Zhou Xing was about to walk out of the private room with Yu Xiaohui, when President Liu's voice came from behind.

"Mr. Zhou, please stay! We have taken this order. However, because of the rising risk, this price is not 300 grams of the market price. ”

Seeing that the 500,000 yuan that was about to be received was about to slip away, President Liu was also a little uneasy. If 30 million gold is transferred, even if the other party doesn't want it, the loss of his side will not exceed 500,000.

The business delivered to the door does not make money in vain. Well, if you can take a bite of fat on top of the commission, it would be perfect. I have to say that President Liu has a good calculation.

Zhou Xing turned around and returned to his seat. "The price is good to say. I am a person who pays attention to the atmosphere and coolness in doing business, and people respect me a foot, and I respect people!"

"Because the margin of this transaction is insufficient, in order to reduce the risk of trading, the price of gold has to rise by 10% from the market price. That's 330 a gram. If Mr. Zhou can accept this price, we can sign the contract immediately. ”

A 10% increase? This time it will cost another 3 million. This is too dark, isn't it? Yu Xiaohui was about to bargain immediately.

Zhou Xing raised his hand to stop her, his fingers tapping aimlessly on the table, and fiercely weighing the pros and cons in his mind.

Obtaining a sufficient amount of gold was crucial in Zhou Xing's plan. Being able to solve this problem once and for all, it doesn't matter if you spend a little more.

"Okay, 330 is 330. To do business to be honest, in order to catch up with the goods, I also let go. It seems that this business is destined to lose money and make money. Zhou Xing shook his head with a wry smile, "But can you waive this commission from your bank for me?"

President Liu and General Manager Zhao glanced at each other, and each other's faces smiled. Just by 10% of the price increase, they will earn nearly 3 million more. Commissions are nothing compared to that.

"Happy cooperation!" President Liu's hand and Zhou Xing's hand clasped tightly together. After signing the contract, Zhou Xing took Yu Xiaohui and left.

He didn't even look at the box full of money on the table. President Liu watched Zhou Xing walk out of the box, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this is a rich man!

The crucial step of the plan was completed, and Zhou Xing felt refreshed. He took out 10,000 yuan from the trunk and threw it to Yu Xiaohui in the co-pilot.

"It's a reward for you. You are indebted to the fact that this business can be negotiated. Yu Xiaohui took a pile of old man's heads in surprise and thanked him repeatedly.

The 1.5 million that Zhou Xing got from selling jadeite had already spent more than half of it in a blink of an eye. Next, there are 400,000 yuan to be paid to Liu Bo's three brothers, and there are only 200,000 or 300,000 left. But Zhou Xing didn't care, compared to the mountains of money in the treasury, this million or so was a fart.

Now it's up to Liu Bo's three brothers to dig holes! Xu Dong has the blueprints of the air-raid shelter in his hand, and in the original play, he took Liu Bo and glasses to dig up the treasury.

"System, can you find the location of the treasury?" Zhou Xing asked.

"The money in the vault is the most important story item, and the system can certainly detect it. "It seems that the system is still somewhat useful, and it is not a waste material that can only beep. In this way, Zhou Xing was able to accurately command Liu Bo and the three to dig a hole.

"The hammers, shovels, pickaxes, and rigs are here, and so is the money. Zhou Xing threw a bunch of tools into the hot pot restaurant, and threw the backpack behind him onto the table. "Enlarge the hole to my satisfaction, and you take the money. ”

The three brothers Liu Bo were happy. "Let's get to work right away. Xu Dongwei screamed and wanted to get the tools. He also didn't forget to greet Zhou Xing, "Glasses, make a pot of tea for Mr. Zhou." ”

The glasses snorted and turned to make tea. Liu Bo glanced at Yu Xiaohui, who was following Zhou Xing closely, slim and slim, and his eyes were a little lonely.

"Liu Bo, I forgot to introduce you to you, your old classmate Yu Xiaohui is now working with me and being my personal secretary. Zhou Xing deliberately stabbed him.

Liu Bo tilted his head and asked Yu Xiaohui. "Didn't you still work in the bank two days ago, why did you follow Mr. Zhou again?"

Yu Xiaohui smiled awkwardly and said nothing. Zhou Xing replied for her, "People go to high places, and water flows to low places." Liu Bo, you don't understand this truth, right?"

The loneliness in Liu Bo's eyes was even worse. He laughed and stopped talking, picked up his pickaxe and went to work.

"Mr. Zhou, the tea is here!" the glasses came over to offer courtesy. Zhou Xing was just about to pour himself tea when a discordant voice came from the door of the store.

"Where is Liu Bo?" The voice was accompanied by a middle-aged man with a thick head, gray hair, and a long silver chain around his neck.

He was followed by a few yellow-haired brothers. Zhou Xing's face changed slightly, the seventh brother of the underworld in the original play is here!

The first time he dealt with underworld figures, Zhou Xing was still a little nervous. Fortunately, Brother Qi is not looking for him. Zhou Xing poured himself a drink, ready to wait and see what happened.

"Liu Bo, don't hide! When will the money owed to Lao Tzu be repaid?" the seventh brother walked up to Liu Bo with a golden knife and asked with his head held high.

"Brother Seven, when we sell this store, we will have the money to pay you back. What are you in a hurry!" was collected by the creditor to the store, Liu Bo was a little embarrassed. Especially in front of the female classmate and good brother who had a crush, Liu Bo felt particularly down.

"You turtle son fools Lao Tzu every day, today to push tomorrow tomorrow to postpone the day after tomorrow, who knows which of your words is true? Today you must pay back the money you owe to Lao Tzu, otherwise you will burn down your bird shop. Brother Qi said cruelly.

Hearing this, Zhou Xing squinted at Seventh Brother for a while, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. This shop can't be burned, and Lao Tzu's treasure is still inside! He silently calculated in his heart the chances of joining forces with Liu Bo and the three of them to get him.

"Brother Seven, give me three more days, just three days. You see that Mr. Zhou, who bought the store, is sitting here, and you still don't believe me?" Liu Bo begged.

"Mr. Zhou, which Mr. Zhou?" the seventh brother squinted and looked at Zhou Xing. The latter old god was drinking tea on the ground, as if he had not heard what was happening in the shop. Pretend!

Brother Qi turned his gaze disdainfully, "Invite less extras to deceive Lao Tzu." You've paid back the money today. ”

"Brother Seven, we didn't lie to you, Mr. Zhou really came to buy the store, and the price was negotiated, 500,000. Handover after three days. Seeing the situation, Xu Dong and glasses also came over and echoed.

"You still want to deceive Lao Tzu, you ghost shop where birds don't, can you sell 500,000?"

"Seventh brother, give me three more days, and I will definitely pay back the money..."Liu Bo had no other way but to beg bitterly. The seventh brother pursed his lips disdainfully, and his fingers moved slightly to make a gesture. The little brother behind him rushed up, ready to get started.

"I paid Liu Bo's money back for him!" When Liu Bo was desperate and helpless, Zhou Xing spoke.

If the seventh brother and his grandson continue to make trouble, who knows if the burrowing project will be completed as scheduled? Zhou Xing stretched out two fingers to Yu Xiaohui. Yu Xiaohui understood, she opened the backpack brought by Zhou Xing and ordered 200,000.

The backpack was pulled open at once, and dozens of bright red bills were exposed in front of everyone. Brother Qi and the other gangsters were slightly distracted by the impact of a bag of red and bright banknotes.

Zhou Xing asked arrogantly, "Is 200,000 enough?"

The seventh brother couldn't help but swallow his saliva, "Liu Bo owes me 230,000, and 200,000 is not enough." ”

Zhou Xing gestured again, and Yu Xiaohui added another 30,000. Twenty-three hundred-dollar bills were neatly stacked on the table, piled up into a small mountain of money.

Except for Zhou Xing and Yu Xiaohui, the eyes of the people in the hot pot restaurant were stuck to the pile of money, and their breathing gradually became short.