"Manager Gao, what exactly do you mean?" Mu Hanyan wasn't sure if there was any threat in his words. There was no way, this guy was so fat that all his emotions were hidden under that face of fat, making it difficult to tell the truth from the false.

Mu Hanyan also discovered for the first time that fat can be a good disguise.

"Let me be frank. Although our Gao family runs a black market and according to the rules we are not supposed to dig into the details, if something is too sensitive, the higher-ups will still secretly send people to investigate. Otherwise, if something goes wrong, our Gao family can't afford it, right? So, according to my grandfather's rules, if there are more than 500 five-colored soul beads, we must report it to the higher-ups, and he will send people to investigate privately.

"No matter where you come from, getting a thousand Five-Colored Soul Orbs at once is no easy feat. I guess you don't want to reveal your origins, do you?" Gao Weihu chuckled.

"Then I'll sell a little less, five hundred will be enough." Mu Hanyan said.

"If you only took out 500 at the beginning, there would be no problem. But there are 1,000 five-colored soul beads in front of me. It would be unreasonable for me to keep silent about it. If the higher-ups find out, I can't bear the responsibility." Gao Weihu said, shaking his head.

Mu Hanyan vaguely understood that this guy said so much just to get some benefits from it. Although he had never managed the business of Nanyan Chamber of Commerce seriously, he had stayed in the chamber of commerce for a few days after all, so she was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing.

"Don't worry, Manager Gao. As long as these 500 five-colored soul beads can be sold smoothly without causing any trouble, I will not forget your kindness." Mu Hanyan said.

After hearing what Zhu Yulan said, Mu Hanyan knew that it wouldn't be easy to sell a large number of Five-Colored Soul Orbs in a short period of time. If Gao Weihu wanted to take some benefits, then let him take them. Although she felt a little distressed, there was nothing she could do about it. Besides, she could drag Gao Weihu into the water at the same time, which wasn't a bad thing.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me. This black market is our own business after all. How can I, Gao Weihu, be a traitor?" The fat man said righteously.

"Manager Gao, please tell me clearly what you mean?" Seeing the fat man beating around the bush, Mu Hanyan became a little impatient.

"Here's the thing. I happen to be in urgent need of a batch of relic soul beads, so I want to discuss something with you. You take out 500 and sell them on the black market, and I'll keep the other 500 myself. Of course, this kind of thing is something we only need to know between ourselves, and you have to keep it a secret for me and not spread it out." Seeing that Mu Hanyan was getting impatient, Gao Weihu stopped beating around the bush and told him his true purpose.

Although he is the boss of the Gao family's black market, the business is not his alone. The entire Gao family is keeping an eye on him. He usually just makes a little money by doing small things, and everyone turns a blind eye to it. He really doesn't dare to do anything reckless in the business of hundreds of relic soul beads.

"So that's how it is. Anyway, I just take the money and receive the goods. I can sell it to anyone. It's the same if Manager Gao wants to buy it. But what about the price?" Mu Hanyan asked.

To Mu Hanyan, Gao Weihu's offer was completely incomprehensible. If he wanted to abuse his power for personal gain, he could simply buy a thousand relic soul beads and then pay for half himself, without even telling her. The reason he negotiated with her was simply to lower the price and get more benefits.

If the price is basically acceptable, she will accept it. After all, the five-colored soul beads are so difficult to sell. If the price is ridiculously different, the worst that can happen is that she will leave. In addition to Tianyang City, there are eleven temple main cities. It will take some effort to hide her identity, and there will always be a time to sell.

"Of course, the price still follows the rules of the black market. We buy in 30%. The normal price of a five-colored soul bead is about one million. Five hundred pieces would be 500 million, and 30% would be 150 million." Gao Weihu said.

"Thirty percent?" Mu Hanyan knew that things on the black market were worthless, so she had bargained down the price severely, but she didn't expect it to be reduced to thirty percent.

He subconsciously glanced at Zhu Yulan, who nodded, proving that Gao Weihu was not lying.

"Swindler!" Mu Hanyan cursed inwardly.

"Don't feel like you're at a disadvantage. If you can trade openly, who would come to the black market? We take a lot of risks in this business, and we have to make arrangements with everyone, so in the end we don't get much." Gao Weihu explained, and what he said made some sense.

"Okay, 30% is 30%. According to the rules, the five-colored soul bead is here, so pay for it." Mu Hanyan certainly understood the reasoning. She originally thought that what she had in her hand was just an ordinary relic soul bead, which would be sold for at most 20,000 or 30,000 yuan on the black market. Now, even if the value was reduced to 30%, it would still be more than 300,000 yuan. It was much better than she expected, so she could accept it.

Besides, although Miss Mu loves money, she is open-minded and does not care too much about gains and losses. Otherwise, if that pile of banknotes became waste paper, others would have been in tears. She only felt a little regretful and quickly put it behind her.

The only thing that puzzled her was that Gao Weihu did not try to lower the price as she had expected, and it seemed that she did not gain any substantial advantage.

"Wait, there is one more thing I need to discuss with you. I don't have that much silver on hand, so I want to owe it to you for a few days." Gao Weihu said.

No wonder this guy didn't bargain for the price. It turned out that he didn't have enough money and wanted to buy on credit. Mu Hanyan suddenly realized it.

"How much do you want to owe?" Mu Hanyan asked.

"I have about 7 million in my hands. I'll give it all to you first." Gao Weihu said with a proud look on his face.

"Seven million..." Mu Hanyan almost spit in his face.

He could only come up with 7 million taels for a business worth 150 million taels, which means he owes 143 million taels, not even a fraction. Yet he still talks about it so boldly. Does this fat guy have any shame?

After all this talk, it turns out this guy just wants to get something for nothing.

"No." Mu Hanyan refused.

What a joke, more than 140 million. What if this guy refuses to pay? This batch of five-colored soul beads are not meant to be seen in public. If he refuses to pay, I will have nowhere to complain to.

"Are you afraid that I will default on my debt?" Gao Weihu asked.

Mu Hanyan did not answer. Isn't this question nonsense?

"I can write an IOU first and have the Gao family's black market guarantee it. If that doesn't work, I can also use my Gao family's seal as a guarantee. How about it?" Gao Weihu said after thinking for a while.

Mu Hanyan's heart moved. She didn't take the black market guarantee seriously. It was shady in itself, and the guarantee was useless. However, if there was the Gao family's seal, the possibility of Gao Weihu defaulting on the debt would be much smaller.

But based on her understanding of these playboys, if they encountered such an opportunity to rob her, it would be good enough if they didn't try every means to rip her off. Why would they be so honest in doing business with her? It really doesn't seem like the style of a playboy.