777米奇影

Luo Feng spoke up, “So, Mr. Andy, how much more of such items do you have?”

Subconsciously, Andy felt that this might be a big client. He initially wanted to reveal his entire collection right away, but on second thought, he decided to exercise caution.

“There’s plenty more, of course,” he responded. “But surely, you don’t expect me to showcase all these treasures without you doing anything in return?”

The implication in Andy’s words was clear: Luo Feng should demonstrate some sincerity before expecting Andy to unveil his entire collection.

Luo Feng quickly grasped Andy’s sentiment and promptly replied, “Besides the deposit I just gave you, I’ll offer fifty million for this sword. That’s a total of fifty-five million. Does that sound fair for this sword?”

The price Luo Feng proposed was already generous. Although he had a reputation for making extravagant purchases, the items he bought were typically of national treasure caliber. This particular sword, while symbolically significant, was mass-produced. Emperors of ancient times would bestow it upon whoever they wished. Its symbolic value far outweighed its actual worth, so it couldn’t be priced too high.

It was clear that Andy was well-aware of the market value. Recognizing Luo Feng’s offer as sincere, he immediately agreed, “How would you like to pay? Cash or transfer?”

Andy’s question hinted at an immediate transaction, but Luo Feng didn’t rush to pay.

“Mr. Andy, the price I offered should have exceeded your expectations, right?

Shouldn’t you also show some sincerity?”

The negotiation intensified. After the offer, Luo Feng clearly had the upper hand.

“So, you gave me this price just to get me to reveal my collection first?” Andy squinted, sizing up Luo Feng. He had a hunch that Luo Feng was no ordinary man. After all, who would spend fifty-five million on a decorative sword?

“Trust is essential for both parties to successfully conclude a transaction. If either side holds back, it’s just a waste of time,” Luo Feng stated, keeping his gaze fixed on Andy.

After a prolonged stare-down, Andy finally broke into a hearty laugh. “Alright then. Since you’ve put it that way, let me show you my treasures.”

Andy led Luo Feng to the entrance of a small warehouse. Just as he was about to open the door, he hesitated, “I should warn you, everything inside is precious to me. If you harbor any ill intentions, don’t say I didn’t warn you.” There was a sudden, ominous glint in his eyes.

Luo Feng realized Andy meant business and chose not to provoke him further,

“I’m here for business, not trouble. Rest assured.”

With Luo Feng’s assurance, Andy opened the warehouse. Inside, two rows of shelves displayed a myriad of items. Compared to these, the sword seemed rather mundane.

“I never imagined you’d have such an impressive collection, Mr. Andy,” Luo Feng commented as he browsed.

“Most of the items aren’t from Beijing,” Luo Feng remarked, fishing for information.

Andy smiled, “My connection in Beijing is still fresh. The sword you have is from the first batch. If you want more premium items, I can certainly arrange it. But you understand that establishing a new source comes with its costs.”

By now, Luo Feng’s interest had waned. However, he felt obligated to teach this miscreant a lesson. After selecting a few items, they agreed upon a price—two hundred million for five antiques.

“It’s a bit challenging to arrange for two hundred million in cash at short notice. Give me three days, and I’ll bring the money to finalize our transaction,” Luo Feng said.

Andy nodded understandingly, and after finalizing their deal, Luo Feng departed.

It was only then that one of Andy’s henchmen voiced his concerns, “Boss, this deal seemed too smooth. Could there be a catch?”

Andy scoffed, “What’s there to fear? We’re from the underworld! If he tries any tricks, he’ll learn the consequences of crossing me in Florida!”