Chapter 72

Zheng Jiahui's face turned purple black, as if he had been poisoned. His eyes were burning, gnashing his teeth and staring at Zhang Ye bitterly.

Two million.

It's not a small sum for him.

You know, the whole Zheng family has only seven million yuan, and the two million yuan he gambled on just now is the expansion fund he borrowed from his grandfather and grandmother recently.

Originally thought that he not only let Zhang Ye lose to bankruptcy this time, and then slowly use money to grab the women around him, and finally put Zhang Ye under his feet.

Who would have thought that the script didn't develop as he thought.

The best ice jade.

The cruel facts in front of him directly smashed all his fluke.

Now he has even thought of how angry his father is when he comes home, and I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Zheng Jiahui's face turned pale to the extreme. He was in a cold sweat and collapsed on the ground.

And Yue Yao stood there, with a deep sense of inferiority in her heart.

Yes!

She has always regarded herself as the daughter of heaven, and has never even looked at Zhang Ye. Now when she looks at Zhou Mengru, she has only inferiority in her heart.

Look, temperament, talk.

She lost every one of the miserable, almost no strength to fight back.

However, such an elegant and gentle woman now embraces the man she once deeply despised and even refused to look at.

Am I really wrong?

With a bitter smile, she took a deep look at Zhang Ye, and suddenly felt that there was a faint light on the man's body, which was constantly releasing and gradually becoming dazzling.

But she has nothing to do with this man, she can only become the background and foil of this man's legendary life.

Zhang Xiaoli sneered at them without any pity.

This society is like this. Since you dare to be arrogant, you have to be able to bear the consequences of arrogance.

The world does not know that there is cause and effect. Who has cause and effect spared.

Zhang Ye didn't even want to look at the ugliness of these two people. Instead, he became very interested in the ancient Buddha.

"Mr. Wei, since that's the case, I'll be disrespectful." With a smile, he reached for the statue and touched it in his hand.

"Hum, don't be wild. Even if you take this Buddha statue, you can't sell it without someone like me. It's just a waste. " Old Wei became angry.

"Ha ha, Mr. Wei, when did I say I would sell it?" Zhang Ye said faintly, his slender fingers still touching something on the base of the Buddha statue.

"You don't sell it? What do you want to do? Can't you really get it home? " Old Wei frowned, wondering what Zhang Ye was going to do.

All of a sudden, Zhang Ye touched a very thin adhesive place on the base of the ancient Buddha. If it wasn't for the cultivation of the ancient book of covering the sky that enhanced his five senses, such a small adhesive place could not be found at all.

When he touched this place, he suddenly had a smile on his face. Holding the ancient Buddha, he put the base in front of his nose and smelled it.

If so, his eyes suddenly lit up, the smile on his face more brilliant.

"What's this kid doing?"

"He's not going to have any eccentricities."

"It's hard to say that nowadays people are baffled. Any strange behavior will happen."

Even next to Lin Xinghao are silly, turned to look at Zhou Mengru, only to find that she is also a face of inexplicable strange look, had to get in the past.

"What are you doing, Ono?"

"Just looking for something."

Zhang Ye laughed, raised his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Wei, aren't you curious about what I want to do with this ancient Buddha?"

Mr. Wei's face was ugly and he was still on airs: "it seems that you are still going to ask me to help you? I tell you, in Nanjiang antique shop, you can't sell as long as I say... "

He just said half of the words, eyes instantly enlarged, arrogant words immediately stuck in the throat, clucking can't say.

Because Zhang Yezheng's face is smiling, gently released his hand.

Snap!

The ancient Buddha fell to the ground and was smashed to pieces.

Broken?

How could he have smashed the two million yuan Guanyao ancient Buddha of the Southern Song Dynasty?

Everyone is silly, no one can believe Zhang Ye's crazy behavior.

"This guy is stupid. He has more than two million antiques. He can drop them if he says so."

"It shouldn't be. I guess he didn't hold it. Now he can't figure out how much he loves and regrets."

"I don't think so. This guy really let go on purpose."

"Then he's really crazy, unreasonable."

Looking at the debris on the ground, Mr. Wei felt as if someone had gouged out his heart.

If the things are still there, he can still find a way to get them back, even threats and inducements can be used.But he never dreamed that Zhang ye would break it so easily.

"You, you're crazy. You're destroying national cultural relics. You're going to jail." Wei Lao was angry and yelled.

Zhang Ye didn't even look at those silly people, but chose to ignore Wei's roar directly. He squatted down, picked up a fist sized black pimple from the debris, put it on his nose, smelled it gently, and burst into laughter.

It's really hidden in the ancient Buddha.

Looking at Zhang Ye's strange movements, people's eyes were gathered together again. One by one, they looked at Zhang Ye with a black pimple in his hand and laughed foolishly.

"This guy is really crazy."

"Who knows, it's estimated that even if it's not crazy, it's also a psycho. Hurry to stay away from him. It's not against the law to kill a psycho."

People's eyes became strange when they looked at him.

Of course, Zhou Mengru doesn't believe that her beloved man is crazy. She curiously goes to have a look, but she doesn't see anything.

"What's this, Ono?" She asked curiously.

"This is..."

Zhang Ye is about to explain, an old and gentle voice came: "little friend, I don't know if I can give this thing to the old man."

When they heard of the fame, their faces looked surprised and respectful.

The visitor is an old man who is over 80 years old. I'm afraid no one in the whole meeting hall, except Zhang Ye and Zhou Mengru, will not know this old man.

Han Kezhou.

Pinyuxuan's real boss behind the scenes, the three generations of his family, manage the jade business in Nanjiang City, almost monopolizing the whole jade market in Nanjiang City, with a value of 10 billion.

Over the years, Han has lived in a simple place, and even has few visitors. Today, I don't know why he came here.

Although has more than 80 years old, the hair has been gray, but is not old, strides like flying to Zhang Ye's front.

"Mr. Han, it's the fragrance that brings you out." Wei, who was in his fifties, was just like a primary school student in front of him, greeting him respectfully.