Chapter 171 Game

"Sister, can you do it?" Ji Bailin couldn't wait to ask as soon as they entered the small living room.

"Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure." Du Ruo was out of character. She was furious and had a cold look on her face. This was really too much.

Yuan Tingchuan patted her back soothingly.

"It's just a game. Play it and let off some steam."

Du Ruo had been holding back his anger ever since the things were lost, but because of the rat trap, he always remained calm when he met Mr. Smith. Now that the things were no longer in the hands of that old guy, he had to vent his anger.

"Did he take your things?" Ling Yun didn't know much about the development of the matter. Du Ruoliao only mentioned it a few times when he called last time.

"What else?"

"I just don't like this old thing. It's on par with Sato. It doesn't matter, Ruoruo, it's okay if you lose. I have a bronze treasure at home. Do you know this? I'll give it to you to be your treasure. It's no worse than that shroud."

Yuan Tingchuan sneered: "The big bronze tripod with a beast-face pattern in your house?"

Ling Yun was choked by him. This really wasn't okay.

His bronze tripod with animal face pattern is one of the rare precious artifacts engraved with inscriptions. The inscriptions record major historical events and it is also a treasure among bronze artifacts.

Ling Yun touched his nose and stopped talking.

"Of course I have to take my own things back myself, so you don't have to worry about it."

Having been bullied to the extreme, Du Ruo was determined to vent her anger and get the things back. Moreover, this was a national treasure, and if it was lost in her hands, it would always be a source of worry for her.

Mr. Smith was probably angered by the bet placed by Du Ruo. Regardless of winning or losing, Du Ruo's proposal to use his family emblem as a bet was an insult in itself, which made Mr. Smith extremely angry.

Since Du Ruo wants to gamble, he might as well play a big one. If this woman is taking advantage of him, don't blame him for being ungentlemanly.

Originally, several newspapers and magazines began to exaggerate this gambling at the instruction of Mr. Smith in order to expand their influence.

Unexpectedly, when the organizers heard about this, they thought it was a good opportunity to promote the jade market and invited many well-known newspapers, magazines and TV stations to report on it. It became a hot topic for a while and everyone knew about it.

Ling Yun was angrily walking around the room cursing.

"This old man has a lot of evil intentions. Is he determined to embarrass Ruoruo? He also wants to promote his family and business. He is such a profiteer."

Ji Bailin stood in front of the window, touching his chin, staring at the pedestrians on the street below in a daze.

Ling Yun patted him: "What are you thinking about?"

"Should I find someone to suppress the news? Use another incident to dampen the heat of this incident. If my sister loses, it won't be so embarrassing."

Ling Yun thought of Du Ruo's sometimes-effective sixth sense, and he said thoughtfully, "What if Ruo Ruo gets lucky and it's Mr. Smith who loses?"

"You have never dealt with Mr. Smith, and you have never heard of his reputation? He is a very cautious man. He always acts carefully and never makes a move unless he is absolutely sure. He is a very careful person."

Ling Yun was also worried, but he said stubbornly, "What's the point of being careful? Everyone relies on luck when gambling. This old guy's luck is definitely worse than Ruoruo's."

Yuan Tingchuan was drinking tea in the room. He knew Du Ruo very well. It could be said that the entanglement between the two in the beginning was because of Du Ruo's sixth sense, so he had nothing to worry about.

"Are you going to the United States with Ling Yun in the future?"

"I want to go take a look. I may have to go to Country Y. No matter what, I have to get my stuff back."

"I have a few items in my collection that the Y countryman might be interested in. I'll help you get them back. Don't bother yourself."

Du Ruo's expression was calm.

"No need, I've already made up my mind, and I'm 90% sure I can get the things back."

"Oh?" Yuan Tingchuan was a little surprised.

"Do you know that countryman Y?"

“No.”

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Du Ruo made some inquiries and found out that this man was an antique dealer from Country Y. The two had met each other at an auction house in their previous life. He was a person who attached great importance to profit. She knew one thing: if there was enough profit, this man would make an exchange with her, but she had to go to Country Y first and find the other person.

This matter is very complicated and difficult to explain, so she simply doesn't say anything.

The media reported the event extensively. The organizers happily set up a stage for them and even prepared gifts to cheer them up.

There is no one in the jade market who is not interested in jade gambling. Even those who do not gamble on jade are familiar with this business. Such a large-scale jade gambling is rare, and one of the participants is a foreigner, which is full of gimmicks.

On the day of the betting, the streets were so crowded that the traffic police had to come out to maintain order. A lot of police force was also temporarily seconded. From a distance, one could see a tall lottery stand with a long table on it. There were also big red flowers tied on the stand, which looked very festive.

"What's going on? Tossing embroidery balls?" Ling Yun muttered as he looked at the stage from afar.

Ji Bailin couldn't stop laughing. He was a little nervous at first, but when he saw such a celebratory scene, he couldn't help laughing. It was too funny.

As soon as the driver went down to communicate, many security guards and traffic police came to maintain order. After half a day's effort, Du Ruo and his car were finally allowed to drive in.

The organizer had communicated with them beforehand about the raw stones and hoped that they would be kept by the organizer. This was also because they were afraid that the two of them would let them down. They had spent a lot of effort, including publicity and venue arrangement, and had finally gotten everything ready. What if these two people decided not to gamble anymore? Wouldn't all their work be in vain?

So Mr. Smith had called Du Ruo before and told him that since the organizer was so sincere and they were both very interested in playing a game, they might as well have a good time and hand over all the raw stones they had selected in the past seven days to the organizer, and they would all cut the stones on the spot.

Du Ruo agreed very calmly. Since someone was offering his face to her to hit, she would be letting down her pent-up anger if she didn't slap Smith hard.

The car drove to the parking lot under the platform. The staff on the platform had already moved the first batch of five rough stones to be gambled onto the platform, which immediately aroused heated discussions in the audience and the atmosphere suddenly became enthusiastic.

Some people just like to watch stones being cut. They would not buy a single raw stone and would wait in the rough stone market for a whole day just to watch people who have bought the rough stones cutting the stones on the spot. However, they can only get a dozen or twenty stones after a whole day.

People who bought a lot of stones went back to cut the stones themselves, and most of the stones they found were white cotton, which was really not worth seeing.