After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Zheng San saw this scene and blamed himself in his heart. Why didn't he think of holding an umbrella for the young lady? ! He is indeed a gigolo! He is so considerate!

"Where is Brother Long? Should we ask him to come over or should we go find him?" Zhang Ran withdrew his gaze from the distance and fixed it on Zheng San's face.

"I've already contacted him." Zheng San quickly explained: "The mine is too big, we'd better not walk around, let's wait for him to find us." The mine is patrolled by armed guards. If we walk around and cause misunderstandings, and get shot by them, it would be too unfair to die.

Zhang Ran could only wait where he was. He looked up at the blazing sun above his head, then looked down at the many workers in the mine who were sunburned. He decisively got back into the car, sat in the air-conditioner and waited. Those who don't enjoy their blessings and endure hardships are idiots.

Several grown men, unafraid of the sun, stood outside the car waiting.

A grown man holding an umbrella in the mine was too conspicuous. Lin Jing put away the umbrella and stood there with Zheng San waiting.

Soon, a tanned man wearing trousers and a vest with a green dragon tattooed on his body strode over.

"Brother Long! I'm here!" Zheng San quickly waved towards Long Hao to get his attention.

Long Hao strode closer, his eyes swept across the driver, and when they fell on the unfamiliar face of Lin Jing, he looked at him twice more.

"Brother Long." Zheng San looked at Long Hao in a flattering manner, motioning him to look at the other people in the car, "I brought a big boss here, she wants to buy some rough stones to play with, what do you think?"

"We are all brothers! No problem!" Long Hao slapped Zheng San hard on the shoulder. He stretched his neck to look inside the car and saw a young woman wearing sunglasses sitting in the back of the car.

Could this be the big boss that Zheng San mentioned? I'm afraid he can't even afford a truckload of raw diamonds?

Seeing that Zhang Ran wanted to get out of the car, Lin Jing stepped forward and opened the door. After she got out of the car, he held up the black umbrella over her head again to protect her from the scorching sun.

"Brother Long, hello. Meeting you is worse than hearing about you." Zhang Ran extended his hand towards Long Hao. "My name is Zhang Ran. I want to buy a batch of raw stones. Can I just come to you?"

Long Hao stretched out his hand and shook hers, boasting, "Of course!"

There are many persons in charge at the mine, and Long Hao is one of them. He is responsible for negotiating business with bosses from all over the country who come to the mine. There is also a competitive relationship between the persons in charge.

Long Hao is usually careless and his performance is always at the bottom every month.

"I heard from Zheng San that you are his brother, so can he choose any raw stones he wants when he comes to you to buy them?" Zhang Ran continued to flatter him with a smile, trying to flatter him and profit from it.

Just pick? It sounded like a small business. Long Hao glanced at Zheng San with a half-smile, and Zheng San lowered his head in fear.

Although the two of them are on close terms, in reality, Long Hao is just giving face to Zheng San.

Long Hao took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, and squinted at Zhang Ran, "Miss Zhang, right? Zheng San may have forgotten to tell you about the rules of the mine. We sell raw stones by truckload, whether it's a big truck or a small truck. You are not allowed to pick and choose. Otherwise, everyone who wants to buy raw stones will come to pick and choose, and it will take forever." Besides, if they pick all the good ones, who will they sell the rest to? The mine gives wholesale prices.

"Brother Long, you misunderstood. I didn't explain myself clearly." Zhang Ran smiled and explained, "I have to have a good eye for raw stones when buying them. As long as I take a look at them and like them, I will let the workers load the raw stones onto the truck. This doesn't count as being picky, right?"

Hearing this, Zheng San subconsciously glanced at Lin Jing, who had not spoken a word from beginning to end.