Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

The middle-aged appraiser hurriedly congratulated Ma Bowen. No matter which piece of wool was left behind, Ma Bowen would definitely not lose money this time.

"Same joy, same joy." Hearing this, Ma Bowen couldn't stop the smile on his face.

Usually, this kind of betting conference is held to show their strength, so the owner earns chips at the auction, and in the end either invites everyone to dinner, or transfers the chips as prizes to the winners of the betting conference. Therefore, the organizers usually lose money, but today with such two emeralds in the lineup, he reckoned that even if they lost money, they would not lose much. Even according to Ma Bowen's idea, maybe he can make a small extra money, how could this make him unhappy?

"Mr. Ma, hurry up and see if the person who bet on No. 6 has guessed the price of the No. 6 emerald! If you don't guess it right, just sell this wool to me! After a while, our old lady It just happens to be her birthday, so I'll carve a statue of Avalokitesvara from the east for her!"

The people who came to the bar to participate in the betting conference today are all masters who are not short of money.

Seeing such a fine piece of jadeite, many people felt itchy and offered to bid.

"That's right! Ma Bowen, hurry up and take a look. If No. 6 is gone, No. 3 will also make a living."

"Go! Don't make trouble here, this emerald will carve landscape paintings for my old man later!" Ma Bowen said with a smile, shaking his head when he heard the words of the audience.

There was a burst of laughter and cursing on and off the stage.

Over there, Jiang Shenglou looked at the white flower cut out of the number 3 he had chosen... His face was really ugly.

If we talk about the first round before, Jiang Shenglou's face was only slightly darkened, but this round has turned his entire face into charcoal, even faintly blue and purple.

"Young Master Jiang, why don't I call two more powerful appraisers to help me palm?" A thin man sitting next to Jiang Shenglou glanced at the brothers and sisters of the Pei family next door, and said in a low voice. Whisper to Jiang Shenglou.

"No need..." Jiang Shenglou waved his hand, frowned and said, "It's just a matter of money, I can't afford to lose, then the brothers and sisters of the Pei family didn't call any appraiser, so I called Embarrassing? Besides, the traffic in this capital city is tense, people come to this street, maybe the betting conference will be over just now, so why come?"

"Yes, Young Master Jiang!" The skinny man nodded, looking forward to Jiang Shenglou, and didn't dare to speak again.

"Xiao Hei, don't worry so much, maybe wait for the next few games, and I will come back if I get lucky." Jiang Shenglou frowned, but he still felt a little unwilling in his heart.

Why didn't I bet correctly on the two rounds I chose? What a bad luck!

Ma Bowen was still interacting with everyone on the stage, and while talking, he talked about the son surnamed Zhao who bet 5 million on No. 6 wool. The number, so I failed to estimate the wool to take back.

Everyone's faces were full of regrets, the son surnamed Zhao really didn't care, he was in a good mood and happy. This time he won 25 million, the first time he won so much money in his life! Very excited, aren't you?

After this time, it was the third round.

Pei Xing, who won a large sum of money at once, patted Pei Yayuan's shoulder with a smile, "Cousin, your brother and I will depend on you for my pocket money in the next few years! You have to work hard!"