After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

The little mouse didn't have the boss's eyesight, and couldn't recognize that there were many skilled bodyguards hiding in the venue. He was wondering why the boss didn't do this. Could it be that he really regarded Lin Jing as a brother?

Although the gambling stone venue provides free food and drinks, the food is exquisite and delicious, and the drinks are not bad either.

Zhang Ran ordered a cup of black tea and sat in a secluded corner, sipping the tea while enjoying the free dessert provided by the venue. It was sweet but not greasy and delicious.

"Miss Zhang." Zheng San put a piece of ice cream on the table in front of Zhang Ran. "The girls who come to the venue like to have one. Try it."

You cannot eat food given by strangers, but if you ask for it from others, you can eat it before the other party has time to poison you.

Even though Zhang Ran liked ice cream, she would not touch the food handed to her by Zheng San, but she still expressed her gratitude on her face.

Zheng San didn't care whether Zhang Ran ate ice cream or not. He came over to ask questions, "From Miss Zhang's accent, you are from Beijing?"

After staying in school for a long time, Zhang Ran likes to speak Mandarin no matter where she goes, but as soon as she returns to the village, she will automatically speak the local dialect. It is not surprising that Zheng San misunderstands that she is from Beijing.

Although Zheng San did not get a response, in his opinion, the other party had acquiesced. His eyes changed again when he looked at Zhang Ran, with a hint of flattery, "I just saw that Brother Lin Jing has been buying raw stones, but he didn't go to the master to cut the stones. Isn't Miss Zhang worried about losing money?"

"Just for fun." She had reached a consensus with Lin Jing. If the raw stone turned out as he said, she would give him a 5% commission. If she lost money, he would give her money.

Zhang Ran said what she wanted, but Zheng San was secretly shocked. The little mouse said that Lin Jing bought millions of raw stones, but she said it was just for fun? How rich must he be! "Miss Zhang, there is actually nothing good on this floor. Why don't I take you to the second floor to have a look?"

"Don't you want to wait until the raw stone is released before going up?" Zhang Ran reminded him with a smile.

Zheng San remembered this and was about to make amends when his subordinates brought the cut stone to him and congratulated him with a happy face, "Boss! It's really a glutinous variety!"

Zheng San carefully examined the cut raw stone and found it had a delicate texture. It was indeed a glutinous variety as Lin Jing had said.

The onlookers noticed the commotion here and gathered around. Someone liked the raw glutinous stone and started offering a price on the spot, asking Zheng San to sell it to him.

While Zheng San was busy discussing business, a middle-aged man walked up to Zhang Ran and introduced himself with a smile: "Hello, I am the manager of the gambling stone venue." He handed over a card respectfully, "This is our venue's VIP card. With this card, you can get a 5% discount on all rough stones purchased at this venue. The second floor will also be open to you, and you can go up and visit at any time."

Zhang Ran reached out to take the card and put it in his pocket.

The middle-aged man turned and left.

After Zhang Ran finished eating, Zheng San also sold the raw stone. He smiled and invited Zhang Ran to go to the second floor to find Lin Jing for a visit.

There were two security guards standing at the stairs, preventing other guests from going upstairs. They would only let in if they showed their VIP cards.

Even though Zheng San is a local boss, he has to show his VIP card before the security guards will let him in.

Compared to the noise on the first floor, the second floor is much quieter and there are fewer people. However, judging from their clothes, they all seem to be rich or noble and worth a lot of money.

There were more waiters walking around in the center of the venue than guests. They were carrying trays with higher-quality drinks than those on the first floor, so that guests could take them at any time as they passed by.