The young man watched as the fat man placed the waste material on the stone-cutting machine, his face darkening a bit.
Then, he glared fiercely at Tang Luo. If it weren't for this guy's big mouth, he might have already sold the ten-million-level rough stone to the biggest wastrel around!
Seeing him glare, Tang Luo raised an eyebrow, "What's the matter, Young Master Wang, did I spoil a good thing for you?"
"Humph, you're just a rookie who knows nothing, yet you dare to give advice on stone gambling!" The young man said mockingly, then looked at the fat man, "Young Master Lin, don't listen to him, he's even worse than you... No, no, that's not what I mean. I mean, how could there possibly be jadeite in a stone that's already been cut like this? Only a rookie who doesn't understand the trade would think so!"
