After cutting two pieces of jadeite in a row, Zhao An didn't care and simply threw them away. So large pieces remained uncut, theoretically suggesting they might be jadeite.
These stones would be taken back for selection and then sold. The prices were naturally very low, ranging from tens to hundreds of yuan. This was also a way for tourists to try their hand at jadeite. It offered a small profit margin, quick turnover, and also allowed them to clear out the rough jadeite—a win-win situation.
When the fifth piece of jadeite showed a hint of translucent green, an expert exclaid, "Imperial Green!"
Jadeite is categorized into many different grades: old pit glass, water, ice, ice-glutinous, glutinous, and other lesser-quality varieties. From imperial green, bright green, apple green, to red, yellow, and purple, there's every kind.
And now, the water-imperial green appeared. This small piece, the size of a thumbnail, fetched millions. A larger piece, with an average of one centiter, would fetch millions more. The price is incalculable.
These high-end jade markets are all aid at the wealthy. Price isn't the issue; quality is key. Sales volu isn't the issue; authenticity is key. The high-end jade market is generally in short supply. The quality of the jade determines the lower limit of the jewelry, while a good craftsman determines the upper limit.
"Young Master An, this is a good sign! This is a top-notch water-grade imperial green. How about letting my people polish it? I guarantee you'll get a satisfactory price." Qian Zilai's eyes lit up slightly, clearly moved. This was just too damn lucky.
You know, the price of high-end jade has always been surprisingly high because the raw material is so expensive and scarce. The finest quality is almost impossible to find.
Zhao An took another cut. The smooth, deep green was both captivating and profound, captivating.
Just looking at those two sars of green, one could almost feel the money rushing towards them. Even as a work of art, this kind of thing would be incredibly useful.
Priceless! Almost everyone was moved, their breathing quickening. Who could remain calm in the face of jadeite worth tens of millions? Perhaps even more than that, perhaps even hundreds of millions.
Seeing Zhao An take another cut, not only did the jadeite's price not drop, but it actually revealed another hint of green, Qian Zilai's eyelids twitched wildly. Was this genius? He was a genius at gambling, so what else could possibly stump him?
In fact, this wasn't Zhao An's genius. With his clairvoyance, he smoked a cigarette and feigned a casualness as he made a few cuts. This was outrageous and made him look completely amateurish.
It was precisely this amateurishness that made people think he was lucky, having easily snagged such exquisite jadeite!
Watching the people around him breathing increasingly rapidly, they all left to find so rough material to satisfy their cravings.
Seeing others making money, it was inevitable that he'd want to get in on the action. It was a bit itchy, and a bit hard to control.
Zhao An set his tools aside. "Let's go! I'll leave these things to you. Work hard. Rember to pay in full, and contact my secretary for the rest."
"Okay, Young Master An, don't worry. I'll take care of everything for you," Qian Zilai said with a slight servility. After all, he was a well-known mber of the Qian family, the younger brother of the Qian family head. But when it ca to Zhao An, he still had to bow down. Who could resist money?
Zhao An didn't care about money, but Qian Zilai didn't dare to do anything. He took what he paid. This kind of profit-making partnership was a good start, and they could continue to work together.
How many people wanted to work with Zhao An but couldn't find a way? This guy was a freak who made money without going public, completely controlling the company. Even a very profitable company like Haotuan Waimai was directly nationalized, sold to the governnt. He was like a high-level agent, and he wouldn't be president for two years, at most.
This was a stepping stone. Obviously, such an action would result in significant losses, but the gains from giving up those profits could yield significant resources. As long as he didn't act recklessly, virtually no one could touch him.
This was the headache for the four major families. Other companies could resort to underhanded tactics, but Zhao An's company had no choice. This was a death order; there was no way around it.
The gains from giving up profits were exchanged for long-term peace. What was wrong with that? Zhao An, lacking connections, used this tactic, then switched the tables, forcing other rivals to compete with him, unable to resort to underhanded tactics.
Even with the transport fleet issue, the most he would have to do was pay so money and replace the fleet. There would be so impact, but it wouldn't be that severe, and it wasn't his fault, so he couldn't be wrongly accused. That was the core point.
At this mont, a staff mber approached and whispered sothing to Qian Haoming.
Qian Haoming's eyes lit up, and he leaned close to Zhao An's ear and whispered, "Young Master An, Miss Lin, the person in charge here, wants to et with us. What do you think? Miss Lin is from the Lin family and has always been in charge of the business here."
The Lin family, one of the four great families, had also appeared! Zhao An had never been able to reach them before, but now that their status and power had reached a certain level, it seed natural that people would pay attention to them.
"Okay, it wouldn't hurt to go and take a look." Zhao An didn't mind. The more he saw, the broader his horizons. Although he had risen rapidly, his foundation was still a bit weak. Compared to those large families, there was still a huge gap in foundation. Therefore, cooperation would naturally be the best. Of course, if the other party wanted to step on his heels, he wouldn't mind breaking their legs!
Fang Shuiling arrived at the private room on the second floor and sat down. "Brother, what brings you here?"
"I'm here to take care of so business. Haha, don't go too wild. Huang ng's face isn't looking too good. It's better to play around a bit while we're working together." Fang Shunli, clearly aware of his sister's behavior, didn't prohibit her, rely admonishing her to tone it down.
"Haha, he's got several mistresses, and they've even had children. Did I ever tell him anything?" Fang Shuiling's tone was filled with disdain. Playing around is one thing, but having a child? What's the big deal?
Besides, while Huang ng was capable, he wasn't the heir, so Fang Shuiling had little respect for him.
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