Back in the car, Chen Guanglei's face still looked terrible.
He had come to the Jade Trading Center aiming to make a big profit.
But he hadn't expected not only to fail to earn any money but to incur a huge loss instead.
The one million he'd brought was all spent, buying three pieces of raw jadeite.
The jadeite that was cut from them was worth eight million, which he lost to Xu Yang.
There was also the five million his father had given him that he lost.
That amounted to a loss of fourteen million.
The most crucial point was that he had done this to himself.
If he hadn't provoked Xu Yang, wanting to put him down and insisting on gambling with him, none of this would have happened.
This gambling match was like Xu Yang slapping him with countless slaps, making his cheeks sting with hot pain.
