These people all had tattoos, but they weren't like Xia Yingying's brother, who was just a bully using others' power.

You can clearly sense that these people have different temperaments, and that's not something they're faking.

"Hello." The man in the lead knocked on the door and peeked inside through a crack.

"You're here, come in quickly. I haven't tidied up yet, just come in."

Chen Feng stood up at the table and beckoned, but Xia Yingying still had that cold expression and only glanced at them.

When the group saw Chen Feng, they were clearly taken aback. They had already inquired about Xia Yingying's situation, so when did a man appear, and it seemed like their relationship was quite unusual?

The group glanced at the rather messy ground before entering.

"You're the ones who made the call, right? Come and sit down," Chen Feng said.

"Hey." Several people greeted each other with polite smiles and sat down.

"This is... going on a long trip." The leading man smiled as he looked at the things on the ground.

"Um...it will take a few days." Chen Feng paused noticeably before continuing.

"Oh, so that's how I packed my things, haha." The man nodded with a smile.

"Regarding that mining site, could you perhaps discuss it further? 1,200 is indeed a bit too much," the man finally got to the point.

"There's no room for negotiation. Nine hundred is far too little; we simply can't sell it now."

"Take a look, if 1200 is acceptable, great. If not, there's nothing I can do. Even if the deal falls through, we can still be on good terms. Think it over first, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

Chen Feng stood up to boil water, and the men couldn't help but exchange glances.

"Brother, don't do this. If you keep doing this, then we've come all this way for nothing," the leading man said after Chen Feng had made them tea.

"How could we come for nothing? We've already had a cup of tea," Chen Feng joked, and the others laughed along.

"Hey, let me tell you the truth, we really can't sell it for nine hundred. Someone offered one thousand one, didn't you see us packing our things?" Chen Feng took a sip of tea, looking like he was too lazy to keep up the act.

"Ah, besides us, there are other people buying?" The man was somewhat shocked; how come he hadn't received this news before?

"Of course there is. This mine is not like other mines. You all know what the situation is like. Many people have been eyeing it for a long time."

"I hadn't thought about selling it before, which is why I hadn't made it public. But this time is different. We don't need this thing anymore, and there's no one watching it, so we might as well get rid of it," Chen Feng said, taking a sip of tea.

The man did believe this, because many in the gold mining world felt sorry for Xia Yingying's mining site.

If her service attitude were better, and she didn't act like everyone owed her anything, and if the supporting facilities were improved, then for the same 500 yuan ticket, no one else would have a chance.

This mine is the richest one.

However, more than ten million is not a small amount, and it's not something you can just take away. The man thought he had acted quickly enough, but he didn't expect that someone else would be even faster than him.

No wonder they were packing their things. At first, this kid kept it from me, saying he was only leaving for a few days.

It's not just a matter of a few days; they've been gone forever.

"One thousand one, you've already paid the deposit?" the man couldn't help but ask.

"No, he said he needed some time to raise the money, but we definitely bought it, otherwise how could we pack our things?" Chen Feng took out a pack of cigarettes and handed them out to the group.

"Any ashtray bros here?" someone asked, glancing at the table.

"Oh, no need, just flick it on the ground. What's the big deal these days?" Chen Feng waved his hand casually and smiled, setting an example by flicking some cigarette ash on the ground.

The group couldn't help but grin as they looked at the smooth tiles on the ground.

It's obvious they're leaving; they really don't care anymore.

Before, let alone flicking cigarette ash on the ground, even if you smoked inside the house, Xia Yingying would kick you out.

Xia Yingying made no comment, sitting there with her arms crossed and legs folded, still with that indifferent expression.

"Hey bro, look, he hasn't paid yet, so we can still talk."

"But 1200 is really too much. If you lower the price a little, we'll take it. But you can't do it."

“We have cash here, unlike that other one where you have to pool your money, and there’s no guarantee you’ll be able to raise it all in the end.”

At this point, men start putting others down and don't care about anything else.

"Hmm... then how about this, I won't ask for 1200 either, let's each compromise and go for 1150, what do you think?"

"This is really the lowest price I can offer; I wouldn't bother offering it any lower."

Chen Feng said somewhat awkwardly, his meaning quite clear: if the price were any lower, he might as well sell it to the previous seller. Why would he sell it to you for the same price when he doesn't even know you?

The group exchanged glances, and finally the man lowered his head and thought for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying, "Alright, then it'll be 1,150. Let's sign the contract and transfer the property now."

"Okay, if you've made up your minds, let's go to the hills first and get the paperwork done. The sooner I get it done, the better."

Chen Feng stomped out his cigarette butt on the ground and said.

"Okay, let's go now, or it might close tomorrow." The man said, standing up. Xia Yingying and Chen Feng also stood up and walked outside.

The man's car led the way, with Chen Feng pulling Xia Yingying along in her Porsche towards the hills.

"Haha, they're really in a hurry. Let's hurry up and get the money, lest they change their minds again," Chen Feng said to Xia Yingying in the car.

Xia Yingying sat in the passenger seat, somewhat incredulous. It was done so quickly?

Are you so sure they'll buy it?

"No, what if they don't agree to this price? Are you really not going to sell it?" Xia Yingying asked, somewhat puzzled.

“Sell it! The next step is 1,100, but unfortunately they didn’t get to that point; they surrendered before they could,” Chen Feng shrugged and laughed.

"Why 1,100? You already said someone else offered 1,100, and you're selling it to them for 1,100 again? Isn't that contradictory?" Xia Yingying said, puzzled.

"It's not contradictory. I revealed it to them during our conversation that the person was trying to raise money, but he didn't have enough."

“I can say that if you’re paying in cash, I’ll sell it to you for the same price of 1,100. Who would wait if they had cash?” Chen Feng replied.

"My God, you even had a backup plan when you were negotiating the price with them?" Xia Yingying said incredulously.

She didn't realize the meaning behind those words at the time, and thought Chen Feng was just making things up to fool them.

"Of course, otherwise what if they really don't want it? It's fine if it sells for 1,100. Otherwise, we don't know how long we'll have to wait next time."

"It's just that I didn't have to use my backup plan, hehe." Chen Feng grinned.