CHAPTER 755: CHAPTER 462: THE DAGGER AND IVORY!

The jade rough business is inherently highly profitable, and the Chicken Blood Stone won’t fade in the least. This boss greets everyone with a big smile, and nobody would slap a smiling face, especially not the self-proclaimed graceful British aristocracy.

Yet to be able to facilitate this trading hub, to openly gamble with Gambling Stones in a place like Ode...

Sui Yi would never assume this person was merely a rough merchant, her gaze sweeping over him and some of the assistants helping by his side.

"Come, bring this piece over here, Madam, shall I assist you with the jade cutting?" the considerate boss asked.

Normally, these ladies wouldn’t personally engage in jade cutting. For one, it’s unbecoming of a lady, and secondly, there’s a fear of danger. However, these days, there are no shortages of individuals with independent characters. As a businessperson, it’s best not to stubbornly make decisions for your esteemed customers.

"You go ahead," Cao Qijun said, not taking it too seriously. After all, she wasn’t lacking such a piece of Chicken Blood Stone, and besides, gambling on stones is like scratching lottery tickets. If you take it seriously, you’ve already lost...

So, after selecting a stone, she paid more attention to explaining some knowledge to Chark and encouraged him to choose something he liked... But not blindly, it’s important to analyze the price and value... and consider one’s own capacities...

Huh, it sounds like the Duchess is letting young master Chark pay out of his own pocket?

This education is really different from what we have back in the Nation.

Fatty Gao listened and sighed inwardly... But then, with a scratch...

It was cut open.

"What a pity, there’s nothing inside," Madam Marton said with some regret.

The other ladies also expressed their disappointment in turn.

"It’s okay, it was just for fun after all. It’s not that expensive... However, Madam Marton could try buying a few more pieces. After all, the profit margin on Chicken Blood Stones is quite high. I’ve cut one in China when I was young, and now it’s worth ten million pounds~" (She was referring to the top-grade Chicken Blood Stones which were already well-carved art pieces, naturally of high value, while ordinary Chicken Blood Stones would not be this exaggerated)

With that statement, she was not only telling everyone she wasn’t wasteful, but she also subtly influenced Madam Marton.

Who doesn’t know that though the Marton Family has considerable power, they couldn’t get involved in corruption due to the utter disdain for it in the British political system. The higher your stature, the cleaner your hands must be, so the Marton Family can’t be too wealthy. If they want money... they would let others who are not involved in politics earn it through business ventures, or... why not take a gamble?

Wo Er’s eyes turned red.

Ten million pounds... that’s one hundred million, isn’t it?

Despite their noble status, these socialites don’t have much liquid cash on hand...

Ten million pounds, enough for them to splurge for several years.

At these words, the socialites’ eyes suddenly reddened, and they couldn’t help but step forward to pick out rough stones, after all, these rough stones were so cheap they were only a few hundred to a few thousand pounds each—they could still afford it...

After all, exports, even if they’re just stones, are extremely expensive, so a few hundred pounds, although not small, is normal.

Look at the jade rough, aren’t those priced exorbitantly too?

Madam Marton could see the trap set by Cao Qijun, but what vexed her the most was her inability to resist... Her gaze swept over the very low-key and inconspicuous pendant around Cao Qijun’s neck... This ornament was worth five million pounds... She had coveted it for a long time and, struggling with not having much money on hand, watched as this woman easily bought it...

Envy, jealousy, and hatred~

She almost gritted her teeth to pieces...

The Myanmar boss was delighted with Cao Qijun’s goading. Setting aside the worthless rough stone, he glanced at Sui Yi’s piece and said with a smile, "Miss, the piece you’ve chosen looks of really fine quality. Are you an expert?"

He was merely trying to connect with the Duchess through Sui Yi, so he casually inquired.

"Sort of," Sui Yi replied quite casually.

"No wonder, the textures and skin look very good..." the Myanmar boss said verbally, but cut quite carelessly...

Then...

He paused for a moment, then suddenly shouted, "Stop! Slow down the speed... I see red!"

Many of those picking rough stones looked over.

Especially Cao Qijun standing by the side, the first thought that popped into her head was... How could she forget what Sui Yi did...

A tycoon in the jewelry market who had risen sharply in China, dominating the market in less than two years...

But were Chicken Blood Stones and jade somehow similar?

The boss handled it gently, cutting open the stone...

Indeed, beneath the two inches of grayish-white skin, an oval shape, red and white met