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n“Kid, I’m sorry. Uncle was just joking with you. This stone, it starts at 50,000 yuan. Are you taking this 10,000 yuan from home to play with? Take it back quickly. Your parents will be worried later.”

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nLuo Jun returned the bundle of 10,000 yuan to him, wanting to get his own raw stone back from him.

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nHowever, Ling Jue held on tightly. It was not easy for her to use 10,000 yuan to buy raw stones. Letting go would be foolish.

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n“Kid, you…” Luo Jun looked at how he was behaving. He was a little helpless. “I got these raw stones from Myanmar. I spent all my savings. Eh, why did I tell a child so much? Alright, I’ll give you this raw stone. Anyway, you won’t be able to open anything with such a small piece.”

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nHe looked at Ling Jue’s determined look and suddenly did not know what to say. He stuffed the money into his arms and did not return his raw stone. He sat back on the bench and continued smoking.

n“Lord Jue, I’m afraid this person is an idiot. There’s a top-grade glass seed in this raw stone. Is he giving it to you just like that?”

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n“I don’t know.” Ling Jue walked forward and handed the money in her hand to him. “I’m here to buy raw stones, so I’m still a customer. Take the money, and open this raw stone for me.”

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nLuo Jun raised his head in disbelief and looked at the money he handed over. He gulped. “Little kid…”

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n“I already said that I’m not a little kid anymore!” Ling Jue frowned. How could this person be so stupid?

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nWith her height of 170 cm, she definitely did not look like a little kid anymore.

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nEven though she looked young with her chubby face, with her action of tossing 10,000 yuan, she could not be called a little kid no matter what.

n“Ahem, young man, do you really want this raw stone?” He thought to himself. Could it be that some young master of some family had come out to play?

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nAlmost everyone who saw Ling Jue had the same thought.

nShe had a noble air about her, and her entire person was cold and detached. She really looked like a young master of a family who had come out to experience the feelings of the people.

n“Okay.” Ling Jue nodded. Of course she wanted it.

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n“Alright, I’ll sell it to you for ten thousand yuan then. But if you lose the bet…” He paused for a moment. He thought that the young man probably did not know the meaning of losing the bet, so he explained, “That’s what you mean by losing the bet. Don’t cry if you lose.”

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n“Okay, let’s open the stone.” Ling Jue’s lips twitched as she nodded in agreement.

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nLuo Jun took a deep puff of his cigarette when he heard that. He threw the cigarette butt aside and walked to the machine. “My shop is probably going to collapse, so all the workers have left. Now, the boss is in charge of many kinds of work, haha.”

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nHe opened the stone as if he was playing with it.

nSizzle sizzle sizzle!

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nThe sound of the machine working broke a small piece of the palm-sized stone and began to polish it carefully.

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n“Be careful. Don’t cut it in the middle,” reminded Ling Jue, who stood beside him.

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n“Alright.” The stone cutter would listen to the customer. After all, this was something that was sold to someone else. If it was cut into pieces, it would not be easy to absolve.

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n“Polish it along this side.” Ling Jue pointed to the right side of the stone. “Turn it to the minimum power. Take your time. This jade stone is relatively small and easy to destroy.”

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nLuo Jun raised his head to look at him, then smiled helplessly. Was this young man possessed?

nHe still imagined that there was jade in there. Sigh. If he collapsed later, he would probably cry.

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nLing Jue, on the other hand, looked at him seriously, occasionally giving him some pointers.

n“Yo, Luo Jun, you have a guest here.” A group of people walked in at this moment. Luo Jun’s hand trembled, and he almost cut the stone in half. Fortunately, he quickly turned off the machine.

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nHe wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to them with a bitter smile, “We haven’t opened today. I’ll send you the money next week.”

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