Gu Che nudged his chin towards Qinghe, and instantly, everyone's gaze shifted back to her. If it were Qinghe, they weren't as surprised; after all, she was a young lady of wealth. Since they knew Mei Yuxuan belonged to Qinghe, they paid extra attention. Geez, today she opens a branch here, tomorrow another over there—the leading Mei Yuxuan in the domestic Jade Stone Circle was no joke. They weren't just talking about hundreds of thousands; she could be making billions in a month.
They hadn't forgotten Qinghe's almost magical touch with choosing stones. Spending ten or twenty thousand on a rock, she won bets eight out of ten times. Carving out numerous artifacts from a piece of jade the size of a fist—that's just printing money! For Qinghe, every cent was pure profit. By now, Qinghe was definitely the youngest billionaire in society, no, in history.
