Halfway up the mountain, Wei Lun disappeared, returning to his modern garden villa room.
"What should we do with so much gold?"
Upon returning to the modern world, Wei Lun began to worry. A small amount of gold could be directly exchanged for money, but with so much gold, the exact value was unknown, but any part of it would amount to a large sum. If the quantity was too large, it might attract the attention of relevant departments, so he had to find other channels.
Looking at the familiar room, with its large bay window offering a view, a two-meter-wide bed, a warm crystal chandelier, and elegant murals, a sense of coziness washes over you.
Wei Lun opened the door and walked down the solid wood stairs. Zhao Xiang was sitting on the sofa eating fruit. Well, it seemed she was taking charge while the master was away.
"Xiangxiang, are you sure you're not going to prepare some food for me?"
As soon as Wei Lun finished speaking, Zhao Xiang seemed to hear heavenly music. She looked up and met Wei Lun's eyes. Her face turned bright red with embarrassment. She held the fruit in her small hands and looked pitiful, making people reluctant to comfort her.
"Master, you're back! I didn't see you anywhere!"
Zhao Xiang was also confused. Why did the master always come out of the room when he came home? Shouldn't he come out through the front door? Right, there must be a secret passage in the room. She just didn't know this garden villa well. Zhao Xiang started to make up an excuse to fool her not-so-bright brain.
"Xiangxiang, don't change the subject. I'm hungry. Go make me a bowl of shrimp noodles."
As Wei Lun strode down the stairs with a dashing air, he rubbed his stomach, looking like he was starving, which made Zhao Xiang both laugh and cry.
"Alright, Master, please wait a moment, Xiangxiang will go and make it right away!"
Zhao Xiang moved quickly with small, quick steps, like a shy little girl caught sneaking a bite to eat by an adult.
Once inside the kitchen, there was a clattering and clanging sound; pots, pans, and dishes were all hitting the ground with a loud noise.
"Xiangxiang, can you be more careful? Breaking a plate will cost you money!"
Wei Lun teased Zhao Xiang, who knew that her master was joking with her. How could a master who could give her 15,000 yuan without asking any questions possibly ask her for money for a plate?
Zhao Xiang carefully began peeling the shrimp shells and removing the veins, preparing her lovingly made shrimp noodles...
At this moment, Wei Lun was sitting on the sofa where Zhao Xiang had originally been sitting. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted from her, and Wei Lun suddenly felt aroused.
"Damn, why does this girl smell so good? Is her name Xiangxiang because she's naturally fragrant?"
Wei Lun thought to himself, but he still took out his phone and prepared to search online to see if anyone was buying gold. After all, there was a lot of gold this time, and if he couldn't sell it all at once, he would have to go to a gold shop and exchange it for small amounts one by one, which would be very troublesome.
There are many posts about gold on Baidu Tieba, but most of them discuss the changes in gold prices and the future trend of gold, but very few people talk about buying gold. Even if there are, they are all from gold shops, which are of no use to Wei Lun.
"Master, the shrimp noodles with love are ready!"
Zhao Xiang carefully carried a full bowl of shrimp noodles to the dining table and placed it down. Then, with a slight smile and a blush, she waited for her host to come and eat the noodles, hoping that her host would praise her skillful cooking.
"Hmm, it looks pretty good!"
Wei Lun sat down at the table, took a sip of the soup, and the taste was so fresh and delicious, leaving a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth. He felt that this was the best seafood noodles in the world. Not only was the flavor of shrimp fully brought out, but there was also a unique feeling of the ocean. It felt like his blood rushed directly from the soles of his feet to his brain.
He quickly savored each bite, repeatedly exclaiming, "Delicious!"
Zhao Xiang stood to the side, feeling indescribably happy. This was her master praising her cooking skills. The thought of her master liking her made Zhao Xiang wonder if her master liked her too, and then she felt a wave of shy anticipation.
After finishing his seafood noodles, Wei Lun suddenly looked melancholy, resting his chin on his hand as if he were very tired.
Zhao Xiang looked over and saw that everything was fine just now. What happened? Should she tell her master something cheerful to cheer him up?
"Master, I saw a joke online today, let me tell you about it!"
Zhao Xiang looked absolutely hilarious, staring intently at her master. Wei Lun tilted his head and looked at Zhao Xiang, feeling that she had a special charm today. Wearing a brocade palace dress, she looked like she had traveled from ancient times. Her beautiful appearance and delicate fragrance made people's hearts flutter.
"Master, today I saw a comment on a forum. It was supposed to be a discussion about currency wars, but someone said that paper money is all printed, and even the fiercest currency wars won't affect gold. He said he'd buy any gold you have and even left his phone number! The comments below were all the same: 'Want some premium gold?'"
Despite her embarrassment, Zhao Xiang told Wei Lun about it, hoping to cheer him up.
Upon hearing this, Wei Lun thought, "Gold? Isn't this like a pillow being delivered to me while I was soundly asleep?"
He suddenly stood up from his seat, pulled Zhao Xiang into his arms, and kissed her plump, rosy cheek fiercely.
"Xiangxiang, quickly tell me that phone number!"
Wei Lun was so excited that Zhao Xiang was startled, thinking she had gone too far with her joke, and her face showed a pitiful expression, as if she were about to burst into tears.
Finally, at Wei Lun's repeated insistence, Zhao Xiang found a phone and gave it to him. As soon as she got the number, she dialed it.
"Hey, I have some gold here, do you buy it?" Wei Lun was very uneasy.
The person on the phone did indeed have a lazy expression: "If it's less than 10 pounds, go find a jewelry store yourself!"
"100 kilograms, how about that?" Wei Lun asked again.
The tone on the phone immediately became respectful: "Come to the central bridge in Changhan City, I'll be waiting for you on the riverbank."
After hanging up the phone, to Zhao Xiang's astonishment, Wei Lun rushed into the yard, got into his Audi, and drove straight to the riverbank.
Except for stopping at red lights, the speed was never below 60 kilometers per hour – typical speeding.
Half an hour later, I finally met the mysterious person I had spoken to on the phone.
Dressed entirely in white, including a white hat, he looked like a tourist. He had the typical boss's face, exuding an air of authority without anger. Behind him was a campervan, as if they were camping.
"Mr. Zhang Wutong?" Wei Lun walked up to the man and asked suspiciously.
"Mr. Wei, are you? Please get in the car with me!"
Zhang Wutong wore a smile, appearing calm and composed. He showed no surprise at Wei Lun's arrival, as if he were waiting for an old friend.
Upon entering the RV, we found it fully equipped with all sorts of devices. Ten minutes later, we monitored Wei Lun's backpack and discovered it contained exactly 100 kilograms of gold bars.
As for why it wasn't more, Wei Lun didn't dare to take it all out; he could only sell it in small quantities multiple times.
“350 per gram, 100 kilograms, that’s 35 million in total.” With that, Zhang Wutong readily transferred the money to Wei Lun.
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