Under the spotlight, Song Yan spent 20 minutes to extract the last rough stone and once again obtained a piece of high-grade jade, which attracted exclamations and envy from the onlookers. Finally, he sold this piece for 36 million yuan. The jade was sold to another person who had previously participated in the bidding.
Today, Song Yan bought a total of nine rough stones, each of which increased in price, making a total profit of about 182 million. He was very satisfied with this.
It must be said that he created a myth.
For a time, countless people thrust their business cards at him, which he accepted with a smile. Some even offered him 2 million yuan to help him select three rough stones.
However, Song Yan refused.
Just when Song Yan said goodbye to Tai Yong, the other party took the initiative and suggested: "Brother Song, I think Jiang Xianyong will definitely not give up. Why don't I call some people over and let's leave together."
Song Yan waved his hand: "I understand my brother's intention, but you are a businessman after all, and it will not be good for you to get involved in this matter."
Seeing Song Yan's refusal, Tai Yong couldn't help but feel anxious: "Brother, although Jiang Xianyong takes both sides, he still can't cover the sky with one hand. Although Tai Yong is not very capable, he can still do it if he has to risk everything to save me."
"Thank you, brother." Song Yan said gratefully, but immediately he changed the subject, and a bit of confidence appeared on his face: "Since I dare to disgrace Jiang Xianyong, I naturally have the means to protect myself, so you really don't have to I'm worried about him. It's okay if he doesn't come to trouble me. If he dares to come, I'll make sure he looks good."
Hearing Song Yan speak so confidently, and thinking of his miraculous ability to gamble on stones, Tai Yong secretly thought, could it be that Brother Song is an expert with great abilities
"If that's the case, then I won't force you."
After exchanging a few words with Tai Yong, Song Yan walked towards the outside of the stone gambling den.
In a luxurious room in the stone gambling den.
Jiang Xianyong's dog-headed military advisor Yang Zaicai came in a hurry and reported to him: "Mr. Jiang, the guy named Song has already left."
"good!"
After hearing the news, Jiang Xianyong suddenly stood up from his seat, with a cold light in his eyes: "Let the brothers follow closely, and arrest them as soon as they reach a remote place."
"Mr. Jiang, please rest assured. I have arranged a total of three people. Even if the man named Song has wings, he will not be able to fly!" Yang Zaicai said very confidently.
"Go." Jiang Xianyong waved his hand and dismissed Yang Zaicai, but he thought about it in his heart. Song Yan made 180 million in the stone gambling field today. He guarded such a large stone gambling field and only made about the same in a month. This number.
He had already planned to make him disappear once he caught the man surnamed Song and transferred his money.
Anyway, this is not the first time he has done something like making people disappear, so there is no psychological pressure.
As soon as Song Yan walked out of the stone gambling den, he felt someone was staring at him. A faint sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You really won't die if you don't seek death!"
He originally wanted to take a taxi, but gave up immediately.
As soon as he took a few steps, a van without a license plate parked near the stone betting ground quietly started and followed Song Yan seven or eight meters away.
At the same time, three young men walked out of the canteen next to the stone gambling den and dropped Song Yan three or four meters away.
In addition, there was a black car parked more than ten meters in front of Song Yan. A pair of eyes stared at him coldly through the car window.
After a little observation, Song Yan found three groups of people staring at him.
I wonder if these three groups of people are all members of Jiang Xianyong or from different camps
Song Yan seemed unaware of this and instead took out his mobile phone and made a call.
Finally, when Song Yan reached a relatively remote section of the road, the three people following him suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of him, blocking his way. At the same time, the van following closely behind also rushed up, and the door opened. Open, three people jump out.
Song Yan felt his eyes go dark, a large sack was put over his head, and then a shower of fists and kicks fell on him, and he screamed in cooperation and fell to the ground.
Since Jiang Xianyong wanted to play, he had to give him a deep memory. This was also the reason why he deliberately missed and was captured.
"Damn it, I can't help but beat you!"
Seeing Song Yan fainted, a young man kicked him disdainfully.
"It's three, hurry up and get him in the car." The leader said.
Immediately, several young people quickly carried the "faint" Song Yan into the van, and then drove directly to the suburbs.
After the car started, the leader took out his mobile phone and dialed a number and reported: "Military advisor, we have succeeded."
"Good job! Followed the plan."
On the other end of the phone, dog-headed military advisor Yang Zaicai hung up the phone and quickly came to the room where Jiang Xianyong was. He reported excitedly: "Mr. Jiang and the others have succeeded and are taking that guy to Fulin Village."
Hearing this, Jiang Xianyong couldn't help but show excitement: "Ask someone to prepare the car, we will go to Fulin Village immediately."
Fulin Village is a remote village more than 30 kilometers away from Xiangcheng. There are no villagers living in this village, so Jiang Xianyong found someone to buy the village.
Generally, he would handle some shady matters in Fulin Village.
After driving for more than an hour, the van entered a bumpy country road. There were seven people in the van including the driver. However, they did not seem to be worried that Song Yan would escape. After putting him into the car, they ignored him. Instead, they split into two teams and played cards.
A black car followed five or six hundred meters behind the van. It was the same one from before. Through his clairvoyance power, Song Yan discovered that there was only one person in the car. The man was probably in his early thirties, with a fierce appearance and a look in his eyes. There is even a sinister smell.
And through the aura on his body, Song Yan judged that this guy should be a warrior with great skills.
Finally, after driving on the bumpy road for twenty minutes, the van drove into a silent village and stopped in front of a walled courtyard.
"We're here, get this guy in quickly." The leading gangster yelled.
So, several gangsters lifted Song Yan out of the yard, threw him into a room and locked him up.
"boom!"
The door of the modified iron room was closed. Song Yan pulled off the sack and stood up. After looking around, he found that the room only had a vent the size of a bowl. It seemed that this was a secret base built by Jiang Xianyong.
Concentrating, the sounds of several gangsters talking came from outside.
"Second brother, I heard that the guy inside made more than 180 million today. Do you think that after getting this part of the money, how much will Mr. Jiang give to us?" Song Yan remembered that the person who spoke should be the man named San. A bastard.
"With Mr. Jiang's generosity, he will give at least five million to us brothers."
This time it was the leader who spoke.
"Five million! So, if we divide it equally, each of the seven of us can get more than 700,000!" San'er's voice became excited and suddenly increased a lot.
"Looking at your potential, you will be satisfied with more than 700,000 yuan. As long as you work hard with Mr. Jiang, let alone 700,000 yuan, you will earn 7 million yuan sooner or later!" the second brother, the leader, said again.
Author's digression: Thank you to the two rogue lords td71276667 for their generous reward. (To be continued)