Zhu Fanfan didn't seem to care much: "I don't have that much time to waste. Just tell me the quantity of goods you want to take."
Bai Wenya and the others took out the order form and said respectfully, "This is the quantity we want, and the price we'll pay."
Seeing the other party's skill, they knew he was a highly skilled martial artist, someone they couldn't afford to mess with, as they only knew a few punches and kicks. Their attitude immediately changed. They didn't lower the price; it was still the market price. Their profit margin was low, but because of the large quantity, they still made a considerable amount.
Zhu Fanfan glanced at it and said directly, "The price you proposed will increase by one mao per jin, and the quantity you three requested will be halved."
Although Bai Wenya was angry, she still asked gently, "Didn't we agree that there was no limit and we could take as much as we wanted?"
They had agreed that there would be no upper limit, but they doubted the other party's strength and integrity. Out of trust in Dai Quanxin and their own luck, they spent an entire afternoon researching what goods he wanted and even took out all their money, just to take a gamble. If they won, they would make a fortune and be able to rest for a long time without worry. In the end, the quantity would be cut in half.
If the price increases by one cent, their profit margin will be even lower; we need to negotiate that.
Zhu Fanfan just sneered disdainfully: "If I'm not happy, I'll give you half. If you don't want it, you can get lost now. I don't need you black market hustlers. If it weren't for giving face to my friend, I wouldn't bother with you little shrimps. If you want it, prepare the money and find a good place to trade. If you don't want it, you can leave now."
Dai Quanxin smiled and said, "Boss Mo, we were blind to your greatness. We acted unfairly today and sincerely apologize to you. How about this, we will accept all the prices you proposed, and we will pay for everything in gold or jade antiques. The items will still be the ones on the list. What do you think?"
Zhu Fanfan merely glanced at Dai Quanxin, and Dai Quanxin felt as if he had committed some heinous crime. He couldn't help but want to kneel down and kowtow, cold sweat pouring down his forehead. He wished he could shrink to the side where no one could see him. This Boss Mo was too terrifying. Although Boss Zhu was also arrogant, he wouldn't look at them like ants. Boss Mo gave off the feeling of a powerful figure from a play who controlled the life and death of ordinary people. Their lives and deaths could be decided by him with a flick of his finger. It was too terrifying.
Bai Wenya knew from Mo Wenqi's expression that there was no room for negotiation. He had crossed the line. It was only the first time they had met, and it was only natural for them to test each other. But he had actually tried to intimidate him with his numbers. Especially when Boss Mo looked at him, he felt inexplicably guilty and his legs went weak. He knew that some people were born leaders who could command respect with just one look. Boss Mo was clearly one of those people, a true ruler. They were being ungrateful for Boss Mo coming to make the deal in person.
So he said, "Boss Mo is right. We broke the rules. Boss Mo likes jade and antiques, and we have collected quite a lot of them. We are willing to exchange them for supplies, but we don't know the market. Can you appraise the items we brought over? We will pay you to make up the difference if it's not enough. We trust you."
Many people, when short of money, would exchange their gold and calligraphy for food. They didn't really understand much about it, but they heard that the black market bosses who were executed had a lot of gold and antiques, as well as many books and calligraphy, which were said to be quite valuable. They also bought some. Dai Quanxin said that Boss Zhu had hinted to Boss Mo that he liked gold and antiques, so this was a good opportunity to cater to his tastes.
Zhu Fanfan couldn't refuse: "When your things arrive, I'll assess their value."
Dai Quanxin immediately fawned, saying, "We can get the things out now; my things are right here."
He didn't bring anyone with him today, but this is his territory! All his things are here.
He was about to lead Zhu Fanfan into the warehouse when he saw Bai Wenya and the others trying to follow. He stopped them, saying, "What's the difference between coming to my warehouse and watching me run around naked? Have you no shame?"
If those guys saw what was in his warehouse, wouldn't he lose everything? He wouldn't do something so stupid.
Bai Wenya was so angry at Dai Quanxin's smug look that she wanted to punch him, but she held back when she saw Boss Mo: "We'll wait for you here."
Dai Quanxin turned around and advised, "You should take out all your gold and antiques and see how much you can exchange them for. Don't forget that grain is more expensive than gold now."
Now, you can exchange gold at the bank as long as you have money, but you can't buy food even if you have money that's higher than the black market price. Naturally, food is more important. Even if gold is valuable, what's the difference between gold and excrement if people starve to death? With supplies in hand, there will be plenty of people who will exchange gold for food in the future.
Dai Quanxin led Zhu Fanfan to his warehouse with great enthusiasm. When the warehouse was opened, the light from the lantern was only a little bit. Zhu Fanfan used her mental power to transmit energy to activate the light pearl, and the warehouse was instantly as bright as day. This light pearl was a gift from Xi Yan, which he had taken from Zhuge Qianxing, as a gift for her tenth birthday.
Dai Quanxin's eyes widened, his jaw nearly dropping in astonishment. Was this some kind of magic?
Zhu Fanfan noticed that the items were neatly arranged: "Put out the items you want to trade, and I'll appraise them."
Dai Quanxin immediately spread out everything like a busy bee. He wasn't stupid; he knew to install a hidden compartment in the basement containing many things. However, when Zhu Fanfan saw that he had carelessly rolled up the calligraphy and paintings without taking any care of them, she was exasperated: "Good calligraphy and paintings are more valuable than gold. Once they're damaged, they're worthless, you know? Besides, you just casually took these things out like that. Aren't you afraid I'll have someone take them?"
Dai Quanxin said embarrassedly, "I've never been to school and I can't read. I just heard from others that they were valuable, so I bought some. I trust Boss Mo's character."
He mainly hid his money and gold bars in relatively hidden places. These were things that others would consider valuable, but he couldn't tell the difference, so he wouldn't feel bad if they were stolen.
Zhu Fanfan didn't expose Chuan Xin's insincerity. Looking at the calligraphy and paintings, as well as many ancient books, he said, "These are all genuine works. They might be worth a lot of money in thirty years, but they're not worth much now."
Dai Quanxin still felt a little disappointed, even though it wasn't worth much money, it was still something he had bought with real money.
To everyone's surprise, Zhu Fanfan said, "It can't compare to my collection, but it's still quite valuable. I'll add half of the items on your list, and I'll take all of them."
If in thirty years one of these items were enough to exchange for everything on his list, then right now grain would be more valuable.
Dai Quanxin was utterly incredulous: "Didn't you say it was worthless?"
Zhu Fanfan glanced at him disdainfully: "I have better ones, they're nothing compared to mine."
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