Hotel, 11th floor, in the hallway, Brother Xiong stood at the door of Qi Yun's room, first trying to squeeze out a wry smile, then knocked on the door.

Inside the room, Qi Yun was chatting leisurely with Shi Feng, the latter having heard the noise outside and ran over to inquire about the situation.

The sudden knock on the door made Chen Wei alert once again.

He stepped to the door, peering outside through the peephole, and upon seeing Brother Xiong outside, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes.

"It's that Brother Xiong." Chen Wei turned his head to report to Qi Yun.

Upon hearing this, Shi Feng's eyebrows instantly furrowed: "That kid still dares to come and cause trouble?"

Qi Yun kept a stern face, previously those two policemen who came, he guessed it was most likely because of Brother Xiong.

"He's alone outside." Chen Wei added.

"Ask him what he wants." Qi Yun instructed.

Chen Wei nodded, raised his hand, and opened the door a crack, his sharp eyes looking towards Brother Xiong in the hallway: "What's up!"

Brother Xiong plastered on a smile, Chen Wei's oppressive gaze made him a bit uncomfortable: "Um... Is Mr. Qi here? I want to discuss a business deal with him." He tried to make his tone seem peaceful and looked past the door crack into the room.

"Say what you want straight up, I'll relay it for you." Chen Wei replied indifferently and rigidly.

Brother Xiong wasn't offended, rubbing his hands, he was quite practiced at playing the role of a subordinate: "Hehe, you should tell Mr. Qi, I'd like to talk with him directly, it's a good thing, a good thing."

Chen Wei hesitated slightly and glanced back at Qi Yun.

"Let him in." Qi Yun called out.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wei stepped aside, Brother Xiong immediately plastered a wider smile on his face, almost squeezing through the door like a hunchback.

The room was spacious, Qi Yun and Shi Feng were sitting in the reception area chairs smoking.

After entering, Brother Xiong stepped forward to address Qi Yun, rubbing his hands: "Hehe, Mr. Qi, about what happened earlier, it was all a misunderstanding, I apologize to you."

Qi Yun glanced at him, said nothing, nor invited him to sit.

Brother Xiong's face grew a bit awkward, standing there like a primary school student who had done wrong.

He suppressed the anger within himself, after two seconds of silence he spoke again: "So here's the thing, I've come to discuss the matter of the Buddha Head with you, the price I offered at the restaurant earlier might not have satisfied you, now I'm offering a new price."

"Twenty million!"

"How does this price sound to you?"

Brother Xiong offered what he thought was a very sincere price, then waited for Qi Yun to respond.

His face appeared to smile, but inside his heart was already bleeding.

This twenty million was purely out of his own pocket, Mr. Ji had only instructed him to bring the item back, but didn't give him a cent.

But this was only temporary, once things concluded, he had ways to make Qi Yun cough up this twenty million along with interest.

"Not really." Qi Yun shook his head, casually blowing out a puff of smoke.

Brother Xiong paused slightly, clearly not expecting Qi Yun to refuse again.

A thing bought for fifteen million, a few hours later could earn five million in a flip, there's nothing easier than this in the world.

He couldn't understand why Qi Yun would refuse.

Not only he couldn't understand, even Shi Feng next to him was a bit surprised, isn't earning five million enough?

At the same time, he couldn't quite comprehend, this Brother Xiong was clearly working for Mr. Ji, and now willing to spend twenty million for the Buddha Head, intent on obtaining it, why didn't they continue bidding at the auction before?

Though he had doubts, he didn't interject, just watched quietly.

Brother Xiong gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay calm, with a smile on his face he spoke again: "Mr. Qi isn't satisfied with this price?"

"Then you name a price, let's discuss it."

"I'm not planning to sell." Qi Yun didn't offer a quote, directly refused again.

Brother Xiong's smile froze instantly, his thick cheeks twitched twice: "Mr. Qi, what do you mean by that?"

Qi Yun didn't even look at him, snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray: "It's very clear, won't sell for any price."

The indoor air instantly congealed.

Brother Xiong stared at Qi Yun's calm profile, his anger already nearly uncontrollable, after a few seconds of silence, he tried one last time: "Add five million more! Twenty-five million! Agree and I'll have someone wire you the money immediately!"

"To be frank, this Buddha Head is not something I want, it's Mr. Ji who wants it, keeping it is a hot potato, better to exchange it for some real money." Saying this, he showed little respect, even with a hint of threat.

Qi Yun finally turned his head, his tone still relaxed: "Let me tell you one last time, not selling, I don't know any Mr. Ji."

"Brother Wei, see the guest out."

Brother Xiong's face turned extremely ugly, gritting his teeth to the point of making a "cack" sound, since the negotiations failed, he didn't need to pretend to be servile anymore.

"Qi Yun, you son of a..."

Brother Xiong was about to throw a few harsh words, but before he finished, a big hand grabbed the back collar of his neck, like leading a donkey, pulling him backward.

"Damn you! Let go!"

His weight of over two hundred pounds was like nothing in Chen Wei's hand.

Chen Wei pulled him to the hallway then released him, and slapped him on the back.

This slap had strong force, causing Brother Xiong's figure to stagger, almost knocking the wind out of him.

"Watch your mouth!" Chen Wei warned, then returned inside and shut the door.

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