Chapter 192
Because the gambling stone is as big as a watermelon, it also requires skill to cut it. The stone gambling master will usually ask the stonecutter where to cut the knife, so as to avoid cutting the green with one knife, and give a good stone that has grown up. Cut down.

If this collapses, the responsibility will be great, so even if they want to protect themselves, they will not make the decision.

"Little girl, where are you planning to cut it from?"

Jiang Meng circled around the stone, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth for the last time, and pointed to the center.

"Just cut it in the middle."

It didn't attract much attention here, but when Jiang Meng said this, people surrounded him, and even the master who cut the stone changed a little bit.

An old man next to him looked at Jiang Meng's young age and couldn't bear her to deceive himself, so he took the initiative to remind him.

"Little girl, the most taboo of betting on stones is to cut them with a knife. Listen to the old man's persuasion, and you can slowly grind from the beginning."

Jiang Meng turned her head and glanced at Si Jinhan. Si Jinhan just looked at her and nodded. The meaning was obvious, and she was in charge.

Jiang Meng gritted her teeth and stomped her feet: "Just cut from the middle."

She didn't know why, but she felt that cutting from the middle was the most appropriate.

This feeling is very strange, and most people call it a premonition.

The stone-cutter master couldn't help reminding: "Little girl really doesn't think about it?"

Jiang Meng shook her head: "I don't think about it."

The old master sighed helplessly, turned on the stone cutter, and there was a booming sound. The old master fixed the middle of the betting stone, and then operated the gears to grind it towards the stone.

When the piercing sound came, Jiang Meng couldn't help but cover her ears, but the people watching the excitement around her were not affected by the sound. Instead, they watched with gusto, and many of them were watching the excitement. 100 million is just for naught.

"He's a rich man, but he's burning too much, so let's give 100 million to the children to play with."

"Hey, maybe it's not my own child, but coaxing a little lover, that girl looks so juicy."

"That's right, who is willing to lose 100 million to his own people? I also think this girl is the cripple's little lover."

Shu Yan approached Si Jinhan again: "Mr. Si, you really don't want to remind that girl?"

Si Jinhan shook his head: "As long as she plays well."

This kind of doting tone and reaction is definitely not something that someone just met will have.

Shu Yan's feeling of uneasiness struck again, but her own people did not come back, and Shu Yan would not act rashly. After all, if such a big client was lost due to misunderstanding, it would be a big loss.

"But..." Shu Yan was about to say something, but Jiang Meng walked over and gave Shu Yan a hard look.

"Did you spend your money?"

Then he leaned close to Si Jinhan and said, "Little brother, if I lose money, you can't ask me to pay it back."

Si Jinhan stretched out his hand and touched Jiang Meng's face: "Don't worry, baby, it won't happen."

Hearing the two people address Shu Yan, the doubts were dispelled. This name is too boring, and the two people called it without the slightest pressure. Could it be that these two people don't know each other, and that girl happens to be in the peripheral business?

Judging by that beauty, it is not impossible.

"Young people these days are becoming more and more shameless. They are justified in being a mistress for others. Why didn't your mother sit down and die when she gave birth to you, leaving such a disaster? It's like eighteen generations of ancestors. Lost face."

Jiang Meng looked over, and saw an old woman over fifty years old wearing a mink fur coat, looking at Jiang Meng with disgust.

The woman's husband was seduced by a young girl and divorced her because of that woman, so when she saw a good-looking girl, the woman couldn't help but want to tear her face off.

Jiang Meng glanced at it, curled her lips: "Climacteric aunt." Then there's nothing to be angry about, because she can kill herself if she sulks.

Just after skimming, the stone at the other end was cut in the middle. The master lifted the two halves of the betting stone and poured a little water on it, and the whole person was stunned.

"Up... up?"

 first update~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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