"Senior Qu, the Nanmu Auction has only been open for a short while, and we really can’t produce that much money just yet. Also, isn’t a thirty percent share a bit too much?" Mu Nan spoke with difficulty.
"What, do you think the na of the Divine Fortune Teller, who tires himself divining the mysteries of the universe and probing life and death, isn’t worth that bit of money?" Qu Shanling spoke as if greatly insulted, indignantly.
"I didn’t an that, Junior simply can’t co up with the funds." Being a renowned Star Divination Master and Treasure Appraisal Master for many years, Mu Nan did not hold contempt for him just because he had previously shown a swindler’s true colors. Seeing him angry, Mu Nan nervously tried to explain.
"Then how much can you co up with?" Qu Shanling asked.
"Well, Junior can produce over 2,000 taels right now," Mu Nan hesitantly said.
That over 2,000 taels was already the limit for the Nanmu Auction. But he knew that if Qu Shanling was willing to help and they proceeded as he had suggested, even if the Nanmu Chamber of Comrce couldn’t astonish the world as he had said, it would still gain a significant boost. The money spent would not be in vain.
"2,000 taels, huh," Qu Shanling disdainfully curled his lips and dismissively waved his hand, "Forget it, I won’t ask you for money then. Just rember to give a fifty percent share in the future."
Fifty percent! Mu Nan was completely stunned. Pouring his heart and soul into the Nanmu Auction, even giving away a thirty percent share had been painful. He had originally thought that, if necessary, he would give away a ten percent share; but who knew it would suddenly turn into fifty percent.
"No! Forget fifty percent, even thirty percent is too much, even ten percent is too much!" Just as Mu Nan was pondering how to tactfully refuse, Mu Hanyan interrupted, speaking decisively.
Others might not be aware of the potential of the Nanmu Auction, but how could she not know? To let soone else take such a huge advantage was unacceptable. Not to ntion others; she was the first to refuse. This old god-man’s appetite was truly too big; he was dreaming too big!
Mu Hanyan was afraid that Mu Nan, swayed by the old god-man’s reputation, would impulsively agree, so she quickly spoke up to stop him.
"Who are you, I am discussing serious matters with Young Master Nan, why are you interrupting!" Qu Shanling was already displeased with Mu Nan’s hedging and even less pleased to be interrupted by Mu Hanyan, asking unsatisfied.
"This is my cousin, Brother Han Yan," Mu Nan, who had long since admired and been convinced by Mu Hanyan, introduced her to Qu Shanling.
"Can he make decisions regarding the matters of the Nanmu Chamber of Comrce?" Qu Shanling queried.
"Yes, my matters are also Brother’s matters, he makes all the arrangents," Mu Nan hesitated slightly but still spoke firmly.
Although he was willing to part with a ten percent share, if Mu Hanyan said even ten percent was too much, then it was too much. In the current situation, Mu Nan harbored no doubt about Mu Hanyan, only admiration and absolute trust.
"Then let it be, we’re leaving!" Qu Shanling lifted his foot and started walking out, followed by two disciples.
"Master, please don’t be angry, Young Master Nan is just tight on funds right now, we can still talk this over," seeing his master leave angrily, Housekeeper Sun hurriedly followed.
But he failed to notice that as his master and his companions left, they weren’t as decisive as they appeared; glancing behind nonchalantly while walking, waiting for soone to co after them.
In negotiations, if a deal can’t be made, there remains goodwill; one doesn’t just walk away after a disagreent - it’s more of a pressure tactic.
This move was one Old Qu the Godman had mastered through frequent use.
Unfortunately, this ti Qu Shanling’s tactic proved ineffective.
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