Of the remaining 1.87 billion, Zuo Ling received 1.25 billion in cash and 620 million in gold; the cash consisted entirely of thousand-yuan bills.
The fact that they were able to raise so much cash and gold in such a short time is truly astonishing.
The unassuming Minzhou businessman is indeed one of the wealthiest people in the world.
Zuo Ling had the waiter put the tin box containing the stones into the suite early on.
Zuo Ling didn't care whether twenty metal boxes could hold the cash and gold, or whether they would arouse suspicion.
Since there's no money left in the suite, it means everything has been packed.
How it was installed is none of your business.
The bidding conference has come to a successful conclusion.
The general manager strode into the suite with a smile; it was time to give the kids their bonuses, along with his 2 million.
Zuo Ling didn't mince words; she prepared the money and handed it out to each person who came in.
The waiters were handsome men and beautiful women; once they received their money, they were beaming like flowers.
Finally, only the general manager was left.
I pushed 2 million at him, thinking to myself, "Why are you taking out so much money so openly? Aren't you afraid your subordinates will see it?"
Then I saw him casually pull out a handbag and, without batting an eye, stuff 20 stacks of cash into it.
...Ah, it's because her perspective is too narrow.
The payment was made, and both parties enjoyed a pleasant cooperation.
The general manager called over several waiters to help Zuo Ling load the tin box into the cargo van.
He kindly asked, "Would you like me to send someone to give you a ride?"
He simply couldn't understand what kind of person would entrust such a large business deal to a young woman.
Putting aside whether Zuo Ling is trustworthy or not, just the question is, aren't you afraid of running into robbers?
Zuo Ling smiled and said, "Thank you, but no need. We have backup."
Ah... there was someone to meet him, then I understand.
As soon as Zuo Ling stepped out of the hotel, she noticed several tails following her.
Selling stones worth 2 billion yuan in one go is bound to attract attention.
The owner behind the tail may not necessarily have any intention of harming her.
Perhaps, they just wanted to know who was behind her.
Zuo Ling had already chosen a location, circled around it a few times, and then drove into a shady area with dense trees.
When it came out again, it had been replaced with a Tank 300.
Time was too short, and the followers didn't dare to get too close. They discovered that the van was gone, and Zuo Ling had long since disappeared.
The tails couldn't figure out when the van had disappeared.
Zuo Ling traveled non-stop, leaving Minzhou overnight.
Day 66 of the doomsday countdown, we enter the rice-growing region.
Upon entering the rice-growing region, Zuo Ling's eyes were drawn to the vast expanse of bamboo. He was seized by the urge to dig for bamboo and plunged headlong into the mountains.
Waterfall was very excited and ran around happily in the forest. Before long, it brought back several wild rabbits. Zuo Ling resisted the urge to eat the rabbits that Waterfall brought back.
The mountains not only have moso bamboo, but also early bamboo, thunder bamboo, square bamboo, and many other types of bamboo that Zuo Ling does not recognize.
Like discovering a treasure, Zuo Ling dug tirelessly, and large swaths of bamboo and bamboo shoots entered the space.
After digging for several hours, I smelled a sweet fragrance.
Following the fragrance to its source, a dozen or so golden wild osmanthus trees were in full bloom.
I took a deep breath—it smells so good! It's so wonderful that I decided to dig up all the osmanthus trees and put them into the space without any hesitation.
Further ahead, a bright and colorful chrysanthemum field came into view, and one could vaguely see the busy figures of farmers.
They were so engrossed in digging bamboo that they had already ventured deep into the mountains.
Zuo Ling was curious: Who lives in the mountains?
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a beekeeper.
When a stranger approached, the beekeeper was initially wary, but relaxed when he saw it was a young woman.
"Hello, sir, do you keep bees here?"
Zuo Ling was the first to greet them.
The beekeeper nodded and gave a wooden hum, unsure of what to say to Zuo Ling.
"How much honey do you have? I'll buy it all."
Buying honey directly from a beekeeper is so much better than buying it from a supermarket; since you've come across this opportunity, you certainly can't miss it.
"There are...several hundred bottles."
The beekeeper was very happy; he endured hardship in the mountains just to earn money by selling honey.
He was more than happy to have someone buy everything for him.
There are 810 bottles in total, each bottle costs 100 yuan, and each bottle weighs about three kilograms.
Zuo Ling didn't haggle and paid the money readily.
The beekeeper was a little embarrassed; he was still waiting for Zuo Ling to bargain with him. He would sell it for 90 yuan a bottle.
"Uncle, could you please help me deliver the honey to the front? My friend is waiting for me there."
Zuo Ling remembered that there was an open space not far ahead.
The beekeeper, having made more money, readily agreed: "No problem, I'll take you to the roadside."
The distance from here to the roadside was not short. Zuo Ling was wondering how the beekeeper would take her there when she saw the beekeeper drive out of the back of the house in an all-terrain vehicle with a trailer.
Without Zuo Ling saying a word, the beekeeper loaded the honey onto the truck on his own.
He patted the seat next to the driver's seat and said with an air of magnanimity, "Miss, get in."
"Great, uncle, you even have such a cool car. It's much more convenient living in the mountains."
The beekeeper's face was full of pride:
"Without this, it's inconvenient to go back and forth. With this, it saves a lot of trouble."
The beekeeper's expression changed after driving only a short distance.
After getting off the bus, we arrived at a group of more than a dozen large pits.
I just realized why the beekeeper was keeping bees here.
Zuo Ling felt embarrassed; the osmanthus tree had been dug up, leaving only a large pit.
The beekeeper was furious and cursed:
"That damned tree thief must be so-and-so, always eyeing my bees and trying to steal these osmanthus trees. I'll fucking kill him..."
He was busy and when he heard the noise, he didn't think it was about digging up a tree.
You know, we can't let the tree thieves get away with it.
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