Pressing the abacus back into his stomach, Dahe Long smiled even more flatteringly.
The flesh of the cheeks squeezed out folds that looked so sincere that they looked fake.
Like a fly smelling the golden paradise, he rubbed his hands and eagerly waited for the answer from the young God of Wealth in front of him.
Ye pretended to glance at the ore.
The Ore Sand in the box is gray in color, mixed with gravel, and even stained with incompletely dried soil on the surface.
Ye didn't even look at it, he raised his hand and swept the wooden box open, and a few grains of inferior Ore Sand rolled down the gap and fell to the ground.
"Who cares about the junk in your hand? It takes up space."
Hearing this, Dahe Long's heart skipped a beat. Could this deal be ruined?
A heavy cold sweat instantly oozed from Dahe Long's greasy forehead.
He looked at the Ore Sand on the ground, then turned to the mountain of two million dollars on the table that exuded the alluring fragrance of ink, and felt his heart being squeezed hard.
Take a bath?
Never take a bath!
If this super fat sheep with a lot of money is allowed to walk out of the house, his dream of making money and running away will be shattered.
Those red-eyed miners outside can tear his bones apart and make soup tomorrow!
"Big, big boss..." Dahe Long's Adam's apple slid violently, and his heart was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.
He quickly calculated in his mind how much profit margin he could squeeze out, his heart skipped a beat, and he gritted his teeth.
No matter, even if I eat less meat, I still have to keep this God of Wealth here!
He moved a small step forward, bent even lower, opened his dry lips several times, and finally squeezed out the offer.
"If you are not satisfied with the price, we can definitely negotiate the price!"
"I personally make the decision. On the basis of four times the profit, I will give you another 5% profit! You see..."
However, just when the five words Dahe Long were still swirling in his throat and he was about to blurt it out with anxiety, Ye Sui interrupted him.
Ye pulled out a thick contract from his sleeve. The paper pages were laminated with the secret seal of Hokage Building to guarantee its effectiveness. The outer layer only had the seal of Gold Source Trading Company.
"Don't say four times, I will buy it directly at five times the current market price!"
At night, he held up the exquisite tea cup on the table and blew away the foam. He fully demonstrated the arrogance and arrogance of the rich young man.
"I want to first lock up the mining production capacity of your entire chamber of commerce Alliance for the next three months."
"The quantity will be filled according to the approved production capacity of each mine. I will charge you as much as you can dig out within three months."
"The deposit is settled on the spot, and the balance will be paid after inspection three months later."
Five times the premium!
When these four words came out, the originally noisy Underground Money House fell silent on the spot.
The businessmen who were hiding in the dark and eavesdropping kept their ears open, and no one was willing to move away.
Dahe Long's breathing became faster and faster. He hurriedly grabbed the thick contract and scanned it down.
If the buyer breaches the contract, the deposit will not be refunded and the seller will be compensated for actual losses.
If the seller is out of stock, he will be compensated three times the deposit.
The terms are written in black and white, and if there is a breach of contract, it will be enough to bankrupt the entire Wind and Earth Alliance.
There is also a small disclaimer at the end of the contract.
[If technical substitution materials appear within three months for Land of Fire, the buyer may unilaterally terminate the contract without liability.]
Dahe Long stopped looking for a moment, and narrowed his triangular eyes slightly.
Shinobi World The mineral resources that have been needed for decades are just there. Konoha Even if you invite gods, it is impossible to develop materials to replace the entire mining line within three months.
In his opinion, this was just a useless clause added by the layman just for the sake of face.
Ye didn't give him any time to think about it anymore, so he reached out and took back the contract.
"What are you looking at? This is a strict rule that our family must follow when going through the motions."
"Hurry up, if you want to sign or not, if you don't sign, I will take the money and find the next one across the street!"
Dahe Long I was afraid that this living God of Wealth would really take the money away, so his eyes turned red and his voice changed.
"Sign, please welcome me. I'll sign it right away!"
He wrote his name on the contract as quickly as possible, and then stamped it with the highest private seal of Wind and Earth Alliance.
[Ding! The extreme ecstasy and ridicule value from the Wind-Earth Trading Alliance represents Dahe Long, +11400!]
Holding the tea cup, Ye watched the other party beckoning his men to move away the first batch of deposits, bowed and left again and again, and his eyes fell back on the fine print at the end of the contract.
A financial massacre targeting the entire Wind-Earth Border officially kicked off from this moment.
The news of the acquisition of future production capacity at a five times premium spread to Underground Money House, and soon swept the entire Black Market.
Dahe Long As soon as Money House walked out of the gate, a group of red-eyed businessmen gathered around to find out what was true.
In less than half an hour, Underground Money House was already crowded with people outside the door, and various mining documents and land deeds were sent into the hall one after another.
Some people came with private seals, while others went to borrow loan sharks on the spot to prepare for the expansion of the mine.
Greed was completely ignited, and everyone wanted to pounce on him and tear off a piece of flesh from this free windfall.
Obito stood by the table, looking down at the mostly empty scrolls in the box, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
"Ye, if we give out the deposit like this, how can we guarantee that the contract will be terminated after three months?"
He held the copy of the contract and looked at the mostly empty wooden box, his throat felt dry.
Ye pushed the tea cup in front of him and pointed at the line of small words at the end of the copy of the contract.
"The guarantee is here. If they can't understand it, or pretend not to understand it, that's their own problem."
Obito stared at the line of words for a long time and swallowed.
"They are so stubborn, do they really believe that we won't be able to create alternative materials in three months?"
"It's not that they believe we can't build it, they just can't bear the sky-high price in front of them."
Ye stood up, straightened his sleeves slowly, and looked through the door, falling on the businessmen vying to hand over the contract.
"People, as long as they start borrowing money to expand production, they will bet their own tomorrow on the table."
"We don't need to use the knife, just sit here and wait and watch them step by step into Money House's death."
Late at night, the caravan booked the most luxurious top-level suite in the backyard of Money House.
The charcoal pot in the house was burning brightly, and hot wine was rolling on the stove.
He lay in front of his desk at night, methodically checking the delivery quantity on each forward contract.
Obito sat by the threshold, flipping through the densely packed thick account books, and his eyes were filled with stars.
After looking at it for half a night, his head was so swollen that it hurt.
"I don't understand, I really don't understand."
Obito rubbed his sore temples irritably, pushed the account book aside, and looked at Ye who was still checking the account books.
"Why are you so happy when it's obviously a loss-making transaction?"
Ye turned over a page of the account book and looked up at him for a moment.
"You didn't understand a word of what I said in Hokage's Office, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, there were three long and two short knocks on the door outside the closed door. The rhythm was secretive and careful.
As soon as Obito raised his eyelids, his instinct was to open Sharingan immediately.
Ye raised her hand and pressed his shoulder.
"Don't be nervous, open the door."
Ye looked at the door, with a little more playfulness on her lips.
"A customer has come to our door to discuss business."
The door was pushed open a crack, and the person quickly stepped inside. After locking the door with his backhand, he took off the heavy cloak that covered his face.
Obito used the light to see the person's face clearly, and his expression immediately darkened.
The visitor turned out to be the arrogant representative Dahe Long's arch-enemy during the day, the powerful second-in-command in the Wind-Earth Trading Alliance, Kuroda.
The other party came alone, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and his bloodshot eyes were always staring at the uncollected banknotes on the table.
"Your Excellency, if I can provide you with more spot and follow-up production capacity than Dahe Long alone."
"And I guarantee that this transaction will never be known to anyone else..."
He swallowed dryly and licked his white lips with his tongue.
"In terms of price, can we talk more?"