Almost subconsciously, Chen Xuan activated spatial perception.

In the space, which is made up of dots, lines, and surfaces, there are only five people in the room.

Three of them were facing the two behind their desks.

As for the more specific details, he does not know.

And the scope of exploration of spiritual power through the wall is temporarily insufficient.

What is certain is that the five people in the office only have a tendency to confront each other, and have not yet risen to the point of moving.

Standing in front of the red-lacquered wooden door outside the office, Ba Kun obviously knew something, and reached out and knocked on the door with a hesitant and hesitant hand.

"Knock knock..."

When I boarded, the noise in the office was gone.

It's like someone pressed the mute button, if it weren't for Chen Xuan's extreme confidence in his perception, he would even think that the noise just now was just an illusion.

“กรุณาเข้ามา。”

(Please come in.) ）

……

A moment later, a calm response from a middle-aged man came from inside the room.

Bakun Zandasong then pushed the door open.

The office is large, with old-fashioned bookcases and filing cabinets in addition to a desk by the window.

The remaining space is used as a living room, with two long and one short solid wood chairs.

When Chen Xuan and Ba Kun just entered the door, they saw three little yellow hairs wearing silver jewelry, standing in front of their desks.

Seeing a fresh face come in, the yellow hair in the leader showed a malicious smile.

Behind the desk is a middle-aged man with glasses and a half-bald head, and a woman with heavy makeup in a knee-length skirt.

I saw that the middle-aged man suddenly shouted at the yellow hairs in Siamese, and his tone was very resolute.

At the same time, he also pointed at Chen Xuan and added several paragraphs.

It seems to tell them not to disturb the factory to do business.

His words still worked.

The three yellow-haired men giggled a few times and walked towards the outside of the office.

When they rubbed shoulders with Chen Xuan, who was standing at the door, a thin yellow hair deliberately tilted his body, trying to shrug his shoulder on the canvas bag he was carrying in front of him.

But Chen Xuan wouldn't let this thing succeed, just moved half a step away and made him almost fall.

The yellow-haired men were furious and turned back to trouble him.

Just as Chen was about to invite them to try the old fist of Mosu, the middle-aged man suddenly slapped the table.

Angry yelled in Siamese.

After such a toss, the three yellow hairs still walked away.

It's just that the gloomy eyes of the yin owl when they were about to leave made Chen Xuan very unhappy.

Fortunately, his temperament is not bad, and he will not be irritable for this little thing.

After sending away the three plague gods, the middle-aged man who looked like a leader finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Slightly apologetically, he welcomed Chen Xuan into the living room.

The woman with heavy makeup didn't know if it was a salesman or a secretary, and she was lazily making coffee.

Ba Kun wiped a handful of sweat with the back of his hand and honestly made a temporary translator.

If this order can be won, he will have a business commission.

The middle-aged leader introduced himself, his name is Taiqin, and he is the director of the external sales department of [Dama Chemical].

In fact, until the time of the meeting between the two parties, he still did not believe that Chen Xuan wanted to buy five tons of high-purity mercury.

But since the other party has intentions, then they can negotiate a little business.

The bewitching woman brought the coffee, and her attitude was unreasonable, even to Tai Chin.

Obviously the kind of "cold-faced person" who is very common in various positions.

Chen Xuan was too lazy to engage in lengthy business negotiations.

He got straight to the point and inquired about the inventory and price of mercury in the factory.

Tai Qin pretended to check in front of the computer and quoted him a price.

The price of high-purity mercury in the factory is 3931.45 baht/kg.

Converted into Xia national currency, it is about 780 yuan per kilogram.

Compared with the chemical reagent stores in Xia, it is much cheaper.

There is still a difference between the direct price and the distribution price.

The prices here are almost in line with international spots, and chemical reagent stores mainly sell in small quantities.

At this price, five tons of high-purity mercury will cost about 3.9 million yuan.

Chen Xuan took the mobile phone and calculated for a while, and came up with an approximate price.

This price is still negotiable.

If he's willing to take the time to grind, cutting five to ten points won't be a problem at all.

But for Chen Xuan, time is the most precious asset.

He directly opened the canvas bag, took out a stack of bills full of 100,000 US dollars, and threw it on the reception table.

And inside the open canvas bag, there were several stacks of green bills.

Suddenly, the breathing of the other three people at the scene became rapid.

After throwing out the money, he turned his head to look at Ba Kun and said succinctly.

"Here are 100,000 knives, you can check them."

"But I'm going to get it in stock today!"

"And the specimens of each sub-tank had to be inspected by me personally."

"After confirming the loading, I will pay you another 100,000 dollars."

"I will follow the car, and after arriving at the designated warehouse with the goods, I will pay off the remaining 265,000 dollars!"

"As for the small details, you don't have to count them."

Chen Xuan waved his hand heroically, his expression still calm and natural.

These words, which sat beside him, were translated into Siamese by the stumbling words of Zandarsong.

Director Tai Qinyuan opened his eyes and hurriedly asked a few more questions.

The bewitching woman opened her mouth slightly.

Chen Xuan made direct cash transactions, and he still used a beautiful knife, there was nothing more refreshing than this.

As long as the business can be successfully completed, according to the rules of the factory's business sharing, Ba Kun can get a reward of about 270,000 baht, which is not a small amount of money in Siam.

Faced with Chen Xuan's conditions, Taiqin had no reason to refuse.

There is also sufficient stock of high-purity mercury in the plant.

And at present, the situation of [Dama Chemical Raw Material Factory] is very difficult, and this money is very needed.

The original factory in the northern suburbs of Bangkok mixed quite well.

Siam is in a period of development, with various workshops springing up.

The demand for chemical raw materials is enormous.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

The owner of the business was lured into a gambling trap by the Blue Island gang in the North District two years ago.

Since then, it has been out of control, not only losing the working capital of the factory one after another, but also owing a large amount of loans.

Among them are both banks and loan sharks from the gangs.

It's been three days now, and there are gangsters from the Blue Island gangs coming to look for trouble at both ends.

If it weren't for the fact that the factory had been registered in the North District Industrial Park in Bangkok, it would be protected by the local government.

I'm afraid it's been hollowed out a long time ago.

But even so, the management of the plant felt anxious every day.

ushered in Chen Xuan, the God of Wealth, and the embarrassment of the factory will be greatly alleviated.

I saw Taiqin pick up the stack of dollar bills, sit at the desk, pick up the mobile phone, and make a quick call.

The Siamese woman with heavy makeup quietly pulled her skirt* to the base of her legs.

Then he sat beside Chen Xuan with his hips (middle) and hips, and leaned over the hot and greasy body.

……