C87 A Rank-2 Boss

"Sir, I want this piece."

Ye Ziheng held the fist-sized raw stone in one hand and handed the hundred-dollar bill to Sir with the other.

The old man looked at him and shook his head with a smile. However, he still took the hundred-yuan note from Ye Ziheng.

Although he did not want to see a child like Ye Ziheng come to such a place at such a young age, he had already advised him