"Zuo Jiang is our most famous expert in China. He said it is a bloodstone, it must be a bloodstone! It can't be wrong!"
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"One billion?!"
"God! How much is this!"
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"Pick up!"
"This is called picking up leaks!"
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"terrible!"
"It's terrible!"
"I didn't expect someone to miss it. I thought it was just a legend?!"
"I saw it with my own eyes this time!"
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"One hundred million?! This is the legendary rich overnight!"
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"It's over, this time is really over!"
"Ms. Hu Yang Hu is so angry!"
"That's not wrong! That's true! Just now I triumphantly said that I sold a fake to Teacher Song Yunsong, and now I was beaten in the face in a blink of an eye. I never thought that the real good thing is the base where the bottle is placed. !"
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"You can buy a hundred million worth of things for one hundred thousand!"
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Feng Yuan and Xu Chunxue were dumbfounded, standing motionless, this thing had never occurred to them even in their imagination.
"How is this possible?"
"Really it's bloodstone?!"
"And it's worth a billion?!"
Xu Chunxue felt that she had seen a ghost.
"It's over!"
"We originally wanted to slap Song Yun in the face, but now, we will give him a hundred million alive!"
"What evil did we make?!"
Feng Yuan's face was pale, and the cause of everything was that his few people envy and hate Song Yun, and they came up with a way that he did not expect to end up like this in the end.
"Do not!"
"It's not yours!"
"This bloodstone is mine!"
Populus screamed wildly and rushed directly at the bloodstone on the table.
Song Yun stood by and stopped when he saw this.
"let me go!"
"Hurry up and let it go!"
"This is my bloodstone!"
"Dare to steal my things? If you don't give it to me, I will call the police!"
Populus screamed frantically.
"Go away!"
"Don't blame me for being rude to you if you are like this!"
Song Ming looked at Populus coldly.
"All I sold you was a bottle!"
"The base didn't say sell it to you!"
Populus euphratica continued to howl, and the bloodstone worth a billion, abruptly slipped out of his own hands, how could he stand it?
The people around were dumbfounded, and never thought that Hu Yang would come out like this.
"What kind of is this?"
"For the antique business, what I just brought out is with a base. How can there be a reason to sell only bottles and not bases?!"
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"Shame!"
"It's really shameful!"
"Fortunately, I am still a fan of this old man, and I blushed when I saw this situation."
"Ashamed!"
"Discard fans!"
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"It seems that the so-called internet celebrities, in their ordinary fashion, have a polite appearance, and when they face money, their true colors are revealed!"
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Don't say you are your own antique collectors, even enthusiasts know very well that selling antiques does not say that the base is not sold. The box is still passable, and there is no reason for what you say.
Hu Yang said this, but he saw that the base was valuable and made trouble without reason, and wanted to grab it back.
"I only sell you bottles!"
"Never said selling a base!"
"This was originally separate!"
"Give it to me quickly, or I will call the police!"
Hu Yang heard the comments from the people around him, but he ignored it at all. Compared with one hundred million, this point of face is nothing at all. With this one hundred million, he will immediately retire and he will not mix in this circle at all. Red, let it go anywhere.
"Populus!"
"Have you enough trouble?!"
"No matter how you say it's all people in the circle, don't you know the rules of antique trading?"
Zhao Weijun had never seen such a shameless person, and couldn't help but yell at him.
"none of your business!"
"Go aside!"
In order to get back the bloodstone, Hu Yang didn't care if the sky fell, let alone give Zhao Weijun face.
"you!"
"you!"
Zhao Weijun was trembling with anger, pointing at Populus, speechless.
Zhu Deyuan pulled Zhao Weijun.
"What good is it for you to be angry with such a person?"
"It's your body that is angry!"
Zhu Deyuan shook his head straight and rolled around in this circle for decades. He has seen anyone, and this is the first time Hu Yang has seen it like this.
"What nonsense?!"
"This bloodstone is mine!"
"Return it to me quickly!"
Hu Yang said as he rushed towards the table.
Song Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed Populus by the collar and picked him up.
"If you dare to touch that bloodstone, I won't be polite to you!"
After Song Yun finished speaking, with a flick of his hand, he threw Populus euphratica on the ground.
"Hit someone!"
"Beat someone to death!"
"Snatching things and hitting people, is there any king law?!"
"Call the police!"
"I must call the police!"
"There must be a statement about this today!"
"The bloodstone is mine!"
Hu Yang was rolling on the ground while howling, tears and nose streaming down his face, looking how miserable and miserable.
