My own war game

Chapter 349 How to be the most precious
"Perfect! It's absolutely perfect!"

"The color, clarity and texture are almost perfect."

"The most surprising thing is that this tear-like shape is actually formed naturally! I have been in this field for 40 years and this is the first time I have seen this!"

A professional jewelry appraiser in his sixties put down his tools and stated his views incoherently, while standing behind him was the auction house's director Lawrence Horton.

A transaction of this level is no longer something that a small manager like Alvin can afford.

Normally, for a jewelry practitioner to lose composure like this in front of a client would make it easier for the seller to raise the price, but neither the appraiser nor Mr. Horton cared about that.

A rare treasure! A rare treasure that is not inferior to any famous product.

"I got this red diamond by accident while traveling. What do you think? Is it a jewel worthy of Your Highness?" He Chi pointed at the box in his hand.

"Of course, or rather, only Her Royal Highness the Princess is worthy of such a luxury item. Please allow us to auction it for you. We promise to only charge half of the handling fee." The boss Lawrence Horton said anxiously.

He had a hunch that the exhibition might be a turning point in his life. If he could get the royal family to buy the jewelry they were promoting, then the reputation of the entire Hams auction house would be established, and it might even have a chance to become an industry giant like Sotheby's and Christie's.

How much money to make is no longer a problem for the director to consider. He is more afraid that the other party will change his mind and leave.

Under Director Horton's expectant gaze, the man opposite nodded.

A few days later, those large diamonds were cut into an extremely luxurious diamond necklace, and the Tears of the Scarlet Girl was exhibited as a rough stone because it was too precious.
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At Windsor Castle, Elizabeth was sitting upright in her seat looking at the gift lists. Since George VI's health began to decline last year, she has partially taken over her father's work.

The United States, France, the Netherlands, Luxembourg, Denmark... a total of eleven countries sent civilian delegations to attend her birthday ceremony, all in the name of participating in jewelry exhibitions.

But in fact these countries did not really come to celebrate her birthday.

The preparations for the North Atlantic Treaty Organization have reached the final stage. In order to avoid the eyes and ears of the Soviet Union, these countries are preparing to meet for the last time in the UK in the name of civil exchanges.

In other words, her 23rd birthday was used as a shield for political deals, and behind those smiling faces were exchanges of interests.

No one really cares whether she has a happy birthday or not. Perhaps this is the fate of the royal family, to be involved in politics for the rest of their lives.

A maid brought snacks and tea. After being prepared by a nutritionist, the fat and sugar content was strictly controlled. It was not unpalatable, but it was far from the taste she liked when she was a child.

Elizabeth was in a daze holding the biscuits. She began to miss that warm afternoon and her sister who had been away from home for half a year.

Margaret is missing, but news from South Africa is that she should be with that person, so there is no need to worry about her safety.

She didn't know why, but she had complicated emotions towards her sister who had run away. She even had a jealousy hidden in a corner of her heart that she herself wasn't aware of.

"Your Highness, Mr. Phillips would like to have afternoon tea with you this afternoon." The head maid beside her bowed and asked her for permission.

"Tell him my thanks, but I'm not feeling well today." Elizabeth, who had been pursued for many years and usually would deal with him to some extent, suddenly didn't feel like it today.

It wasn't the jewelry she wanted...
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On the day of the exhibition, He Chi, dressed up as Andy Iverson, changed into a formal suit and came to the exhibition hall. As a VIP of the exhibitors, he was invited to a social buffet dinner.

Looking at the "upper class" who formed small circles with glasses of champagne in their hands, He Chi leaned in the corner and drank by himself, showing no interest.

"Excuse me, is this Sir Andy Iverson?" A very pleasant female voice sounded in his ears. The Oriental man looked back and found that the French girl in evening dress was standing behind him. "Christine? Why are you here? Where's Jima?" He Chi remembered that the person in charge of the connection was not the French girl.

"I received a piece of information temporarily, and Jima went to deal with it. How about it? Great adventurer, tell me the story of your adventure in Africa." Christine asked playfully.

"It's my pleasure. Ma'am, please come this way." He Chi made a standard gentleman's gesture.

The two of them found a seat and sat close to each other, looking like a couple who were attracted to each other and chatting about some private topics.

"The situation has changed a bit. The gems may not be so easy to sell this time." Christine whispered.

"What happened?"

"Look over there." The French girl pointed at the display case opposite with her slender fingers. Inside was a huge yellow diamond. Although it was not as good as the Crimson Girl's Tears, it was over a hundred carats in size. "If nothing unexpected happened, it should be the Tiffany Yellow Diamond, the treasure of the top American jeweler."

"Look at that." In the glass case in the distance, a green gemstone lies on a velvet blanket. "Mughal emerald, discovered in Colombia, is currently in the hands of a French company."

"Graff Diamonds, the world's largest pink diamond..."

"Blue Regent, produced in Sri Lanka, was brought to the exhibition by a famous Italian designer..."

Christine then revealed a few more names, all of which were gems with a reputation in the collection world.

"The quality of this exhibition is beyond our imagination. There are at least seven or eight kinds of gemstones whose quality is not lower than what we have. I don't understand why all these good things are suddenly gathered together."

"The value of diamonds lies mainly in their scarcity. When exhibited with so many famous heirlooms, it is difficult for our diamonds to stand out and be sold at the highest price."

"Well..." He Chi thought for a moment, "Do you have any good suggestions?"

"Cancel this deal and try another one." Christine said bluntly.

He Chi shook his head. "Funds are already tight. Asking everyone to save money is not a good idea."

Then the Oriental man pondered for a moment, and suddenly some past experiences came to his mind.

He Chi grabbed the girl's hand and asked, "Sinniel, who do you think can best explain the value of jewelry?"

"Um, appraiser? Top billionaire? Artist?" The sudden question made the French girl a little confused.

"Neither." He Chi shook his finger to solve the mystery. "It's a thief."

"For example, there is an omnipotent thief who only steals the most precious things. There are so many treasures here, but he only sets his sights on one single item. Doesn't that mean that this single item is the most valuable?" He Chi explained in a persuasive manner.

"I think I understand what you mean." Christine nodded, "But there is no such super thief in the world."

"Of course, isn't it right in front of you?" He Chi pointed at himself and smiled at the girl.

"Sinir, bring me the dress you made last time. Remember to ask for the white one..."

(End of this chapter)