"5 million, no more!"

"Don't fucking snatch me today, I'm going to order this bloodstone today!" The genius remembered for a second

"Why do you want to, I bid 8 million!"

8 million people would be unhappy when they spoke, "What the hell are you doing with such a high price?"

Qiao Yimo sat on the table, drinking tea, listening to the crowd scrambling.

For a piece of bloodstone, these Tibetan friends did not care about their swearing, and Qiao Yimo was so loud that his head was buzzing, "Stop talking, fifty million, take it if you want it, and I will take it back if you don’t want it. !"

"Fifty million? Little girl, you can speak so well!"

"Yeah, it's a big deal. I don't want it anymore. It's too ridiculous. Has there ever been such a high price in the world?"

"What a bloodbath! Let it go, let it go."

Everyone shook their heads and accused Qiao Yimo of the lion's big mouth, but Qiao Yimo smiled indifferently, "If you don't want it, I'm leaving?"

No one dared to speak, Qiao Yimo got up to take the bloodstone with him, his steps lightly.

But after taking two steps, he was stopped by his Tibetan friend, "Little girl, don't go! I was joking with you! Come back soon! Please come back soon!"

A treacherous smile flashed at the corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth. Isn't that all right, Haw Mo is like a woman.

In the end, the bloodstone was collected by a man with beer belly at a price of 50 million. Although the moment he swiped the card was very heartache, when he got the bloodstone, he felt a sense of satisfaction. This was the finished product. , 50 million, but it has to be doubled several times.

Everyone looked at the little girl holding a bank card, and said in general, "A little girl has so much money, this world is about to change."

The trade fair was not over yet, and everyone asked with interest, "Little girl, where did you come from, the bloodstone?"

Qiao Yimo blinked and said casually: "I picked it up?"

"Pick it up?"

Everyone rolled their eyes, "Little girl, why are you talking so deceptively? Tell me, where else can I pick it up, I'll pick it up!"

"Believe it or not." Qiao Yimo blinked mischievously and raised the Qianlong enamel gourd bottle in his hand. "This is also a genuine product."

Everyone's eyes lit up, "How is it possible? I have just observed it carefully!"

"Oh? Really?" Qiao Yimo looked at the old man, "You look quite old, you should have been playing antiques for some time."

The old man nodded, "Yes, but this thing is clearly an imitation!"

Qiao Yimo smiled, "The enamel at the bottom is delicate and white, and the pattern is messy, which just happens to prove that this is the authentic product."

"Talk about it!" The old man pushed his eyes and looked at Qiao Yimo intently.

"The bottoms of the enamel gourd bottles produced in Qianlong years are all white and delicate, because they belong to the emperor. If the bottom is yellow and dirty, and the pattern is regular like a machine pattern, it must be a fake."

She blinked, "You mean, right?"

After finishing speaking, she bounced away with a small schoolbag on her back.

The old man was blocked and speechless, as if that was indeed the case...

He looked at the little girl's back, and suddenly wanted to know, who is this person?

When Qiao Yimo returned to Qiao's house, it was still quiet. Qiao Renshan had been busy with the company's affairs recently and had no idea about this matter. Dong Yan did not tell her either.

But Qiao Renshan knew that Qiao Yimo's test score was the first in the whole grade. When he saw Qiao Yimo go home with his schoolbag on his back, Qiao Renshan asked, "Yimo, Dad knows that you have done well this time, and you have nothing to want. For you."

Hearing this, Qiao Yimo raised his eyebrows, thinking and thinking, "It's really not there."

Qiao Renshan looked at Qiao Yimo and Qiao Anchu's eyes are different, because men pay more attention to whether there is a blood relationship.

He thought it was Qiao Yimo who was embarrassed to speak, and said, "The company is very busy recently, and you have to go to school. I will ask a friend to buy you a beautiful dress tomorrow."

Listening to Qiao Renshan's words, Qiao Anchu frowned and pulled Dong Yan to act like a baby. Although she didn't make it clear that she wanted it too, Dong Yan understood her very well.

"Ren Shan, let your friend buy two, one for each of the two sisters!" Dong Yan said lightly and happily.

Qiao Renshan hesitated, but watching his wife speak, he couldn't bear to refuse and nodded, "Okay."

Qiao Yimo frowned and went upstairs. She was lying on the bed with her hands on her belly, aching.

Damn, the sky is not afraid of the earth, and there is still no way to escape the moon.

I don't even have a cure for dysmenorrhea, and I can't get rid of it.

Suddenly, there was a soft noise outside the window.

Qiao Yimo, who was relaxing in bed, was awakened instantly.

Someone?

She looked cold and tired when she came in through the window...

Several black lines appeared on the forehead.

"Master Leng is a private entry into a private house, understand?" Qiao Yimo snorted coldly. JrNovels.com