777米奇影

After setting the time and place with them, Luo Feng began gathering information about the Cosmic Tower.

The primary business of the Cosmic Tower was mostly related to finance; they did not particularly need to collaborate with a logistics company.

The deeper Luo Feng delved into the matter, the more he felt that something was amiss.

He even considered rejecting the collaboration altogether.

Luo Feng was not short on money, so he did not rely on these deals to make a profit.

If such a collaboration would bring him trouble, Luo Feng would refuse it without a second thought.

However, just as Luo Feng was about to call them back to decline, he suddenly saw a news article on his phone.

The article stated that the Cosmic Tower’s antique business was progressing very smoothly.

They had recently acquired a Northern Wei Dynasty gilded bronze Maitreya Buddha through an auction.

This was not a trivial matter.

It was a genuine artifact with over a thousand years of history, crafted with exceptional skill.

The piece must have cost them quite a bit at the auction.

Moreover, the article stated that the Cosmic Tower planned to display the Maitreya Buddha as their company’s totem in their lobby.

To be honest, the moment Luo Feng saw the news, he was tempted to acquire the artifact for himself.

However, since the news stated that they considered it as their company totem, acquiring it seemed almost impossible.

But he had to try, regardless of the odds.

Ultimately, Luo Feng decided to first meet the people from Cosmic Tower to find out what kind of business they were interested in discussing and to gauge whether he had a chance to acquire the antique.

The next day at noon, Luo Feng arrived at the agreed-upon location.

It was a coffee shop, and when Luo Feng arrived, a woman was already sitting there, waiting.

“You must be Maria, right?”

Luo Feng inquired. The woman did not respond verbally but gently nodded her head and glanced at the chair in front of her.

Luo Feng understood immediately and sat down.

“What business do you wish to discuss with me?”

Luo Feng asked directly, and Maria, not beating around the bush, stated her purpose.

“I heard you have acquired a Warring States period dagger. We are very interested in it. Would you consider selling it to us?”

Upon hearing this, Luo Feng immediately understood their intent. “I’m truly sorry, but that artifact is something I cherish. I cannot part with it.” Luo Feng’s refusal was straightforward, which Maria had anticipated.

“Mr. Luo, there’s no need to decline so quickly.”

Maria said, pulling a document from her briefcase and sliding it in front of Luo Feng.

“We will make it worth your while. Not only will we offer you the market value of the dagger, but we will also sign a long-term contract with you.”

“I know your company is new and struggling with business, especially after that guy named Mike nearly ruined you. Once you sign a long-term contract with us, you’ll be protected. Not just from Mike, but from anyone in Atlanta who might target you.”

Maria’s offer was indeed tempting. For any ordinary businessman, it would be accepted without hesitation.

Unfortunately for her, Luo Feng’s company was but a front; making money was never his objective.

“I’m really sorry, but I’m very fond of that artifact. No matter what offer you make, I won’t part with it unless…”

“Unless what?”

Maria, sensing an opportunity, pressed him. Luo Feng played coy.

“My condition might be a bit excessive; I doubt you could meet it.”

“I came here today with significant sincerity. No matter what the condition, we can discuss it.”

Maria was confident; after all, there was nothing in Atlanta that the Cosmic Tower couldn’t handle.

The most excessive demands usually involved money, and as long as Maria secured the dagger, its value could be multiplied through marketing, making any concessions to Luo Feng trivial.

“I want the gilded bronze Maitreya Buddha statue that you’ve recently acquired.”

Upon hearing this, Maria’s expression changed instantly.

Though valuable, the artifact’s symbolic significance to their corporation now far outweighed its actual value. Parting with it would make the Cosmic Tower a laughingstock.

“Your condition is indeed excessive,” Maria said, almost amused. “You should be well aware that we could never agree to such a demand..”