Chapter 170 Conspiracy

Smith saw that Du Ruo was in a bad mood, but he didn't care. He would not say bad things to a lady. He smiled and shrugged, looking casual.

Even gods cannot tell the quality of jade. When selecting rough jade, it is not certain that it will be green. He knew that Du Ruo was a jade carving master, but jade carving masters had nothing to do with gambling on jade. For example, the rough jade in Ji Bailin's hand now performed very well.

The surface of the yellow sand has a fine texture, with two dark green palm-width stripes on the side, and some grayish-white lines scattered in the middle. The pine flowers around the stripes are also dense in texture and very dark in color, showing excellent performance.

"I don't like this stone. Throw it aside."

Hearing what Du Ruo said, Mr. Smith laughed. He didn't care at all and slowly selected the wool materials, letting Du Ruo choose before him.

In the next few days, Du Ruo seemed to be at odds with him. No matter where he went to select raw materials, Du Ruo would always choose ahead of him, sometimes bringing Ji Bailin along, and sometimes bringing Yuan Tingchuan along.

The two grown men smiled helplessly at Smith, looking as if they were helpless against Duro.

Although Mr. Smith frowned, he couldn't really argue with Du Ruo for the sake of both of them.

Besides, he still believed that this woman was just throwing a tantrum and it wouldn't have much impact. From the look of this woman, it seemed like she didn't know much. He just thought she was a bit annoying, but he could tolerate it.

Although Ji Bailin had no idea what his sister was thinking, as a good brother, he cooperated very well. This was also due to his mother's training. He was habitually very tolerant of the women in his family.

The jade auction in the jade market lasted for seven days in total. Du Ruo spent seven days selecting in front of Mr. Smith. She could be said to have returned home with a full load, but it was hard to say about Mr. Smith. Eighty percent of his raw materials worth hundreds of millions would not yield even 10% of their green color. Du Ruo breathed a sigh of relief and finally felt a little better.

If she could not openly provoke the old man now, she really wanted to run to Smith and make a bet with him. The two of them would compare the raw materials face to face, which would definitely make the old man furious.

It's a pity that she is now afraid to act rashly because the treasure is in someone else's hands. If she makes the old guy angry and he directly smashes the Yohen Tenmoku Bowl, she will have nowhere to cry and can only secretly trick the old guy.

Ling Yun rushed to the Jade Market on the day the trade conference ended and directly threw an invitation to Du Ruo.

When Du Ruo opened it, his eyes almost popped out of his head in surprise.

"Did your biological father give it to you? No, he's a counterfeit bronze ware man, why would he hold a bronze ware expo? What does he want to do?"

"He's having a brain attack. As my grandfather said, he's not an ordinary person and can't be judged by common sense."

"Do you really want to go? In his last life, he..." Du Ruo signaled Ling Yun with his eyes, meaning you know what he meant, your father killed you in his last life.

Ling Yun gritted his teeth and said, "No venture, no gain. Besides, I'm thinking that this may not be his doing. The last time I saw him, he said something inexplicable to me."

"Ah? So you don't even know who killed you in your last life?"

"Could you please not mention that?"

Ling Yun looked at her with eyes that were hard to describe. Ruoruo, could you please stop bringing up irrelevant issues?

"Will you go with me?"

"Yes." Du Ruo answered with a smile. She would have wanted to go even if Ling Yun hadn't looked for her.

Du Ruo's plan was interrupted by Mr. Smith.

Mr. Smith probably felt a little cheated by her having bothered him for a few days, so he was unhappy and wanted to make some trouble.

According to reliable sources, he was negotiating the price with a businessman from Country Y and was planning to sell the Yaobian Tenmoku Braised Dogwood. Du Ruo was shocked and angry when she got the news. Before she could take any action, the transaction was completed. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood. This was something that only her uncle could tolerate, but not her aunt.

The next morning when they met in the cafe, Mr. Smith looked at her and smiled.

Du Ruo gritted her teeth, walked forward and said, "I think you are good at selecting raw materials. What do you think? Let's try it out." Since the thing was not in the old man's hands, she had nothing to worry about.

Mr. Smith shrugged. He didn't bother with ladies.

"You don't dare?"

Everyone in the cafe looked at the two with a smile.

The vast majority of people here are here to participate in the trading conference. No one is uninterested in gambling on stones. Upon hearing what was said, they all looked at the two people with great interest.

As Du Ruo expected, Mr. Smith said, "You have been following me to select the raw materials for several days. Let's pick some from there to have some fun. What do you think, Mr. Du?"

"Can!"

"Yuan, it's not that I don't have gentlemanly manners, it's that this lady insisted on betting with me. We're just having fun, don't take it seriously."

"That won't work. If it's gambling, there has to be a stake."

"Oh? What are you betting on?"

Du Ruo pointed at Smith's chest and said slowly, "I want that." There was a hint of coldness in her voice, and her cold eyes pierced Smith like a sharp blade.

There was a hint of astonishment in Mr. Smith's eyes, and then a hint of anger. Du Ruo was pointing at none other than the family emblem on his chest.

This is a provocation, a naked provocation.

He looked deeply into Du Ruo's eyes, tore off the gentle mask on his face, and a hint of coldness appeared at the corners of his mouth: "Ms. Du, are you sure? What is your bet?"

"The treasure of my museum is the Qianlong Dharani brocade quilt."

In an instant, there was a burst of discussion in the cafe.

"Hey, this is a priceless treasure, are you going to gamble it on a tiny badge?"

"This is not an ordinary badge. It represents the dignity and honor of the family. If we lose to someone else, we will be humiliated."

"Then I don't think it's worth it, but the stakes are high for both parties."

Mr. Smith stared into Du Ruo's eyes and said, "See you in the square tomorrow morning."

He had to teach this ignorant woman a lesson. He turned his head and looked at Yuan Tingchuan with a deep look in his eyes. It's not that I don't give you face, it's that your woman is going too far.

Yuan Tingchuan had a blank expression on his face, as if what they said was really just a joke.

Ling Yun looked at Smith with a smile. He had met this man before, but was not familiar with him. It seemed that this old guy really pissed off Ruoruo.

Ji Bailin glanced at Du Ruo worriedly. Although he had seen his sister's ability last time, his opponent this time was Mr. Smith.

He was already thinking in his mind, what if his sister really lost, and lost two treasures of the museum in a row, and went home crying?