Chapter 512

"Is it really bloodstone? This matter has been confirmed?!"

"Zuo Jiang is our most famous appraisal expert in China. He said it was a blood stone, and it must be a blood stone! It's absolutely not wrong!"

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"One hundred million?!"

"My God! How much is this!"

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"Pick up leaks!"

"That's called picking up leaks!"

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"horrible!"

"It's really scary!"

"I didn't expect someone to find 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 instant riches!"

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"It's over, it's really over now!"

"Mr. Hu Yang Hu is so pissed off!"

"That's right! That's exactly what it is! Just now I proudly said that I sold a fake product to Teacher Song Yunsong, but now I am slapped in the face in a blink of an eye. I didn't think that the real good thing is the base on which the bottle is placed. !"

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"You can buy 100 million things for 100,000!"

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Feng Yuan and Xu Chunxue were stunned and stood motionless. Even in their imaginations, they never thought this would happen.

"How is this possible?"

"Really bloodstone?!"

"And it's worth 100 million?!"

Xu Chunxue felt that she had seen a ghost.

"It's over!"

"We originally wanted to slap Song Yun in the face, but this time, we will give 100 million to him!"

"What kind of sin are we doing?!"

Feng Yuan's face was pale, and the reason for everything was that he and the others were envious, jealous and hated Song Yun, and he came up with a method, but he never thought that it would end up like this in the end.

"Do not!"

"It's not yours!"

"This bloodstone is mine!"

Hu Yang screamed wildly and rushed towards the blood stone on the table.

Song Yun stood beside him, and when he saw this, he immediately stopped him.

"let me go!"

"Come on, let it go to me!"

"This is my bloodstone!"

"How dare you rob me? If you don't give it to me, I'll call the police!"

Hu Yang screamed wildly.

"Go away!"

"If you do this again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Song Ming looked at Hu Yang coldly.

"I'm selling you just a bottle!"

"The base didn't say it was sold to you!"

Hu Yang continued to howl, the blood stone worth 100 million slipped away from his hands, how could he bear it?

The people around were stunned, and they didn't expect Hu Yang to come out like this at all.

"What kind of bullshit is this?"

"Antique business, the one I just took out came with the base, how could there be a reason to sell only the bottle and not the base?!"

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"Shame!"

"It's really embarrassing!"

"Thanks to me still being a fan of this old man, I really blush when I see this situation."

"Deeply ashamed!"

"Abandon fans!"

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"It seems that the so-called Internet celebrities usually pretend to be sane, but when they face the money, their true colors are revealed!"

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Don't say that you are an antique collector yourself, even an enthusiast knows very well that selling antiques does not mean that the base is not sold. The box is okay, and there is no reason for what you said.

Hu Yang said this, but he saw that the base was valuable, and made trouble unreasonably, and wanted to grab it back.

"I only sell you bottles!"

"Never said to sell pedestals!"

"This was meant to be separate!"

"Give it to me now, or I'll call the police!"

Hu Yang heard the comments of the people around him, but he ignored it at all. Compared with 100 million yuan, this face is nothing at all. With this 100 million yuan, he will retire immediately, and he will not mix in this circle at all. Red, let it go.

"Hu Yang!"

"Have you had enough trouble?!"

"No matter how you say it, you're still in the circle, don't you know the rules of antique buying and selling?"

Zhao Weijun had never seen such a shameless person before, and he couldn't help but curse.

"none of your business!"

"Go aside!"

In order to get back the bloodstone, Hu Yang didn't care if the sky fell, not to mention giving Zhao Weijun face.

"you!"

"you!"

Zhao Weijun was trembling with anger, pointed at Populus euphratica, speechless.

Zhu Deyuan pulled Zhao Weijun.

"What's the use of being angry with someone like this?"

"It's your own body that's angry!"

Zhu Deyuan shook his head. He had been rolling around in this circle for decades, and he had seen everyone. This was the first time he had seen Populus euphratica.

"What nonsense?!"

"This bloodstone is mine!"

"Hurry up and return it to me!"

Hu Yang said as he rushed towards the table.

Song Yun stretched out his hand and grabbed Hu Yang 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, he threw Populus euphratica on the ground with a flick of his hand.

"Hit someone!"

"Kill people to death!"

"Stealing things and beating people, is there still a king's law?!"

"Call the police!"

"I must call the police!"

"There must be an explanation for this matter today!"

"The bloodstone is mine!"

Hu Yang howled while rolling on the ground, tears and snot running down his face, looking at how miserable it was.