Even Wang Ningmei, broad-minded as she was, couldn't help blushing at this moment.
She was somewhat puzzled; if there really were ghosts as Ye Ling suggested, would there be a need for contraception?
"Alright, I've got things to do, so I'll be off."
Just as Ye Ling was about to leave, he paused, pointed to the largest piece of raw stone in the middle, and said to Gao Ning, "Old bro, this one is specially reserved for you. If you trust me, give it a cut and see—though you don't need to cut from the middle, just slice from the left and right and then polish it."
Having said that, Ye Ling left with his backpack.
Gao Ning was somewhat stunned.
That biggest piece of raw stone was priced at 50 million, and it had been sitting there almost since the antique shop opened, untouched by anyone.
Firstly, because the price was just too high, a bad cut would mean a sure loss.
Secondly, because the stone was simply too large.
