207: Chapter 207 Five Hundred Yuan, Finding a Top-Tier Jadeite at a Bargain Price

Manager Wang heard Su Yun's words and stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head and looked Su Yun up and down.

This person was wearing purple Taoist robes and a black medical mask on his face; he didn't look like a normal person at all.

"You want this stone?"

Manager Wang extended a chubby finger, pointing at the mud-covered block on the ground, his tone filled with disbelief.

Su Yun nodded. "Name a price."

Manager Wang was amused; he thought the person in front of him definitely had something wrong with his head.

This was clearly just a stepping stone covered in sludge. Even if it were given away for free, people would find it dirty.

Having worked in logistics at the convention center for so many years, Manager Wang had seen all sorts of oddballs, but someone paying for construction waste was definitely a first.

"I say, brother, did you get something wrong?" Manager Wang couldn't help but ask. "This is a stepping stone used for propping up the rain shelters."

"It doesn't even have any Pine Flower or Python Bands on it; it's purely a variant of a bluestone slab."

"Why would you buy it? To weigh down a pickle jar?"

Old Li, a worker, also laughed nearby. "Manager Wang, maybe he really wants to buy it to weigh down a pickle jar. With a piece this big, it'll definitely hold things down tight."

Another worker chimed in as well. "Exactly! If you want to buy raw stones, there are plenty on the display stands outside. This broken stone will be full of dirt once you cut it open."

Su Yun's tone remained flat. "That's none of your concern. Five hundred bucks, deal or no deal?"

Hearing this, the last bit of hesitation in Manager Wang's heart vanished.

They were short-handed for moving stones right now. If this fool was willing to pay to take it away, it would save the workers some trouble.

Who would turn away someone handing over money?

Manager Wang held up five short, stubby fingers and waved them in front of Su Yun.

"Five hundred bucks!"

"Give me five hundred, and you can take this stone right now!"

Su Yun didn't waste a single word. He reached into the pocket of his wide Taoist robes, pulled out his phone, tapped the screen a few times, and brought up the WeChat scan function.

He pointed his phone camera directly at the ID badge hanging around Manager Wang's neck, which had a payment QR code for the logistics department on it.

With a "beep," the scan was successful.

Su Yun entered the amount of five hundred and pressed for fingerprint payment.

"WeChat payment received: five hundred yuan."

The crisp electronic notification rang out loudly in the storage area.

Manager Wang quickly pulled his phone from his pants pocket and checked the notification on the screen; the money had indeed arrived.

He was completely dumbfounded. Was there really such a huge sucker these days?

Five hundred bucks for a piece of junk stone, without even haggling.

Su Yun tucked his phone back into his pocket. "Write me a receipt, so the people at the venue don't say I stole it later."

Manager Wang snapped back to reality. Only a fool would pass up easy money.

He quickly pulled a small notebook and a ballpoint pen from his inner suit pocket, rested the notebook in his palm, and scribbled a few words on it.

Then he pulled out a red logistics department stamp from his waist and pressed it down firmly.

He tore off the page and handed it to Su Yun.

"Alright! Paid in full, the stone is yours." Manager Wang stuffed the receipt into Su Yun's hand.

He turned and waved to the two workers. "Alright, no need to move this one. Someone's paid for it. You two go move those small ones over there."

The two workers hurried over to work, still muttering to themselves that this purple-robed weirdo was truly a "more money than brains" type.

Su Yun glanced at the receipt in his hand, folded it casually, and stuffed it into his pocket.

He looked down at the half-meter-tall black boulder at his feet, his heart blooming with joy.

Buying a raw stone with such rich spiritual energy for only five hundred bucks was practically getting it for free.

As long as he got this stone back, he could break through to Qi Refining Level 3 tonight.

Just then, a huge commotion suddenly erupted from the main corridor outside the storage area.

It was very noisy, accompanied by security whistles and the gasps of the crowd.

Su Yun turned to look.

A crowd of people was swarming toward the largest VIP display stand nearby.

Walking at the very front was a young man in a white suit.

This man had his hair slicked back, wore gold-rimmed sunglasses on his nose, and had a glittering Patek Philippe on his wrist. He walked with a very arrogant posture.

Behind him followed four black-clad bodyguards, all over 1.9 meters tall.

These four bodyguards, with faces full of muscle, roughly pushed aside the crowd blocking the way, forcibly clearing a path.

"Move! Get out of the way!" the bodyguards shouted.

Someone in the crowd recognized the man in the white suit and began to whisper.

"My God, isn't that Zhang Shaoze, the son of the Jiang City jewelry tycoon, Boss Zhang?"

"It really is him. I heard he just returned from studying abroad and took over dozens of his family's major gold shops. He's a top-tier second-generation rich kid."

"Young Master Zhang actually came to the auction in person today. It looks like he's planning something big."

"Duh, didn't you see him heading straight for that VIP display stand? The one inside is the King of Stones for this auction!"

"I heard the starting price for that King of Stones is twenty million. Most people wouldn't even dare look at it."

The discussions from the people around were very loud, and they all reached Su Yun's ears.

Su Yun stood by the corrugated iron fence, watching coldly.

He had no interest in these mundane second-generation rich kids.

Zhang Shaoze walked to the center of the VIP display stand.

On the red velvet cushion of the stand sat a massive raw stone as tall as a person.

The skin of this raw stone showed the characteristic yellow sand crust of an Old Mine.

Most striking was a very obvious green Python Band that wrapped around the stone for a full circle.

A gold-plated sign stood next to the stand, reading "No. 001 King of Stones."

The owner of the stand was a middle-aged fat man with a beer belly.

Seeing Zhang Shaoze approach, he immediately bowed and went to meet him, the smile on his face extremely radiant.

"Oh, Young Master Zhang! You've come in person! Please excuse the lack of a proper welcome!"

The owner pointed at the person-sized raw stone and began to pitch it vigorously.

"Young Master Zhang, look at this King of Stones. It's authentic Burmese Old Mine Glass-type material."

"Look at this Python Band. If you shine a high-intensity flashlight on it, the green light penetrates straight to the core."

"If this is cut open, it will definitely produce top-grade Imperial Green!"

Before the owner could finish, Zhang Shaoze raised his hand and cut him off.

Zhang Shaoze didn't even take out a flashlight to look. He simply pulled a black bank card from his suit pocket.

With a "thwack," the black card was slapped directly onto the glass tabletop in front of him.

"Cut the crap. Thirty million. Swipe it!" Zhang Shaoze's voice was loud and full of confidence.

The whole place erupted in an uproar.

Thirty million, without even haggling, or even looking closely at the stone before taking it.

This was the power of a top-tier second-generation rich kid from Jiang City; his main style was being rich and headstrong.

The stand owner's eyes lit up with excitement, his hands trembling.

He held the black card, his hands shaking so much he even entered the password wrong once.

He re-entered the amount, swallowed hard as he looked at the long string of zeros on the screen, and hurried to the card reader to process it.

With a "beep," the transaction was successful.

The POS machine spat out a long receipt.

The stand owner handed the black card and the receipt back to Zhang Shaoze with both hands, bowing even lower.

"Young Master Zhang is truly generous! This King of Stones belongs to you. Shall I have someone wrap it up for you?" the owner asked tentatively.