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    "What?"

    After hearing what Zhao Dabao said, Zhuang Shaoyou was dumbfounded for a while, "Whywhy?"

    Zhuang Ruoyun next to her was also stunned for a moment. The correct strategy, shouldn't Zhao Dabao decisively sell the eighteen Buddhist beads after listening to her brother Zhuang Shaoyou's words?

    "Yes, cousin, why don't you sell it? People use it as birthday gifts. Isn't it good for the beauty of adulthood?"

    He Jingya didn¡¯t quite understand Zhao Dabao. After all, in her opinion, her cousin was definitely not a collector of antiques, and the eighteen Buddhist beads were useless in his hands. What could he do with them if he didn¡¯t sell them.

    Facing the astonished looks of the three people, Zhao Dabao looked calm. He shrugged and smiled at Zhuang Shaoyou: "It's very simple. On the day of Mr. Zhuang's birthday, didn't we agree that I would go too?"  Happy birthday, I can use these eighteen beads as a gift."

    "¡­¡­What did you say?"

    When Zhuang Shaoyou heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Dabao, my brother, please stop making trouble, okay?"

    "Don't you have the authentic painting of Tang Bohu in your hand? Last time I asked you to sell it to me, you also used this reason not to sell it."

    "Is it possible that you are going to wish my grandpa a birthday and plan to send him several birthday gifts?"

    "Don't make trouble, really don't make trouble, think about it, if you do this, where will the dignity of grandchildren like me and Ruoyun go?"

    Zhuang Shaoyou almost knelt down in front of Zhao Dabao. It was enough to give him an authentic painting of Tang Bohu, plus eighteen Buddhist beads. You said you just went with Xing Jiaying to join in the fun, and you gave such a big birthday gift. Picture  What are you?

    "Ahem, what the hell, I really didn't make a fuss."

    Zhao Dabao touched his nose angrily and said embarrassedly: "The original painting of Tang Bohu is gone and was burned by fire."

    As he spoke, he spread his hands with a look of helplessness on his face.

    That time when he and Xing Jiaying were returning from Guzhuang Town, they were attacked halfway and the car was destroyed. Tang Bohu's original work was also placed in the car and burned together.

    "Who are you lying to?"

    Zhuang Shaoyou rubbed his brows feebly, "Are you willing to burn Tang Bohu's original work?"

    "Ask my sister, or ask your cousin. As long as one of them believes you, I won't tell you about the eighteen beads."

    There was no need for Zhao Dabao to ask. As soon as he looked over, Zhuang Ruoyun and He Jingya shook their heads together, definitely not believing it either.

    This is not surprising!

    The authentic work of Tang Bohu is priceless, who would be willing to burn it?

    Seeing this, Zhao Dabao also sweated. It seemed that unless he told the truth, he would not be able to make Zhuang Shaoyou and others believe that he was telling the truth.

    ¡°However, those were all personal matters and involved many grievances, so he didn¡¯t want to say too much.

    After thinking secretly for a while, Zhao Dabao felt helpless. Forget it, just sell the eighteen Buddhist beads to Zhuang Shaoyou. Anyway, he just needs money to build a house now.

    "Okay, okay, I lost to you, I'll sell it to you."

    Zhao Dabao smiled bitterly and said, "Your price is too high. If it's too cheap, I won't sell it."

    "Haha, the price is easy to say, you can definitely sell it."

    Seeing that Zhao Dabao relented, Zhuang Shaoyou breathed a sigh of relief, shook his paper fan and said, "Thirty million, how about it?"

    "thirty million?"

    Zhao Dabao took a breath and asked word by word.

    When he saw Zhuang Shaoyou nodded, he was speechless.

    Damn it!

    What does a rich person mean?

    This is called a rich person!

    Without blinking an eye, I quoted a price of 30 million. This is simply a rich man who cannot be richer anymore!

    But he was relieved when he thought about the scene when Zhuang Shaoyou and Xing Jiaying once joined forces at the Guzhuang Town auction house to bid for hundreds of millions.

    If you have money, you are really willful!

    "Thirty million? This, this, this"

    He Jingya's eyes widened, and she was also stunned by the price. The thing she bought for three thousand yuan, when she changed hands, the price directly increased ten thousand times, and she sold it for thirty million. This money was earned faster than robbing a bank.  ah.

    In comparison, Zhuang Ruoyun is much calmer. Not to mention 30 million, even 300 million is not something her brother can't afford.

    As long as you get value for money, money really doesn't matter, unless the money is too huge.

    "How about it?"

    &nbsBut on the surface, she is still a widow and does not have much influence on Zhao Dabao. But once they live together, she will tear off the last piece of covering cloth and tell everyone openly.

    "What's wrong?"

    Zhao Dabao didn't care that his parents were around, so he hugged Sun Yuxiang directly into his arms and comforted him: "Do you think there is anyone in Qingshan Village who doesn't know about our affairs?"

    "But do you see anyone talking nonsense?"

    "Some people may have thought about it, but no one has said it, because I, Zhao Dabao, have done a lot of good things for everyone and worked hard to improve everyone's lives. As long as I am not that kind of ungrateful person, who will treat me and you?"  Are you making irresponsible remarks?"

    "So, Sister Yuxiang, just rest assured that nothing will happen to you."

    "Besides, sooner or later we have to live together openly. You forgot that our family is about to have a baby!"

    As he spoke, he smiled and reached out to touch Sun Yuxiang's belly. He could vaguely feel a little life beating inside.

    "Yes, Yuxiang, you are still worried about this at this time, you are really a silly girl."

    Liu Huifang also smiled and said with relief: "Listen to Dabao and stop worrying about these things. If you worry too much and affect my grandson or granddaughter, I will criticize you."

    Zhao Zhenhai also nodded with deep understanding. For him and Liu Huifang, the sky and the earth are not as big as the baby in Sun Yuxiang's belly.

    After all, that is the inherited bloodline of his old Zhao family!

    Listening to the persuasion of Zhao Dabao and the others, Sun Yuxiang was moved and said nothing more. She could only nod her head and said happily: "Well, I listen to you, just do what Dabao said."

    "This is so good, haha!"

    Zhao Dabao kissed Sun Yuxiang on the cheek, then chuckled, let go of Sun Yuxiang, and said: "Then I will go to Mr. Yang now and ask him to help build a house." (Remember this website's website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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