"15,000/g? Manager Zhang is probably not very kind, right? The value of smoky jade itself is lower than that of jasper, and this cup is carved from jasper. I believe that Manager Zhang also knows how big jasper is needed and how much jade is wasted?"

"One gram of top-quality jade is already tens of thousands, but there are not a few pieces of jade of this size in the world. Just in terms of its preciousness, it is even more important than white jade with mutton fat! What do you think about Manager Zhang?" Mo Feng smiled elegantly and raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Haha, what Mr. Mo said is not bad. In this way, 17,000/gram is probably the only price for the auction. What is the price below Mr. Mo?" The man frowned and said with a sharp expression on his face.

Upon hearing this, Mo Feng shrugged and said in an indifferent tone: "Then let's auction it! Anyway, it's about the same price."

"Uh, Mr. Mo, it was my tongue just now. In this way, 18,500/gram is already exceeding the auction price of this item. What do you think?" The man gritted his teeth slightly when he spoke, and it was obvious that the price was not low.

"Twenty thousand, if possible, then trade, and if not, auction!" Mo Feng said calmly. Although he was not short of money, he was not very happy to be regarded as a sucker.

After Mo Feng finished speaking, the man opposite him squeezed out a wry smile awkwardly. Before he came, he gave instructions to take it. Obviously, the above was very concerned about this set of tea cups. After all, there were very few Hetian jades, and even fewer of them were as big as this one. Even if the price was higher, as long as they could be taken, it would be worth it.

After hesitating for a long time, the man smiled bitterly, and then said with a dilemma: "Well, if you have 20,000 gram of this quality, just 20,000 gram per gram."

After saying that, the man signaled the old man next to him, and he immediately stepped forward and weighed carefully.

"Manager, 1258 grams in total,"

Upon hearing this, the man looked at Mo Feng and then said gracefully: "Mr. Mo, you will provide you with an account here, we will send you money here, and as for the contract, I will have someone print it for you."

"As for the jade beads just now, I will order people to publicize them with the greatest strength. Oh, Mr. Mo, if you have high-quality jade in the future, you can trade with me at Wansheng Auction, and the price will definitely be fair."

Mo Feng shrugged slightly and smiled without denying it. A set of jade cups sold for more than 20 million yuan, and he was in a happy mood.

Mo Feng reported the account, and the man smiled gently, then bowed apologetically, and said, "Mr. Mo, please wait a moment later,"

After saying that, he reminded the lady who was welcoming, "Helmet guests."

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After a while, Mo Feng completed all the procedures and all the items were guaranteed by third-party insurance. At least he didn't have to worry about being dropped in Wansheng.

After finishing all this, Mo Feng had already left the Wansheng Auction. At this time, Jiang Liuying swallowed his spits hard and said to himself: "General Manager, those jades just now..."

"Is there any problem with our mine?" Mo Feng shrugged and smiled, then ignited the fire and drove the car without any detailed intention.

"Oh," Jiang Liuying said weakly, then said, "The general manager, what are we going to do now!"

Hearing this, Mo Feng looked at the time. It was almost four o'clock. He couldn't help but shrugging and laughing, "It's past four o'clock, go check in! Otherwise, you, the secretary, wouldn't you be useless, right?"

Looking at Mo Feng and laughing, Jiang Liuying's face turned red in an instant. What, what does it mean that he is a secretary who has no use of his skills...

After a while.

Pushing open the door, Mo Feng looked at the top suite in front of him and couldn't help but be amazed. The dining room, living room, balcony, and several bedrooms of all sizes were said to be rooms, but rather a first-floor suite.

Of course, this price also shocked Mo Feng. Ten thousand and sixty-eight thousand is really a gold-selling cave.

"Sir, if you have any instructions, please contact us at any time and we will serve you wholeheartedly." He spoke with a female manager, who looked about twenty-seven or eight years old, wearing an O-L-coat dress with a gentle smile on his face.

"It's okay, you go down first, I'll call you if you have something." Mo Feng said softly.

After saying that, Mo Feng entered the room. He was gorgeous and magnificent, and was filled with the smell of money. Some things were even inlaid with gold and silver. As for those round sofa beds, they were no longer described as luxury.

Mo Feng changed his shoes and walked forward, then leaned against the sofa.

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Liuying raised her legs slightly and was changing into slippers. The whiteness and beauty were faintly visible.

"Tsk tsk, your figure is pretty good." Mo Feng said astonishedly, then said with a smile: "Xiaoying, is it time for you as the secretary to do it?"

"Take it..." Jiang Liuying suddenly stiffened and felt more and more panic. All kinds of domineering CEO dramas filled her mind, and she was even thinking about what to do if Mo Feng overthrew her.

"Go and make me a cup of coffee first, forget it, let's squeeze a cup of juice for me." Mo Feng shrugged and said. There was no way, the coffee was heavy, and recently Diandian checked the drunk driving too strictly. All the drunk driving licenses were revoked, and no speeding people ran away.

Jiang Liuying: "Squeeze juice..."

Jiang Liuying: "Oh! Good general manager."

Lying on the sofa, Mo Feng flipped the tablet on the table. Various delicacies looked the most stylish, and some of these delicacies were surprisingly expensive, such as steaks of 1188 per serving or 998 fruit salads.

Mo Feng was not reluctant to let it go. He couldn't say too much money now, but it was definitely not a small amount. He couldn't help but order a few dishes that he hadn't eaten yet, such as roasted suckling pigs.

"General Manager, Juice." Jiang Liuying bowed slightly and put the juice down.

"Look at these, what do you want to eat at night?" Mo Feng said, and handed over the tablet.

Scan the menu.

Jiang Liuying: "..."

"General Manager, no need, I'm not hungry." Jiang Liuying pursed her lips. This is not just about eating, it's obviously about drinking blood! Any fruit salad is almost enough for her monthly meal money.

Mo Feng shrugged without forcing her, but he pointed his fingers and gave her some snacks and salads, and then made another bottle of red wine.

After a while, a crisp sound sounded outside the door, and Mo Feng also responded.

Then, the manager folded his hands on his lower abdomen, and behind her were a group of waiters, one by one, putting the roasted lamb into the restaurant next to him as fast as possible. At the same time, he turned on the red wine with his signature smile, poured it into a goblet, debugged the lights, and prepared the tableware.

It took ten minutes before and after, so the things were ready. At this time, the manager stepped back to the double door and smiled gently and said, "Sir, please use it slowly, please give us any instructions if you need anything."

After saying that, the manager stepped down.

Mo Feng curled his lips at this time. It was indeed a top-class suite, and the service level was far beyond that of ordinary five-star hotels.

Thinking of this, Mo Feng had already walked to the restaurant beside him.

When you enter, the lights are a bit beautiful and inexplicably filled with special charm.

Tableware and red wine are arranged neatly, and on the gorgeous dining table, there is a partition plate, and an iron rack is placed on the partition plate. The iron rack is tied with a suckling pig. At this time, the carbon fire is slightly roasted, and the skin of the skin is yellow and shiny. The oil stains that dripped from time to time fell onto the coal, making a sizzling sound.

"Tsk tsk, it looks good." Mo Feng smacked the corner of his lips, then picked up the knife and cut it slowly, feeling a sense of crispness when cutting into the tip of the knife. Then he entered the tip of the knife, cut off a piece, and put it in his mouth, crisp, soft, and not greasy, and finally with a hint of toughness.

The enjoyment on the tip of the tongue, even if Mo Feng didn't touch any ingredients, still left a fragrance on his mouth and was filled with endless aftertaste.

"No, not bad." Mo Feng murmured, then took a sip of red wine, enjoying it.

ps: On the train, I can’t even afford to buy the high-speed rail and how to break it... Okay, I will make up for the two updates I owe today and yesterday!
Chapter completed!