"This premium jadeite is worth over five million, and the old man didn't dare to hold it in his hand, quickly handing it over to Li Xiaoqiang saying, "Young man, for this piece of jadeite, I'll offer seven million. I wonder if you are willing to sell it to me?"
Li Xiaoqiang had not anticipated that the old man would bid seven million. If it were the Li Xiaoqiang of the past, he would have agreed without hesitation. After all, to him, a kid from the countryside, that figure was astronomical.
Before Li Xiaoqiang could answer,
another middle-aged man, smartly dressed in a suit, clearly from a distinguished family, with the cultivated air and demeanor that spoke of a rich heritage, approached.
He walked up to Li Xiaoqiang and said with a smile, "Brother, I'll offer eight million. I wonder if you'd be willing to sell it to me?"
