Hearing Cui Hong's praise, Old Master Cui was as smug as he could be. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up, but he had to suppress it in order to pretend to be calm.
"It's just a hunch."
He waved his hand indifferently. In fact, he was overjoyed.
Sigh, who asked him to have such foresight? Elder Zhou, who was next door, was probably furious, right?
Just as Old Master Cui had guessed, Elder Zhou's expression was very ugly. His face was ashen as he grabbed the railing tightly and looked at the center of the stage in disbelief.
Why was there no jade at all? To think that he was still showing off in front of Old Master Cui just now. Who knew that he was slapping his own face?
The expression on Old Master Cui's face was definitely very smug. Elder Zhou did not need to imagine to guess Old Master Cui's face. He gritted his teeth and stared fiercely at the manager.
