CHAPTER 23: CHAPTER 23: SHEN WANTING’S DIVORCE

Under the lights, the incision revealed a warm, bluish-white color, with a very delicate texture, and no apparent cracks.

"Folks, the results are out, keep your eyes wide open."

"Wow! This texture is even better than expected!"

The streamer let out a gasp of surprise, then turned to look at Qi Yun, full of envy.

"With this cut, one can turn a profit! This texture can make several bracelets with no problem. If sold now, it would fetch at least thirty thousand yuan."

The old man also looked up and asked Qi Yun, "Do you want to continue cutting?"

Having already foreseen the result, Qi Yun didn’t feel too excited, calmly nodded, "Continue."

Upon hearing this, the old man focused once more on the jade stone, cutting along the crack with this cut.

As the buzz of the wire saw started, tiny sprays of water and stone debris splattered.

He skillfully controlled the saw wire with both hands, inching along the crack.

The streamer tightly gripped the phone, with the camera following the old man’s actions, speaking rapidly, "Folks, this cut is uncertain! Whether the crack is a fatal flaw will be revealed soon!"

As time passed, the old man’s forehead was drenched in sweat.

At this moment, Qi Yun also stood up, coming closer to watch.

Another ten minutes passed, and the buzz of the wire saw suddenly stopped.

The old man wiped his sweat and gently separated the cut jade stone.

Inside the stone, the texture became even more polished, so delicate that no impurity could be seen, most importantly, without a single crack.

The streamer’s eyes brightened instantly, excitedly shouting into the microphone, "Folks, this texture is perfect! With this quality, making two bracelets would be no problem!

Anyone interested, hurry and message me!"

Though Qi Yun didn’t know much about jade, he could tell this material was of superb quality.

The old man looked at the jade stone and nodded slightly, "This material is indeed good; making bracelets can sell for a good price."

"Buddy, someone in the stream is offering eighty thousand yuan, sell it or not?" The streamer excitedly grabbed Qi Yun’s arm and said.

After hearing, Qi Yun shook his head; the system’s price was over one hundred thousand, so definitely wouldn’t sell it for eighty thousand.

Then he said to the old man, "Master, please wrap it up for me."

Seeing this, the streamer continued shouting into the microphone, "The price isn’t right yet! Anyone willing to bid higher, quickly message me."

The old man fetched a piece of cloth, wrapped all the jade stones, then put them in a plastic bag and handed them over.

After taking them, Qi Yun thanked him, transferred five hundred yuan for labor, and planned to leave.

Seeing him leaving, the streamer hurriedly called out, "Buddy, don’t rush off; I have another offer, how about ninety thousand?"

Qi Yun paused his steps, turned, and said, "Fixed price, one hundred thousand yuan."

"I have business later, can wait for you for five minutes."

The streamer was stunned for a moment; this was also his estimated price and didn’t expect the other party to quote it so accurately.

He quickly bowed his head again, contacting buyers, his fingers flying across the screen.

After speaking, Qi Yun went out, lit a cigarette, and waited quietly.

In just three minutes, the streamer excitedly rushed out and shouted, "Buddy, it’s done! The buyer agreed to the deal at one hundred thousand yuan!"

Qi Yun nodded, smiling as he extended his hand, "Pleasure working with you!"

"Pleasure working with you!"

In a mere hour, turning one thousand into one hundred thousand yuan, perhaps that’s why so many people are obsessed with gambling on stones.

...

Returning to Xia Ping Village, Qi Yun headed directly to a Sichuan restaurant and called Skinny and others over.

Firstly, to thank them for their help today, and secondly, to inquire if anyone was willing to assist in selling goods the next few days.

After dining and drinking, everyone responded enthusiastically upon hearing he needed help.

Skinny was the first to speak, "Old Qi, since you asked, we’ll definitely assist; everyone’s idle anyway."

The person beside them echoed, "Exactly, exactly, Brother Qi, you’re too distant; it’s just a little favor!"

Qi Yun chuckled and pulled out cigarettes, sharing with everyone, "Thank you, brothers, for the help; won’t let you work for free, five hundred yuan a day for labor."

Upon hearing they could earn five hundred a day, everyone’s eyes lit up with delight; usually binding steel bars on construction sites, working tirelessly, only earned three to four hundred a day.

Moreover, once winter hit, there was no work at construction sites, causing everyone to seek odd jobs here and there, working one day and resting for three, basically earning nothing.

Though they didn’t know why Qi Yun suddenly started selling goods, he made money and still included them; everyone felt grateful.

Skinny excitedly raised his glass, "Old Qi, say no more, I’ll drink to that!"

"Brother Qi, rest assured, we’ll shout out loud tomorrow!"

"..."

Due to needing to work tomorrow, the feast didn’t last long, and everyone dispersed early.

After a busy day, Qi Yun returned to his rental room and fell asleep deeply.

Upon waking, it was already past seven in the morning.

Opening his eyes, he suddenly remembered he hadn’t checked today’s intelligence, so immediately summoned the panel.

[Today’s intelligence (Red): Shen Wanting and Qiu Jiahao applied for divorce registration at the civil affairs bureau yesterday, currently in a 30-day cooling-off period]

Divorce?

After clearly reading the intelligence, Qi Yun paused slightly.

He didn’t care whether these two would divorce; Shen Wanting, that woman, he had seen through long ago.

Can share wealth, but not hardships.

Now thinking back, when the two divorced, if he hadn’t transferred 50% property rights of the house to his daughter, she might not have agreed to live with the daughter.

According to that woman’s character, how much of the three thousand yuan monthly child support actually went to the daughter...

But if they do divorce and Shen Wanting loses her financial source, it should favor getting back custody of his daughter, right?

After considering briefly, Qi Yun shook his head and stopped thinking about it; there’s still a month anyway.

To forge ahead, one must rely on oneself; for now, the most important thing is to earn money and provide better living conditions for his daughter.

After a simple wash, he dressed and went out, heading to a breakfast shop to buy bags of steamed buns, then proceeded to Old Wang’s backyard.

It’s not yet eight o’clock, but Liu Meng and Wei Yong were already waiting early in the yard.

Seeing Qi Yun coming, the two rubbed their hands and stood up.

Qi Yun smiled as he passed the buns over, "Why didn’t you two go up to my room since you came early, have you eaten? Let’s eat some buns first."

Wei Yong accepted the buns with a simple smile and said, "Just arrived for a while, didn’t want to disturb your rest."

Liu Meng echoed, "I just got here too."

At that moment, Little Yellow heard the noise in the yard, and the light came on inside.

He opened the door sleepily, seeing it was Qi Yun and his group, then invited them inside.

Then, the truck driver and Skinny’s group gradually arrived, and after breakfast, they began loading goods swiftly.

In over half an hour, even Wei Yong’s small truck was entirely loaded.

Qi Yun, Wei Yong and his wife, Little Yellow, and Liu Meng each went to different locations, responsible for both selling goods and collecting money.

Skinny followed Qi Yun onto a truck, and as the vehicle started, the radio broadcasted the morning news.

"Due to the continuous blizzard and extreme cold weather, since yesterday, most airports in Jiang Province announced temporary closures, along with railways and highways..."