"Sister, can you do it?" Ji Bailin couldn't wait to ask as soon as the few people entered the small living room.
"Don't worry, I'm absolutely sure." Du Ruo acted 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."
Ever since the things were lost, Du Ruo had been holding back his anger, 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 guy. He's on par with Sato. It doesn't matter, Ruoruo, it's okay if you lose. I have a bronze artifact at home that's a treasure to protect our house. Did you know about it? I'll give it to you to keep it as a treasure. It's no worse than that shroud."
Yuan Tingchuan sneered: "That big bronze tripod with animal face patterns in your house?"
Ling Yun was choked by him. This really won’t work.
His family's bronze tripod with animal face patterns 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 get my own things back myself, so you don't have to worry about it."
Du Ruo was so angry after being bullied that she had to vent her anger and get the things back. What's more, this was a national treasure. If it was lost in her hands, it would always be a concern for her.
Mr. Smith was probably angered by the bet made 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 being too arrogant, don't blame him for being ungentlemanly.
Originally, several newspapers and magazines began to exaggerate this gambling game 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 huge sensation and everyone knew about it.
Ling Yun was so angry that he walked around the room cursing.
"This old man has evil intentions. Is he determined to embarrass Ruoruo? He even wants to promote his family and business. What 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 and use another incident to dampen the heat of this one? If my sister loses, it won't be so embarrassing."
Ling Yun thought of Du Ruoruo's sometimes-effective sixth sense, and said thoughtfully, "What if Ruoruo gets lucky and it's Mr. Smith who loses?"
"Haven't you ever dealt with Mr. Smith, and haven't you heard of his reputation? He's an extremely cautious man, always acting meticulously. He won't act unless he's absolutely sure. He's a very careful person."
Ling Yun was also worried, but he said stubbornly, "What's the point of being careful? People rely on luck when gambling on stones. 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 initial entanglement between the two was due to Du Ruo's sixth sense, so he had nothing to worry about.
"Are you going to the United States with Lingyun later?"
"I want to go take a look. I probably have to go to Country Y. No matter what, I have to get my things back."
"I have a few collections that the Y country guy might be interested in. I'll help you exchange them for yours, so don't worry about it."
Du Ruo's expression was calm.
"No need. I already have an idea in mind. I'm 90% sure I can get the things back."
"Oh?" Yuan Tingchuan was a little surprised.
"Do you know that Y country guy?"
"I don't know him."
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Du Ruo made some inquiries and found out that this person was an antique dealer from Country Y. They had met at an auction house in their previous life. He was a person who valued profit very much. She knew one thing: there was enough profit to make this person 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 didn't talk about it.
The media reported it extensively, and 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 gambling on stones. Even if you don't gamble on stones yourself, you are familiar with this business. Such a large-scale gambling on stones is rare, and one of them is a foreigner, which is even more of a gimmick.
On the day of the bet, the streets were packed with people and traffic police had to come out to maintain order. A lot of police force was temporarily seconded. From a distance, you could see a high platform with a long table on it and big red flowers tied on it, which looked very festive.
"What's going on? Throwing the bouquet?" 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. It took half a day for Du Ruo and his friends' car to drive in.
The organizer had communicated with them before about the raw stones and hoped that they would keep them. This was also because they were afraid that the two of them would stand them up. They had spent a lot of effort, including publicity and venue arrangement, and had finally got everything ready. What if these two people said they didn't want to gamble anymore? Wouldn't all their work be in vain?
So Mr. Smith had called Du Ruo before and said 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 each of them would hand over the raw stones they had selected in the past seven days to the organizer and cut them all on the spot.
Du Ruo agreed very calmly. Since someone was willing to stick his face out for her to hit, she would feel guilty about the anger she had accumulated over the past few days 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 discussions below the stage and the atmosphere suddenly became enthusiastic.
Some people just like to watch stones being cut. They won't buy any raw stones and will spend a whole day in the rough stone market just to watch people who have bought the rough stones cut the stones on the spot. However, they can only buy a dozen or twenty stones in a whole day.
Those 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 very interesting.
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