Chapter 132 - 132 Egoism (1)
I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!
132 Egoism (1)
Martin continued to shout, âThe three of them got such good goods! How could that be possible? I think theyâre secretly taking back the ones they chose in the morning! Itâs not fair. Iâm not convinced! Everyone saw it with their own eyes. The one I chose was under the existing conditions.â
âYeah, I really didnât pay attention to where Jack and the others chose them from.â
âI didnât see them either. They even came a few minutes earlier. It does sound like they were prepared.â
Jack was furious. Martin was the one who started the trouble, but they were the ones being blamed instead!
âMartin, stone gambling is all about luck. Thereâs only one-third of the goods left. Are we really that unlucky to meet them? Who can guarantee that you canât find better goods on the field now?â Jack said loudly.
As long as the raw stone was not cut open, no one would know what was inside. Everyone kept silent when they heard this.
Vivian took a few steps forward and said loudly, âThe stall weâre going to is in the corner. There are still many raw stones left over there. If you want to take a look, we can take you there. Actually, I donât want to talk about this. Just like Jack said, stone gambling itself is related to luck. Maybe later, Martin will say that the stall owner colluded with us. Any excuse will serve a tyrant1.â
Vivian had deliberately said these words to block Martinâs way out directly. Anything that could prove that they did not set up a trap to harm Martin would be overturned by him, so it would be useless no matter how much evidence he had.
After Vivian pointed it out, everyone had their own judgment in their hearts.
At this time, Martin already had no way to back down. He could only go to the place to see if there were any loopholes he could take advantage of and then make a plan.
The bearded tattooed man was leaning against the wall and basking in the sun. Because everyone had gone to watch the show, there was no one at the other stalls, and there was no one at his stall either.
He squinted his eyes and hummed a song. Suddenly, he saw the few people who were buying raw stones from him walk toward him. There was a large group of people behind them. He was so scared that he stood up.
âDonât be rash! Thereâs always winning and losing in stone gambling. Those raw stones were picked by you guys just now, so you canât blame me id you didnât get a good one! Donât think that you can break the rules of this circle just because you have more people.â
âBoss, Iâm not asking for a refund,â Vivian replied loudly with a smile. âThey just want to see where I bought the goods.â
The tattooed man, who was setting up a stall here for the first time, heaved a sigh of relief. He seized the opportunity to promote his own raw stones. It was rare for him to see so many customers at once. âYou scared me to death. I told you that Iâm good! Then you can take a look again. If thereâs anything you like, Iâll give you a discount. Returning customers are also considered old customers! Please take a look. Iâve carefully selected these.â
The other partyâs reaction and the natural conversation between the two sides made the onlookers believe that they had just taken the raw stone and begun to study it.
âThe goods here are indeed not bad!â
âI think so too. I think thereâs a high chance that thereâll be green jade in this area. Even if thereâs no green, the quality of the glaze-type wonât be too bad!â n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âThere are indeed more goods left here than other stalls. Itâs just that the location is not good. I think most people will pass it with a glance.â
âIt seems that the truth of the matter is clear. They were just lucky to find a good stall. Martin, youâre a big man, so you should be more forthright and accept your loss.â
âMartin, you either admit defeat or go back on your word. Donât dawdle and just choose one.â
âChoose one!â
Everyone was rummaging through the stalls for raw stones that they thought would be of good quality.
When Martin arrived, he was the first one to rush over to take a look. The more he looked, the more disappointed he became. He was upset that he didnât come here today!
Seeing this scene, he knew that whatever he said was useless. No matter how he argued, Vivian could easily refute him. He could only find ways to reduce the loss.
Martin knew that he had to protect the reputation of the jewelry shop, otherwise, he might not be the head of the family when he returned to Sage City tomorrow.
Martin looked at Jack, who was glaring at him and stepped forward with a fawning smile. âJack, for the sake of our many years of knowing each other, can we just auction a few items this afternoon?â
Jack sneered. âYou also know that weâve known each other for many years. Why didnât you think of our friendship when you framed us before?â
Vivian crossed her arms in front of her chest and said nonchalantly, âYouâre such a delicate egoist. When you need helps, youâll talk about friendship. When they are useless, you donât even care about old feelings. Youâre even willing to hit a person for your own benefit when theyâre down.â