Upon finding Wang Guan, Boss Yang cut to the chase. "Are you looking to sell your jadeite?"

Truthfully, Boss Yang held little hope when he asked this. In his estimation, Wang Guan was a rich second-generation heir, someone whose interest in jadeite was merely a hobby. Now that he had revealed top-grade jadeite, he would surely keep it for his own enjoyment, not pass it on to others.

Yet, despite knowing the chances were slim, his passion for jadeite compelled him to ask, clinging to a one-in-ten-thousand hope, only to receive a completely unexpected answer.

"Of course."

At this moment, Wang Guan nodded and smiled. "If the price is right, there's no reason not to let it go."

What was his purpose in attending the Myanmar Public Auction? Wasn't it precisely to make a killing and recoup his investment costs? Now his bank account was empty again; without selling the jadeite, where would the funds for future investments come from?

Boss Yang didn't know Wang Guan was broke, so hearing him agree to sell the jadeite immediately made him suspect he had misheard. However, while Boss Yang doubted his own hearing, others did not.

Among so many people, there were certainly sharp minds who had faintly caught the exchange between Wang Guan and Boss Yang. They could naturally confirm Wang Guan was the owner of the jadeite. In fact, they had watched the stone-cutting process from afar just moments ago, so there was no longer any doubt, and their minds quickly began to work.

"The young man is willing to sell the jadeite? That’s wonderful. I am XX. I wonder if you have time, young man? We could go to a nearby teahouse for a coffee..." This person seemed quite anxious, leading to his somewhat disjointed speech.

"Trying to corner the market? Do you take us for non-existent?" At the same time, someone glared fiercely before calling out loudly, "Young man, I won't waste time. If you're willing, I can offer three million..."

"Three million? That's a swindle! I bid three million five hundred thousand!"

Amidst the clamor, some people put down their phones, then squeezed forward with beaming smiles, whispering to Wang Guan, "Sir, our manager is on the way. Please wait a moment. It won't be too late to decide after our manager arrives and hears our company's offer."

As a renowned street for stone gambling in the capital, the major jewelry companies certainly wouldn't overlook this area, stationing people here daily precisely to handle situations like this. As soon as someone revealed high-quality jadeite, the jewelry companies would receive the news instantly, and a manager would arrive with a checkbook.

However, for the scattered individual jade merchants or customers, the jewelry companies were the most detestable. Upon hearing the informant's words, they couldn't help but exchange a barrage of scornful remarks.

"Wait, wait, wait. Wait for what? By the time your manager gets here, the flowers will have wilted."

"Young man, don't listen to him. It’s not just the jewelry companies that offer high prices; we have just as much sincerity."

"Exactly, three or four million is indeed too low! I can offer a high price of six million!"

Was six million a high price? That was subjective, open to interpretation. Regardless, for the top-grade jadeite Wang Guan had cut, six million was truly nothing.

"Seven million!"

Knowing powerful competitors were approaching, the people present had to seize the opportunity, and the price soared continuously, increasing by almost a million each time.

It wasn't that they didn't value money, but the current bids hadn't even touched the floor value of the jadeite. As seasoned industry insiders, they naturally understood the market price of Imperial Green glass-type jadeite.

Or rather, jadeite of this quality already possessed heirloom value; even buying it at the current market price, it was estimated to appreciate by twenty to thirty percent next year...

"Ten million!"

Amidst the many bids, Wang Guan remained composed, entirely unmoved; in fact, he found the noise somewhat irritating. He casually held up one finger and smiled lightly, "This is the reserve price for the jadeite. If it's below this price, please don't bother speaking."

"Ten million?"

In an instant, many were stunned, then relieved. This piece of jadeite was truly worth that much, perhaps even more than this price. Ten million was considered cheap.

Of course, it was cheap, but for many present, this price made them shake their heads and sigh, wisely withdrawing from the competition. They had initially thought Wang Guan was young and perhaps easily fooled, allowing them to grab a bargain. Now it seemed there was no hope; nobody was truly stupid these days. Hoping someone else was foolish was in itself an unwise notion.

Simultaneously, one informant, overjoyed, rushed to exclaim, "Ten million! Our company will take it."

"Ten million is nothing! We bid eleven million!"

The informants weren't just simple messengers; they possessed some degree of independent authority. Moreover, they had already received authorization during their earlier calls reporting the situation, so within the permitted price range, they weren't afraid to compete.

"Eleven million five hundred thousand..."

As the price slowly climbed, several informants quickly grabbed their phones to contact their supervisors, continuously reporting the on-site prices. It truly had the atmosphere of a major auction.

The price was rising slowly, already breaking past thirteen million—money an ordinary person couldn't earn in a lifetime, yet it was the power of capital. Others, no matter how much they loved jadeite, lacked the capital and could only watch helplessly.

This group included Boss Yang, who looked utterly dejected. If the price had been only eight or nine million, he could have gritted his teeth and scraped together the funds. But once it broke ten million, unless he bankrupted himself, he had no choice but to back off.

"Fourteen million six hundred thousand—that's the highest bid. Is there anything higher? Nothing more?" Wang Guan momentarily took on the role of auctioneer, asked a few times, and then concluded decisively, "Very well, sold!"

Wang Guan knew that such a large piece of top-grade jadeite, once cut by the jewelry company and intricately carved into bangles, pendants, and ring settings, would certainly sell for far more than fourteen million six hundred thousand.

However, one should be content and shouldn't expect to capture the entire profit margin. If there were no benefits for the buyer, why would they pay such a high price for your item? A win-win situation where everyone benefits is the best outcome.

In any case, Wang Guan clearly remembered purchasing the rough stone that yielded the top-grade jadeite for a few tens of thousands of Euros. Converted, that was at most one or two hundred thousand RMB. Deducting the cost, netting over fourteen million in profit, what could he possibly be dissatisfied with?

In any case, under the envious gazes of the crowd, Wang Guan directly handed the top-grade jadeite to the informant who had placed the highest bid for safekeeping. Only when the informant's company manager arrived did they formally sign the transfer contract.

Before that, Wang Guan hadn't forgotten his original purpose. He proceeded to unload another piece of rough material from the truck, preparing to continue cutting.

"This is a flower-plate material..."

The onlookers glanced at it but were not particularly enthusiastic.

The so-called flower-plate material referred to medium-grade rough jadeite that contained some green specks, mottled green, or had good translucency even without green. The shops and warehouses on the stone-gambling street were full of such material; they saw it every day and were tired of it, naturally showing little interest.

There was a reason for this. After going to the Myanmar Public Auction, Wang Guan realized that his net worth of over a hundred million was insignificant there. Various high-risk rough stones had extremely high base prices, and bidders often offered even higher amounts. In other words, even if he successfully bid for the good material, there wouldn't be much room for profit.

Under those circumstances, Wang Guan didn't want to waste time. He simply targeted medium-to-low-grade rough material instead.

Speaking of which, Wang Guan felt a need to thank the Myanmar government for its strong support. If they hadn't implemented the public auction system, stipulating that jadeite transactions could only occur there, he wouldn't have had the chance to sweep up everything in one go.

Wang Guan knew the true quality of the flower-plate material, but others didn't. Thus, after taking a quick look, they ignored it and, while waiting for the informant’s manager, crowded around to admire the top-grade jadeite.

The informant knew this was a good opportunity for advertising and naturally didn't refuse the crowd's interest, even handing out business cards widely.

Some customers carefully pocketed the cards, thinking that while they couldn't afford the large piece of jadeite, perhaps they could afford smaller items like pendants or beads. This was exactly the informant's goal: by attracting these customers, the money spent on buying this top-grade jadeite would eventually be earned back.

While everyone was admiring the jadeite, Wang Guan did not hesitate. Similar to before, he began cutting the flower-plate material with fierce precision, stability, and speed. These rough and aggressive movements made two or three onlookers shake their heads repeatedly. If they hadn't been acquaintances, they might have stepped forward to stop him.

The method was crude, but it had to be admitted that this level of cutting was fast—only a little over ten minutes, and Wang Guan finished up. Just like before, he casually tossed the cut stone into the water basin and then slowly washed his hands.

"Ah..."

Just then, a person’s eyes widened, and they shrieked as if they had seen a ghost.

"What is it?"

The bystanders naturally grew curious, glanced over, and then also opened their mouths wide, their gazes somewhat stunned. After a long pause, one person snapped back to reality and shouted in shock, "It increased! And by a lot!"

"What? Increased again? His luck is about to explode!"

Hearing the shout, Boss Yang immediately squeezed through the crowd. He lowered his head to look at the jadeite reflecting green in the water basin, and a look—perhaps of shock, perhaps of horror—flickered across his eyes.

However, what happened once made the second time easier. Boss Yang was now somewhat experienced. After steadying himself, he carefully fished the jadeite out of the water, meticulously wiped away the moisture, and began to examine it closely.

"Ice Type, Emerald Green!"

The onlookers exclaimed. Although the texture of Ice Type was a grade lower than Glass Type, one must remember that Emerald Green was a grade higher than Imperial Green. Therefore, it was genuinely difficult to judge which of the two jadeites held higher value.

Despite the saying, "Outsiders look at color, insiders look at texture," the quality of Ice Type was not poor; its purity and transparency were very high, and the finest pieces were often sold as Glass Type—belonging to the very high-end spectrum of jadeite.

If you can't buy Glass Type, Ice Type isn't bad either!

With that thought, many people glanced at each other and then surrounded Wang Guan, starting to make offers...