Malan looked at me, her face becoming very weak, and she said, "A man's tolerance should be greater..."
"Malin, do you know that this isn't fun at all?" I said a bit angrily, grabbing her shoulder. I might have grabbed a bit too hard, as Malin kept struggling, pushing my hand away with both hands...
"Ah!" Maran let out a terrified scream!
After Ma Lan shouted, she immediately slapped me hard twice on the face. My hands were already on her, and I had no extra hands to block her two slaps, so I had to take them...
Her face burned with pain, and her ears rang with a buzzing sound; Malan had struck those two slaps with all her might.
Malang suddenly stood up and said, "Zhao Fei, I'm sorry, but I need you to understand that no one can force me, and I won't let anyone force me a second time. That's enough."
I listened to Malan's words, still feeling angry inside, but when I saw her stand up, I was a bit dazed. She said it was okay, so I hurriedly stood up, gazing at the person in front of me. I couldn't help but pull her into my arms, my dry lips eagerly pressing against her moist, shy lips. Unable to hold back any longer, I directly pushed Malan onto the sofa, letting out all the resentment and anger...
Huff... The strong scent of cigars wafted from Malan's mouth as she lay in my arms, staring at the ceiling. I was already exhausted and weary, but Malan was very tender. I was sure she wasn't a woman who frequently slept with men, but she was very seductive, capable of draining any man dry.
She shoved the cigar into my mouth, I refused, I said, "I don't smoke..."
But she forcefully shoved it in and said, "If I tell you to draw, you have to draw, hurry up."
Seeing her domineering demeanor, I had no choice but to take a puff and then exhale. She said, "Is it comfortable?"
I nodded, and she smiled, saying, "How does she compare to your girlfriend?"
I looked at her and said, "Don't mention any women other than us."
Suddenly, Malan climbed onto me. Her body was warm, making me shiver a bit. She said, "If one day I want to get rid of your girlfriend, what will you do?"
I looked at her seriously and said, "I'll take you down."
She looked at me seriously and said, "I really like this domineering side of you. Alright, I promise not to cause any trouble for your girlfriend, but you better listen carefully, don't let your girlfriend interfere with us."
After she finished speaking, she lay on my chest. I reached out and stroked her back. Everything about Malan is great, except she's too domineering. It doesn't matter who it is, she treats everyone the same. To tame her, you have to be even more domineering.
"I want my father's inheritance..." Maran said.
I said, "Why bother? You can create on your own, no need to compete with your sister. You're not her match."
"I just want it. Why shouldn't I be her match? You have to help me take it from her," Malan said fiercely.
I smiled, took the cigar from her hand, took two hard puffs, and exhaled the smoke. I found that cigars were different from cigarettes; they didn't have that disgusting taste and were actually quite fragrant. I said, "How do I take it?"
"Just like with Fat Pig Zhu, help him attract customers, gradually take control of his clientele, we're buying up his shares, and without him noticing, we'll sideline him and become the true owners."
Malan opened up and said, "I'm being serious with you. I'm very greedy. If you sleep with me and can't fulfill my requests, I will torment you. If your girlfriend knew everything you did here, what do you think would happen?"
I glared at Maran and said, "Don't threaten me..."
"I'll just threaten you, what are you going to do about it..." Malan said fiercely.
I immediately bit down on her lips, and she screamed, shouting, "You really dare to bite me, let go of me, it hurts, okay... I was wrong..."
I finally loosened my grip, then gently kissed her lips and said, "This is the deal. We can cooperate, but don't force me, never, otherwise, we'll both be in pain."
Malan glared at me and said, "You're much better than Fat Pig Zhu. He's just an ignorant jerk, but you know a lot about gambling on stones. Tell me, how do you manage to win? When those stones are put together, how do you figure it out? Can you teach me..."
I smiled and said, "Gambling on stones isn't something you can learn easily. There's a lot of knowledge involved, and I don't really understand it either. My dad spent over ten years studying it, and I managed to win thanks to his insights and a bit of luck."
Malang smiled and said, "If you don't want to talk, that's fine. But I just don't understand why jadeite without color can still be sold for money, and the cleaner it is, the more expensive it gets."
I shook my head when I heard that and said, "Of course, that's not what I meant. There are many reasons why jadeite is valuable. Being colorless is just because it is pure, so it is valuable."
She got up, put on her clothes, threw the clothes at me, and said, "I'm hungry, I'm going to eat, let's go celebrate..."
I started to laugh, no longer chatting with her. We went out together, and driving, Malan took me to Ruili Avenue. Instead of taking me directly to eat, she brought me to a jade company.
I was very curious, so I asked, "Why come to the jade company?"
Malan said, "Look, are there any good materials? I like jade, and now that I have money, I can buy a few more pieces. How about this ring?"
Malang said this and took out a ring for me to see. I took a glance at it: it was a type of jadeite, with slightly fine crystals, slightly better luster, slightly better gloss, slightly prominent cotton-like texture, light spring color with some hues, normal-sized egg face, no cracks, no impurities.
Malang said, "It's only over 60,000. I think this color is pretty good. I like this color."
I shook my head and said, "It's too thin, better not to take it. This material is worth at most six thousand. You'll lose money if you buy it."
Malan frowned and asked me, "Is this still thin?"
I could tell he didn't understand just by listening. This ring is set in metal, so you can't see what's inside at all. But looking at the thickness, I knew that the ring face must have been polished repeatedly. I weighed it, and it was very light, so I knew that the inside was hollow and empty, with no material.
When buying jadeite, you should choose pieces that are fuller. Many people don't understand the reason, so they often overlook this factor when making a purchase. Some people buy jadeite with excellent texture and color, but it's too thin. Such jadeite is actually far less valuable than it appears on the surface.
The thinner jadeite is, the more transparent it appears. However, this does not mean that the quality of the jadeite is necessarily good; it is merely an illusion caused by the excessive thinning. Moreover, if jadeite is too thin, it becomes more fragile and can break with even slight impact. Additionally, if there are cracks in the jadeite, it becomes even more prone to breaking.
I put the ring back, and Maran seemed a bit unhappy. She thought it was quite nice, but she didn't mind and went to pick out other materials. As I looked around this jade shop, I noticed that most of the items were not of good quality, and there were even fakes among them. I wonder how many people have been deceived here before.
That saying is indeed true: it's better to spend a lot of money at a luxury store for good materials than to buy cheap materials at such small shops, because what you get there are all subpar goods.
Malan picked up a pair of beans, handed them to me, and said somewhat dissatisfied, "How about these beans?"
I looked at a pair of Fu Dou, pursed my lips, they are four-season beans, ice type, with finer crystals, good water content, good luster, a bluish hue, slightly prominent cotton-like texture, proportionate to my hand, no cracks, no impurities, with a market value of around ten thousand yuan.
But when I looked at the price tag, damn, it's a hundred thousand, it's just highway robbery...
I said, "It's too expensive. Selling fabric worth ten thousand for a hundred thousand, you're not stupid, you shouldn't buy it."
Malan was a bit displeased, but before he could say anything, he heard the waiter harshly say, "Sir, we are all certified. You can't afford us. Don't say our materials are subpar. Picking up girls requires capital too."
After hearing this, Malan became even more displeased and said, "What did you say? Say it again?"
The waiter smiled and said, "Ma'am, our materials are absolutely good, definitely certified, and they even have the master's signature. If they're fake, we'll compensate tenfold. He doesn't understand and is just talking nonsense. Don't listen to him. If you need, I can help introduce you."
I was speechless when I heard this. A certificate? It's all handwritten by themselves. This material is definitely not worth 100,000. Just hanging a certificate and selling it for 100,000? Isn't this just heartless?
Malan smiled and said, "Wrap up the ingredients for me, I'll take these beans."
The waiter was a bit surprised upon hearing this, but quickly said happily, "Okay, I'll wrap it up for you right away."
I looked at Malan and said, "What's going on? It's not worth that much. Don't buy it just out of spite. Why give your money to someone else to spend?"
Malan watched as the waiter picked it up, but didn't say anything. Suddenly, Malan grabbed me and walked outside, then opened the car door. The waiter, a bit anxious, chased after us and said, "Miss, you haven't paid yet..."
Malan immediately got in the car, and the waitress chased after her. Malan stepped on the gas and sped off. Because it had rained earlier, the car was going so fast that the water on the ground splashed everywhere, soaking the waitress completely. I heard her scream in pain and felt a bit sympathetic. I looked at Malan, who was laughing excitedly. I shook my head helplessly; she really was a domineering and savage woman.
"Let's go eat pizza... it's on me..."