so great, even the jeweler forgot to bid.

But Fu Song looked calm as he drew the second line.

The stonecutter rang, and the second cut was completed.

Fu Song slowly grabbed the cut stone piece with his palm and exerted force suddenly.

"Ah? This..."

Everyone was stunned again.

The next moment.

"3 million, Qi Zhenzhubao bids 3 million!"

"Tsk, you want to buy it for only 3 million? Our Yibao Trading Company will offer 3.5 million."

“3.6 million!”

“3.7 million!”

“…”

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