admire."

"I also want to ensure that there are no mistakes in this premier conference, so I have to be careful."

"Well, Mr. Wei has thought carefully and is right. This time, we only have 50,000 yuan in total. As for the extra 30,000 yuan..."

Su Qi'an pretended to smile, and then said leisurely, "I wonder how much the poems written by Su can be sold for?"

"Based on the current black market, Mr. Su's new poems can cost at least 5,000 yuan a piece. If it is a masterpiece like the one he made in the Third Courtyard half a month ago, it can be sold for 10,000 taels."

Not long after Su Qian's voice fell, the boy holding the sign behind him opened his mouth to explain.

Su Qian nodded and looked at Wei Yun with a smile, "Su doesn't have much of anything, but he has some poetry. I wonder if Mr. Wei is satisfied this time?"

Wei Yun's face was stiff. He had calculated everything, but he had missed this incident.

Wei Yun regained his composure, said a few perfunctory words, and then got on the boat.

But in the atmosphere inside the ship, everyone present could tell that Wei Yun was frustrated again.

But what they were more impressed by was Su Qi'an.

This kind of talent really makes people jealous.

Su Qi'an said this, which showed that he was confident, and those smart people started to follow Su Qi'an one after another.

At the same time, the number of Bai Yue in several betting markets also increased.

Although their financial resources are not comparable to those of these wealthy families, they are very satisfied if they can make some small money.

Some people change their mind, and some people insist on it.

They see further than these speculators. Su Qian can rely on his talent to spend a lot of money.

But don’t forget, who is the manipulator behind the top conference, and who is the ultimate beneficiary?
Chapter completed!