Chapter 1834: Chapter 1834: Profiteer

"Manager Gao, what exactly do you mean?" Han Yan couldn’t be sure if there was a hint of threat in his words. It was hard to tell with this guy, as he was so overweight that all emotions seemed hidden beneath that face full of fat, making it difficult to discern truth from falsehood.

Han Yan also realized for the first time that fat could be a good form of concealment.

"Let me be clear, even though our Gao Family runs a black market, and by the rules we’re not supposed to dig too deep, if something is too sensitive, those above would still secretly send someone to investigate. Otherwise, if any trouble arises, our Gao Family wouldn’t be able to bear the responsibility, right? So, according to my old man’s rule, if it’s over five hundred Five-Colored Soul Pearls, we must report it, and he’ll send someone to investigate privately.

No matter your background, trying to get a thousand Five-Colored Soul Pearls at once isn’t easy. I suppose you wouldn’t want to reveal your background either?" Gao Weihu chuckled.

"Then I’ll sell a bit less, five hundred pieces will do," said Han Yan.

"If you only brought out five hundred pieces at first, there wouldn’t be any problem. But with a thousand Five-Colored Soul Pearls laid out in front of me, I couldn’t just ignore it and not report it. If those above found out, I couldn’t shoulder that responsibility either," Gao Weihu said, shaking his head and wagging.

Han Yan vaguely understood. This guy said so much just to gain some benefit. Although she hardly managed Nanyan Commerce’s business seriously, she had stayed in the chamber for a few days, so she wasn’t unfamiliar with this kind of thing.

"Rest assured, Manager Gao, as long as these five hundred Five-Colored Soul Pearls can be smoothly traded without causing any trouble, I won’t forget your share," Han Yan replied.

Having listened to Zhu Yulan before, Han Yan knew that it wasn’t easy to offload a large number of Five-Colored Soul Pearls in a short time. If Gao Weihu wanted to take some benefit, let him. It pained her a little, but there was no other way. Besides, getting Gao Weihu involved wasn’t a bad thing.

"No, no, no, you’ve misunderstood me. This black market is a family business, and could I, Gao Weihu, betray my own people?" the chubby man said righteously.

"Manager Gao, just get to the point, what do you mean by that?" Han Yan was getting a bit impatient with this fat man’s roundabout talk.

"Here’s the situation: I also happen to urgently need a batch of relic soul beads. So I wanted to discuss with you: you offer five hundred pieces for the black market transaction, and I’ll personally take the other five hundred. Of course, this is something only we should know, and you must keep it secret," seeing Han Yan getting impatient, Gao Weihu went straight to his true intention.

Though he was the store manager of the Gao Family Black Market, the business wasn’t solely his. The whole Gao family was watching him. A little bit of dishonesty for some profit wasn’t a big deal, with everyone turning a blind eye. But for a business involving hundreds of relic soul beads, he couldn’t simply mess around.

"So that’s how it is. Anyway, I’m just dealing: exchange goods for money, doesn’t matter who. If Manager Gao wants to buy, that’s fine too, but what about the price?" Han Yan asked.

To Han Yan, Gao Weihu’s condition seemed nonsensical. If he wanted to make a move on public assets for private gain, he could have outright bought a thousand relic soul beads and pocketed half without telling her. The fact that he was discussing it with her only indicated he wanted to push the price down for more benefits.

If the price were reasonable, Han Yan would agree. It’s already difficult to sell Five-Colored Soul Pearls, but if the price was unreasonable, she’d simply walk away. There are eleven temple main cities outside Tianyang City, where selling them covertly might be more viable.

"The price is still according to black market rules, a thirty percent purchase. One Five-Colored Soul Pearl is normally priced at about a million, five hundred pieces are five hundred million, and thirty percent is one hundred and fifty million," Gao Weihu said.

"Thirty percent?" Han Yan already knew that things on the black market weren’t valued highly and the price was severely pushed down. She didn’t expect it to be pushed down to thirty percent.

Instinctively, she glanced at Zhu Yulan, who nodded, confirming that Gao Weihu wasn’t lying.

Profiteer! Han Yan cursed silently.

"Don’t feel shortchanged. If we could sell openly, why would anyone come to the black market? The risks we take with this business aren’t small, having to grease palms both above and below. The final profit we get isn’t much," Gao Weihu explained, and he did have a point.

"Fine, thirty percent is thirty percent, according to the rules. The Five-Colored Soul Pearls are here, pay up," Han Yan understood the logic behind it. Initially, she thought what she had was just ordinary relic soul beads, expecting to sell them at twenty or thirty thousand at most on the black market. Now even after being pushed down to thirty percent, it’s still over thirty thousand per piece, which was much better than her expected price, so she could accept it.

Moreover, although Lady Mu loved money, she was generous and didn’t sweat the small nuances of profit and loss. Otherwise, if a pile of silver notes suddenly turned worthless, anyone else would be in tears. She only felt a little regret and soon put it behind her.

The only thing that puzzled her slightly was that Gao Weihu hadn’t slashed the price as she had expected, not gaining any substantial advantage.

"Wait, there’s one more thing I need to discuss with you. I don’t have enough silver taels on hand and would like to owe them for a few days first," Gao Weihu said.

No wonder he hadn’t pressed the price down; he didn’t have enough money and wanted credit. Han Yan suddenly realized.

"How much do you want to owe?" Han Yan asked.

"I have about seven million on hand, which I’ll give you first," Gao Weihu said with grandiosity.

"Seven million..." Han Yan almost spat in his face.

A business worth a hundred and fifty million silver taels, and he could only manage seven million, meaning he was asking to owe one hundred and forty-three million. Not rounding it off, he even spoke with such grandiosity. Did this fat guy have any shame?

After all this talk, this guy just wanted to get something for nothing.

"No way," Han Yan flatly refused.

"Are you kidding? Over one hundred and forty million. What if he defaults and this batch of Five-Colored Soul Pearls is already shady? If he defaults, I wouldn’t even have a place to make a case."

"Are you afraid I’ll default?" Gao Weihu asked.

Han Yan didn’t answer. Wasn’t that a silly question?

"I can first issue an IOU, guaranteed by the Gao Family’s black market. If not, I can stamp the Gao Family’s seal as a guarantee. How about that?" Gao Weihu thought for a moment and said.

Han Yan was moved. She wasn’t bothered by the black market’s guarantee; it existed in the shadows, so what was the use of a guarantee? However, with the Gao Family’s seal, the likelihood of Gao Weihu defaulting was significantly lower.

But knowing these playboys, facing such an opportunity to blackmail, they try their best to leave you with nothing. Yet here he was, doing business honestly with her, which wasn’t like a playboy’s style at all.

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