Chapter 835

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everyone's eyes turned to Yang Zimei, but they found that she could cut that piece of wool neatly. However, the way she cut it was really not flattering.

When the wool was a waste stone, she directly used the cutter to cut everything in the middle. Zeng Tianhua was terrified. She stopped her and said, "Niu Niu, you can't cut the wool like this. In case there is emerald, you will cut it!"

"Uncle, isn't there no emerald?"

Yang Zimei pretended to be innocent. He took a knife and continued to break the wool into pieces.

"Ha ha, sister, it seems that you are really a country girl. You have the strength to cut such a strong wool. It's a pity that the rural girl is a rural girl, and you don't know anything about it."

Zhou jieying sneered at one side, "aren't you afraid to cut down like this, let your uncle, let Mr. Murong go bankrupt?"

"Hee hee --"

Yang Zimei grinned at her, "my purpose is to make you and your supporters bankrupt. As for my uncle and Mr. Murong, I don't think they will go bankrupt."

"You think you are a fairy? Can you control the game? "

Zhou jieying looked contemptuously at the five pieces of wool left over by Yang Zimei. "Do you want to win over me with the last five pieces of small and ugly wool? Don't daydream. You'd better go home and farm early. Don't make a fool of yourself. "

"I like to be humiliated, so what?"

Yang Zimei picked up his eyebrows and said, "or, let's add it? Ten million is too little! "

"Add? Are you rich? "

Zhou jieying squinted at her, "I'd like to raise it. I'm afraid you can't afford to give me money. Don't sell yourself to make money. Tut, I think, even if it's selling yourself, it can't sell much money? Those big stars are only a few hundred thousand at most

"I can lend her money!"

Murong Yunqing opened his voice on one side.

"Mr. Murong, are you out of your head?" Zhou jieying saw Murong Yunqing help Yang Zimei again and again. She was angry and said what she said.

"Miss Zhou, is it none of your business whether I am in my head or not?"

Murong glanced at her faintly, then turned to look at Yang Zimei, "Xiaomei, how much do you want to borrow?"

"200 million."

Yang Zimei's voice made the people's heart beat, and then the whole audience was in a state of uproar.

"200 million? Is there any mistake? Does this little girl have the concept of money? Think it's a mint coin at any time

"It's very strange that Mr. Murong is still helping her to go crazy with her even though she's going to lose

When Zeng Tianhua heard the number reported by Yang Zimei, his eyelids also jumped.

Even if he lost all his wealth, he only had more than 100 million yuan.

"Niu Niu, don't make a fool of yourself. 200 million yuan is not for joking." He said nervously to Yang Zimei.

Yang Zimei laughed and turned to Murong Yunqing. "Mr. Murong, do you have so much money to lend me?"

"There is no cash. However, this shop, together with the woolen materials here, is enough for a mortgage of 200 million yuan." Murong Yunqing road.

"That's good."

Yang Zimei turned to look at Zhou jieying, "Miss Zhou, 200 million, can you afford to bet?"

Zhou jieying heard that Murong Yunqing wanted to mortgage all the woolen materials of the shop to help Yang Zimei. She was so angry that she couldn't wake up. "I have 300 houses in my name. How can I afford to gamble?"

"Oh, it's sister Fang!"

Yang Zimei said with a sudden realization, "no wonder our Chinese house prices are rising rapidly. It turns out that it is in your hands. I admire you!"

Zhou jieying recognized the irony of her tone and turned red with anger.

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