At ten o'clock in the evening, Su Cheng came to the corridor of the shopping mall on the ground floor, and at this moment, the originally dense flow of people had become sparse. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Due to the cooler weather, most residents choose to go home after half past nine, unlike in summer, when they can go home until the early hours of the morning.

Walking into the Chanel store, Su Cheng found that Luo Jing and Wang Xiaoai were still paying there, but they seemed a little tired.

Especially Wang Xiaoai, hunched over her back, looking listless, Luo Jing is much better than her, and her energy is not as good as before, but she looks quite abundant.

Su Cheng walked over and asked, "How many pieces have you swiped?"

"Mr. Su. Luo Jing shouted and hurriedly said, "It's already 508 pieces." ”

"508?" Su Cheng looked at the goods piled aside and said, "How much money did it cost?"

"8.09 million. Luo Jing replied.

"Why so little?" Su Cheng frowned.

"Uh...... Is it still less?" Luo Jing and Wang Xiaoai looked at each other, unable to complain.

The goods they swiped were all according to the most expensive of Chanel.

8.09 million clothes and bags, only Su Cheng dislikes less.

Su Cheng glanced at the remaining goods in the store, and beckoned a waiter and said: "All these brushed money and things are packaged for me, and those that have not been brushed, well, since you said to buy them together, then you will also pack them together, and settle the bill in a unified manner later." ”

"Okay, Mr. Su. ”

"Let's go, go with me to another house and continue paying. Su Cheng said to Luo Jing and the others.

"Ah, let's go, Mr. Su, I'm a little tired and don't want to go. Wang Xiaoai lay on the counter and said lazily.

"What about you?" asked Su Cheng as he looked at Luo Jing.

Luo Jing hurriedly said: "I have no problem. ”

"Let's go, then. ”

After that, Su Cheng walked in front, and after Luo Jing and Wang Xiaoai muttered a few words, they trotted quickly behind Su Cheng.

At this time, the door of Lao Fengxiang's gold shop was closed, and Su Cheng stepped forward and knocked on the door, and talked to the people inside.

After a few moments, the door of the gold shop slowly opened.

"Mr. Su, you're finally here!" Manager Bai saw Su Cheng with a sincere smile on his face.

"Well, how are the jewelry, how are they wrapped?" asked Su Cheng.

"More than five hundred pieces have been completed. "The packaging of jewelry is not as easy as that of clothes and bags, and the packaging of jewelry should be careful and correct.

Even if there was no knot on the packaging box, it took more than 20 employees of the entire gold store to work together for two hours to pack less than 600 pieces.

"Manager Bai, is this the Mr. Su you said?" At this moment, a man of forty-seven or eighteen years old walked briskly from inside.

"Yes, Mr. Yan. Manager Bai introduced: "Mr. Su, this is the general manager of our Lao Fengxiang Gold Store in Shanghai District, he immediately came from Pudong District after learning that you wanted to buy the jewelry of the whole store. ”

"Hello Mr. Su, Yan Haikuan. ”

"Su Cheng. ”

"Su Cheng?" Yan Haikuan frowned slightly, and asked, "Mr. Su knows someone from the Zhang family in Sichuan Province?"

Yan Haikuan's words made Su Cheng's eyes look strange, how could he think of the Zhang family as soon as he heard his name?

"That's right, yes. ”

Yan Haikuan's eyes flashed, and there was a slight surprise in his eyes, "Maybe take a step to speak?"

Su Cheng nodded, and then explained to Luo Jing.

Immediately, accompanied by Manager Bai, she quickly began to brush the money, and Su Cheng followed Yan Haikuan to a reception room inside the gold store.

Sitting on the sofa, Su Cheng looked at Yan Haikuan opposite, and asked bluntly: "Mr. Yan, you asked me to come here, if you have anything to say, just say it." ”

"Mr. Su is a cheerful person. Yan Haikuan laughed and said: "Then I won't beat around the bush, I heard people in the circle say that you have a part of the gold transaction with the Zhang family, this matter is ......."

"Definitely. Su Cheng secretly thought that sure enough, he knew that Yan Haikuan was asking about this.

Speaking of which, there are still more than 130 tons of gold in his sub-four-dimensional space, which is a valuable fortune that has never had a chance to sell.

"Then are you still doing that kind of business now?" Yan Haikuan said in a low voice, his eyes flashing with strong anticipation.

"Naturally, how much do you want, Mr. Yan?" Su Cheng said quietly.

"So much!" Yan Hai widened the ratio to 'eight'.

"Eight tons?" Su Cheng squinted and asked, "Are you sure you want so much?"

"I ......"

Yan Haikuan was choked by Su Cheng's words, he was not referring to eight tons, but eight hundred kilograms.

However, according to what Su Cheng meant, he had eight tons of gold?

Depend on!

His heart trembled violently, and his face turned slightly red from the short-circuit in his brain.

He didn't doubt the truth of Su Cheng's words, because this kind of person who can write a check in ICBC, and the amount of the check can reach 100 million at will, has a huge wealth, and he is definitely a person who knows the severity of the matter, and he can't joke with him in this kind of thing.

Trying to calm his mind, after a few breaths, Yan Haikuan's eyes were burning, and he followed Su Cheng's words and said tentatively: "Then what kind of goods are you in your hands?"

"Thousands of pure gold, the gold content is 99.9%. Su Cheng said: "Mr. Yan, do you really want eight tons? I don't have much of this batch of goods in my hand, do you want to buy more? ”

"Uh......" Yan Haikuan's eyelids kept jumping, and he asked, "Mr. Su, take the liberty of asking, how much pure gold do you still have in your hand?"

"This is a trade secret, sorry. If you are sincere, you can contact me at any time, this is my business card. Su Cheng took out a business card and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

"This ...... Is it available lately?" Yan Haikuan took the business card, looked down and asked.

"How close do you mean?"

"These two days. ”

"If you want, you can have it tonight. Su Cheng thought for a while and said, "But the premise is that we don't take credit." ”

Yan Haikuan nodded and asked, "Eight tons of gold, is there an invoice?"

"Nope. ”

"It's a bit difficult to get a bill without an invoice. Yan Haikuan hesitated for a moment and said, "In this way, Mr. Su, if the goods are real, I will give you a real price, eight tons of gold, this price." ”

Yan Haikuan took a piece of paper and a pen and wrote a number.

18！

That means 1.8 billion.

After a little calculation, Su Cheng came up with a price of 225 yuan per gram.

The price is lower.

If they bought a hundred tons, Su Cheng could sell them at this price, but as long as eight tons, it wouldn't work.

"Mr. Yan, I will also give a real price, eight tons of gold, 2 billion. Su Cheng said without hurry.

"Mr. Su, your price is a bit high, isn't it?"

"You get what you pay for, I have enough goods, and the gold fineness is also high, 100% pure gold, and 10 for a fake. If you think it's okay, you can trade at any time, if not, then let's make friends and get to know each other. ”

Hearing this, Yan Haikuan was silent.

After a while, he smiled and said, "Mr. Su, you will do things, okay, I can't be the master for the time being, I have to ask my father, and I will give you an answer tomorrow, how about it?"

"Anytime. ”

After that, the two chatted about some interesting topics.

Soon, the time came to eleven o'clock.

Su Cheng and Yan Haikuan ended chatting, and the two walked out of the reception room together and came to the hall of the gold store.

"How much have you brushed now?" Su Cheng asked Luo Jing.

"Three hundred pieces have been brushed. ”

"Well, go ahead. ”

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