Du Ruo smiled happily and said, "I bought a piece of stone for fifty yuan, and luckily found this jade."
Old Yang's eyes widened. He asked, "Girl, where did you buy the stone? Tell me quickly so I can try it too."
Du Ruo laughed and said, "How can we wait for you to come? All the stones on that stall were snatched away that day."
Old Yang sighed and lamented that his life was so miserable. Why was he always unable to catch up?
He asked Du Ruo, "Young friend, do you want to share this jade?"
Du Ruo said, "Of course not. I came here to borrow a carving knife."
Old Yang was genuinely surprised. A master like Du Ruo certainly had his share of quirks. Especially the carving knife in his hand, which he knew so well, it felt like a part of him. How could he borrow it from someone else?
However, Lao Yang didn't ask any more questions. He just gave her the bone knife that Du Ruo had used.
Du Ruo took the carving knife without hesitation. She had to get started quickly as she had to pick up her son in the evening.
Du Ruo was carving with great concentration, and Lao Yang was watching with great interest. The knife seemed to have life in Du Ruo's hand. It was truly a sword that matched the hero.
Old Mrs. Yang walked in quietly and made a gentle gesture. Old Yang understood and tiptoed out.
A moment later, a guest was brought in. He was about thirty years old, wearing a black suit and a dark blue striped shirt. He had a pair of sharp eyes with a hint of coldness. He was very domineering and it was obvious at a glance that he was a very powerful person.
There is a subtle arrogance hidden in his strong aura.
The man looked at Du Ruo expressionlessly, with a hint of admiration in his cold eyes.
The golden sunlight shines on the beauty's painted eyebrows and eyes. Her fair and delicate skin is not made up. She has a graceful figure and a slender waist that can be held in one hand.
In her slender hands was a piece of green jade, crystal clear and lush, paired with the beauty's soft and slender fingers, it was so beautiful that it made people's heart beat fast.
The carving knife on the fingertips seems to have life, jumping nimbly in the beauty's hands. Every time the blade rubs against the jade, it seems to merge with the beauty's heartbeat and breathing.
There was a hint of eagerness in the man's eyes, but it immediately disappeared.
Du Ruo did not notice other people's gazes. Once she picked up the carving knife, external things became nothing to her.
She has spent most of her life with a carving knife. It brings her joy, sadness, excitement, and confusion. A carving knife can soothe all her emotions.
A friend once joked that Du Ruo doesn't need a partner at all. The carving knife is her soul mate. In her heart, this carving knife is like King Chao on Mount Liangshan, always sitting firmly on the top golden chair, and no one can shake her status.
Du Ruo was immersed in carving, and the other two quietly admired and waited. It was not until the afternoon that the small object in her hand gradually took shape.
This is a small artifact with the design of "Maitreya Bringing Wealth", which symbolizes a steady flow of wealth. The whole object is crystal clear with smooth lines, just like a work of magic.
Du Ruo put down the carving knife, moved her body, and when she looked up, she met the man's deep and sharp eyes.
At first glance, she felt a strong aura coming towards her, and her heart skipped a beat. This man's eyes were so strange, so deep that it seemed to be able to suppress a person's soul.
Du Ruo couldn't help but feel curious and looked at the top of the man's head. She couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise. Oh my god, who is this?
The horizontal line on his head is actually purple-red, and it's almost forming a purple-red mist. Wow, whose boss is this?
Seeing Du Ruo in a daze, Old Yang introduced, "This is my cousin, Mr. Yuan."
Then he turned back to Mr. Yuan and said, "This is what I mentioned to you, Ms. Du Ruodu."
Du Ruo raised his eyebrows when he heard this. This way of introduction was not popular in the mainland nowadays. Could this Mr. Yuan be a Hong Kong businessman or an overseas Chinese?
Mr. Yuan didn't say much. He looked at Du Ruo and asked directly, "Ms. Du, please give me a price."
Du Ruo smiled and said, "The goods are sold to the right people. Mr. Yuan, please give it to me as you see fit."
Mr. Yuan took a look at Du Ruo and saw that she had "eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like rippling autumn water", skin as white as cream, without any makeup, and a simple and elegant temperament.
Such a demeanor is not something that can be cultivated in today's environment. It's interesting.
Mr. Yuan gently raised his right hand.
A man who looked like an assistant walked in from outside and gently placed a checkbook and a pen in front of him.
Mr. Yuan casually swiped his checkbook twice, pushed his pen aside, and tossed it onto the table. He said, "Our Yuan family's jade and antique business is doing well. If Ms. Du has anything she wants to sell in the future, she might consider the Yuan family."
The assistant handed the check and a business card to Du Ruo. The golden business card was very simple, with only one line of words and a phone number.
Yuan, Yuan Tingchuan.
It turned out to be him?
Du Ruo looked at the business card, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. She couldn't help but look at the man's long, straight legs and his thin but strong fingers resting on the back of the chair. He was completely different from the weak man sitting in the wheelchair in her memory.
Du Ruo and Yuan Tingchuan had met once.
It was at an international jewelry competition, where her work won a gold medal, and the person who presented the award to her was Yuan Tingchuan.
He was very weak and pale at the time, and he was gasping for breath when he spoke. He said, "I really like Ms. Du's works. They always contain a hint of vitality, which makes people yearn for them."
Du Ruo glanced at the man's head with complicated eyes, and sure enough, there was a hint of black on the edge of the horizontal line stained with purple air.
She sighed in her heart, thinking that things are unpredictable and it is not easy for the boss either.
However, she didn't need to worry about the boss. It was said that the whole family was so scared by the boss that they would scream at the sight of ghosts...
After saying goodbye to the Yang family, Du Ruo put away the carving knife given by Old Yang and planned to go to the bank to cash the check first.
This thing is not reliable when you hold it in your hand. If it is lost, dirty or damaged, you can't exchange it for money, and there is no way to get a replacement.
Just deposit the money directly into the bank and walk out of the bank with the deposit certificate, and you will feel a lot fresher.
The big boss is very generous. Her piece of jade is now worth at most 20,000 yuan, and considering her carving skills, it is only more than 30,000 yuan.
The boss simply waved his pen and gave a cash check for fifty thousand. He was indeed a boss, very magnanimous.
Du Ruo thought that they could cooperate again in the future.
When you are in a good mood, you should spend money.
It’s too late to go to the department store now. Looking at the time, it’s two o’clock in the afternoon. I might as well go to the farmer’s market to buy some vegetables, go home and have a big meal with my son, and reward myself. That’s it.
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