To be honest, Song Biao’s bid for 5 million yuan per ton was not controlled by Xiao Xingyun, but his original intention.

In Song Biao's view, even cutting three pieces of paper collapsed, comparable to the garbage materials on the market, and had almost no value for gambling.

And you also have to transport it yourself, pass the levels yourself, and have unknown dangers. 5 million per ton is not worth it.

Who knows if such raw stones can be sold at a good price after being shipped back to China? The skin is so thick that it cannot be polished out, and even a fool will not pay a high price.

Hearing Song Biao's offer, the village chief Wu Dan's face darkened and he was a little angry: "Nephew of the Song family, don't say so badly. There are also many top-quality materials dug out of our mine, and most of them were taken to the market by us.

I secretly sold it in exchange for arms, machinery and daily necessities.”

Song Biao pointed to the pile of waste that was cut down next to him: "It's no point! You said that you can cut the best ones, and you can cut it out? Who knows how many pieces you cut to get a big-swelled piece of top-quality material?"

"Then I will cut out a piece of top-quality material for you on the spot to open your eyes." Village chief Wu Dan said, strode towards a pile of materials, and was about to select the raw stones from it.

Song Biao disagreed and shouted: "What you choose is not counting. Who knows whether you have marked these rough stones? Whether you dug it out from this mine is not necessarily the case."

"What do you want?" Not only Wu Dan was annoyed, but also Sang Bo was annoyed. He wanted to take out his gun and teach this guy who didn't know how to respect his elders.

"I choose the raw stones myself. Only when I pick them out in this way can they have a test meaning. What you choose is not counted."

Wu Dan was so cheerful that he suppressed his anger: "Okay, I'll let you choose! You can choose whatever you want. You can choose a few pieces. There are not many other things here, but there are many jadeite rough stones."

"Haha, I don't pick too much, I just pick ten yuan, so it's easier to count the rate of cut-up!" Song Biao was proud, feeling that all the rhythm was under his control.

During this process, Xiao Xingyun never spoke.

It was not until Song Biao began to select the raw stone that Xiao Xingyun used his superpower again, controlled him, and picked eight garbage raw stones, two ordinary slightly higher raw stones.

Soon, all ten raw stones were cut open, and seeing the result of the 8-Crack and 2-Crack, the fury of Sang Bo was no longer confident.

"It shouldn't be. In the past, cutting rough stones and cutting ten pieces, at least two or three pieces rose sharply."

"Why is it so strange today? Cut ten pieces in a row, and only two pieces have a small increase. Such a small increase is meaningless."

"Can the jadeite rough stones in our mines really rubbish?"

Today, I cut so many jadeite rough stones in a row, and almost all of them collapsed, destroying the confidence of village chiefs Wu Dan, Han Sanpao, Sang Bo and others.

Now, Song Biao became even more proud: "Look, look, I'm right? I'll give you 5 million a ton, which is all high. I only opened it because of the relationship between our two companies.

If someone else offered this price, wouldn't you give it to you?"

"This price is too low. The price of raw stone has increased a lot this year. Other people's mines are trading in large quantities, and at least 30 million per ton is still available."

"Anyway, I only give 5 million a ton. If it's OK, you can think about it again. If you think about it, you will reply to me."

Village chief Wu Dan hesitated a little: "This, this...Boss Xiao, what do you mean?"

Xiao Xingyun said: "I think the price of 5 million per ton is very reasonable. Although other mines are expensive, they are basically complete in procedures and will also send armed forces to escort the border all the way. And when you buy raw stones, what guarantees are you guaranteed.

No, everything depends on yourself, the risk is too great."

"Hiss..." Village chief Wu Dan took a deep breath. Did he meet a businessman who joined forces to reduce the price?

However, judging from their previous reactions, it should be enemies and it is impossible to unite to reduce the price.

So there is only one truth, is your own jadeite rough stone worth this price?

Too bad, hurt people!

Why can someone else’s jadeite rough stone be sold for 30 million yuan per ton, but his own rough stone is only worth 5 million yuan?

Song Biao glanced at Xiao Xingyun and said disdainfully: "You are still a little bit wise and didn't raise the price with me, otherwise you would be in a loss to even your mother. I am familiar with the border line and I want to beg for food on this line in the future.

You have to pretend to be a grandson in front of me!"

Xiao Xingyun raised his eyebrows, really wanting to give him two big mouths.

This pen was controlled by himself, like a puppet carrying a string, doing some stupid behaviors from time to time without knowing it.

If you let you move freely for a while, you will dare to provoke me?

If you weren't afraid of being suspected, I'd beat you up to the point of kneeling down and singing conquest now.

You can't do it now, but you can't lose to anyone with your lip skills, as it will affect Xiao Xingyun's mood.

"You are a mad dog, right? When you came out, you forgot to take medicine? I would be afraid of you if I dare to do this online business? Believe it or not, I will kill you if I leave this village?"

Xiao Xingyun used to swear, but he just started to do it because he wanted to kill someone.

Here, we must scold us, so that Wu Dan, Han Sanpao and others can believe more that they have a grudge against Song Biao. They are not in the same group, and it is even more impossible for them to join forces to reduce the price.

"You do it, who is afraid of whom? What you dare not do is your grandson!"

"Okay, wait, don't escape after leaving the village!"

The more they scolded, the more excited they became, and they were about to take action here.

Village chief Wu Dan had to mediate: "Two guests give me some face, don't argue, business is unsuccessful. I will think about your offer seriously. You go back to your room to rest first. I will give it to you before dinner.

Formal reply.”

"Hmph, let him go for the sake of your face!"

"If the village chief hadn't persuaded me, I'd kill you now!"

The two, together with the bodyguards of both sides, almost started fighting. Finally, under the persuasion of the village chief, they returned to the village to rest.

After Xiao Xingyun and Song Biao left, the village chief Wu Dan sighed: "These Chinese merchants are so treacherous. They are so ruthless. They are so powerful. 5 million per ton. How can they have the courage to open such a low price? This is not the side material outside the market.

And scrap!”

Han Sanpao said: "The market price of side materials and waste materials is only a few hundred thousand a ton, and they have their own safe passage. We have nothing, so we can't compare. Actually, I think 5 million a ton is not something that can't be sold.

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Sang Bo said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Pao, why are you talking to outsiders? As I said, the price of the two of them is too low, so we won't sell them. Drive them away. Let's go to the border to do business by ourselves!"

Han Sanpao glared at him, like a fool. If we had the strength to do business on the border, wouldn’t we have sold dozens of dollars in stock for more than half a year?

Village chief Wu Dan also stopped Sang Bo: "If you don't understand, don't interrupt, the border line is not as simple as you think. Forget it, I'll talk to them separately to see if you may sign a long-term cooperation agreement.
Chapter completed!