Mathew had seen Vivian take out goods worth ten to twenty million without blinking and thought that she was very interesting. That was why he had asked Vivian if she wanted to accept the challenge, as a way to vent her anger.
"Miss Vivian, what do you think of these pieces?"
Vivian came back to her senses and looked at the raw stone in front of Mathew. She picked it up and looked at it, and could only say that her heart was cold.
Looking at the row of waste, she had an indescribable expression on her face. This stall had such a high sales rate. Let alone getting good stones, it was rare to have the luck to pick 7 or 8 pieces of waste.
Vivian touched her nose and made a sincere suggestion. "Why don't you wait for Jack to finish picking and pick the one that you don't like the most from the rest?"
