"Boss, has this foreigner lost his mind? This black pearl is clearly just a craft item! He doesn’t seem like a fool either!"
"You’re seeing it right; not only is he not a fool, but he’s also quite cunning! What he actually wants is not the black pearl, but the box it ca in,"
Qin Yu whispered into Mo Yuqi’s ear.
"The box?" Mo Yuqi looked puzzled.
"Ever heard of Nourishing Heart Wood?"
"Nourishing Heart Wood?"
Mo Yuqi quickly covered her mouth, afraid she might exclaim aloud! Oh my god, Nourishing Heart Wood is one of the top ten spiritual items in the Ancient Martial World!
She couldn’t believe she had stumbled upon such a spiritual item in Panjiayuan!
As the two whispered, the junior translator said with great vigor, "Madam, Smith first took a liking to this black pearl, and soone will bring the money over shortly!"
"This..." In the antique business, the rule of first-co first-served indeed applied, and Huang Yanli looked at Qin Yu with a troubled gaze.
"Fine, let him have it if he has the money; I’ll buy a bigger black pearl for my darling." Qin Yu grinned, his face calm.
Smith took out his phone, dialed a number, and the call connected quickly, bringing a genuine LD accent over the line, "Smith, my good friend, did you find anything today?"
"Yes, a big find! But, I didn’t bring enough cash. Could you bring a hundred thousand Dragon Country Currency?"
"Okay."
After hanging up, Smith told the junior translator a few words, and upon hearing Smith’s words, the translator felt the whole world had gone awry!
Was Smith serious? He really brought the money?
If he had known this old Russian was such a simpleton with lots of cash, he should have asked for at least three thousand earlier, no, it should have been five thousand!
Dammit, spending two hundred thousand on a piece of acrylic?!
Even though the junior translator was reluctant, he could only force a smile uglier than crying, "Madam, Mr. Smith said his friend will bring the money over in two minutes."
Oh my gosh! What is happening today? Two fat sheep in a row? Huang Yanli was jumping for joy.
"Great, great, I’d wait even a whole day, not just two minutes!"
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows, surprised by the Russian’s determination; it seed he really had noticed sothing.
No, he couldn’t let the Russian’s man deliver the money; he had to act imdiately!
But as always, the more you fear sothing, the quicker it happens! A middle-aged man dressed in a managent uniform sprinted over, shouting as he ran, "Who is Mr. Smith?"
The junior translator perked up and imdiately waved his hand, "Mr. Smith is over here."
The middle-aged man’s eyes lit up, and he hurried over, nodding and bowing to Smith, "Mr. Smith, my na is Wang Chao, Han Shao asked to deliver the money to you! A total of a hundred thousand, is it enough?"
"Thank you," Smith said in his stiff Dragon Country language, the only Huaxia phrase he knew.
"Not at all, not at all, it’s an honor to serve Mr. Smith," Wang Chao replied, standing obediently aside, looking at Smith with a pleasing expression.
Smith pulled out a hundred thousand Dragon Country Currency from his handbag, added the hundred thousand Wang Chao had brought, and handed it all to Huang Yanli, "Madam, could you count this and see if it adds up to two hundred thousand?"
"Of course! Of course!" Huang Yanli was elated as she took the money and started counting it rapidly with a money counter.
Qin Yu was about to die of anxiety; if this kept up, it would be too late!
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