pjbooks Chapter 108 The 45 "insurance" - Mu Wanqing: If something happens, don't say you know
Chapter 108 The 45 "insurance" - Mu Wanqing: If something happens, don't say you know
Mu Wanqing looked at the list that Chen Yifan had sent her.
There was no sound at all.
In her luxurious yet cold office on the top floor of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce.
It was so quiet that I could hear my own heartbeat.
After a full half minute, she picked up the encrypted phone again.
There was an almost absurd tremor in his voice.
"Chen Yifan, are you crazy?"
"You're... planning to blow up the city center?!"
She considered herself to have seen countless big scenes and dealt with all sorts of outlaws.
But no one can be like Chen Yifan.
To put it in the tone of someone buying cabbage, a "shopping list" could be compiled that would incite a riot in any city.
Fifty C-grade Explosive Runes.
Fifty images detonated simultaneously would have the power to completely erase the city center square from the map.
Fifty C-grade Flash Runes.
When activated in public, it can instantly blind all non-psychic professionals below level 50, creating a perfect chaotic hell.
Three B-grade stand-in scarecrows.
Hard currency that can be used to take someone's place in a certain death situation is always in high demand but rarely available on the black market.
Grade A Absolute Defense Scroll (Pseudo).
This thing is even more outrageous. Although it has the word "fake" in its name, it has been tested internally by the Black Gold Merchant Guild and is strong enough to withstand a full-force attack from a Lv.75 Master-level expert, leaving the user severely injured but not dead.
According to official standards, Grade A is already in the realm of epic quality in dungeon ratings.
What on earth is this guy trying to do?!
"I'm just buying insurance."
On the phone, Chen Yifan's voice was completely flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
"As you know, there will be quite a few people who want to invite me to the awards ceremony the day after tomorrow."
"Insurance?"
Mu Wanqing laughed in exasperation, her chest heaving.
"You call this insurance? You're clearly trying to drag ordinary people down with you!"
She was now absolutely certain that this bastard was really planning to stage a dramatic self-destruction at the awards ceremony.
If that's the case, she, as an "accomplice" bound by the contract, will definitely be implicated.
"Don't worry, I'm not a villain. Besides, I'm more afraid of death than you are." Chen Yifan's voice remained calm. "So, name your price, Miss Mu. I believe the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce has the channels to get these things."
Mu Wanqing's knuckles turned white from gripping the phone so tightly.
She really wanted to smash her phone and delete this lunatic's number from the world.
But she can't.
That damned Abyss Contract was like a brand etched on her soul, making it impossible for her to even have the thought of refusing it.
The contract terms are clearly written:
She had to cooperate unconditionally, providing him with "exclusive channels" and charging him "internal cost price".
This is practically rubbing her face, the young lady of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce, into the ground!
"Chen Yifan, do you even know what these things mean?"
She was making a final struggle.
"This isn't about money anymore. These are all strictly controlled supplies. Any large-scale leak of even one item would be enough to get me summoned for questioning by the military!"
"That's why we need your 'exclusive channel'."
Chen Yifan's tone was so matter-of-fact that it was outrageous.
"..."
Mu Wanqing felt her blood pressure surging wildly.
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, the anger had subsided, leaving only the businessman's coldness.
Since the contract cannot be violated, then within the rules, let's make this bastard bleed!
"Okay, you want it, I'll give it to you."
Mu Wanqing's voice was as cold as ice. "Explosion and Flash runes, C-grade consumables, black market price is eight thousand each. Internal cost price is six thousand."
"One hundred sheets, six hundred thousand."
"A Class B Scarecrow Stand, its functionality is irreplaceable, it's like an extra life. I'll use my authority to get you three from the 'basement,' five million each, a flat price. Three, fifteen million."
"As for that Grade A pseudo-absolute defense scroll..."
Mu Wanqing paused for a moment.
There are only two of these in the entire Jiangcheng Black Gold Chamber of Commerce branch, and even she herself is not qualified to use them.
"I'm not selling this," she said coldly.
Article Thirty of the Contract.
Chen Yifan simply stated a number calmly to remind her.
"you!"
Mu Wanqing's teeth were grinding together.
She had no choice.
"Thirty million!"
She practically squeezed out that number through gritted teeth.
"This is its bottom line, not a penny less!"
What she quoted was indeed the market valuation of the scroll, and she even deliberately lowered it a little.
She was certain that Chen Yifan absolutely could not come up with the money!
He has only just put up a bounty of 50 million; the remaining money is definitely not enough!
As long as he can't afford to pay, he's not considered to be in breach of contract.
"Fifteen million, plus six hundred thousand, then another thirty million." On the other end of the phone, Chen Yifan calculated unhurriedly, "Total, forty-five million six hundred thousand, right?"
"That's right." Mu Wanqing's lips curled into a cold smile. "What, Hero Chen, can't you produce it?"
"Okay, deal."
"...What?"
Mu Wanqing froze, wondering if she was hallucinating.
"I said, deal," Chen Yifan repeated. "I'll transfer it to you now. I need to have everything before dawn. I'll send you the location later."
"Where...where did you get so much money?!"
Mu Wanqing's voice was filled with undisguised shock and horror.
She knew very well that this guy had just spent fifty million.
Where did he conjure up over forty million?!
A high school student.
A professional who hasn't even reached the first job advancement stage.
Could it be...?
He sold those two epic daggers?
No, that's not right.
If it really was sold, she would definitely know.
If not, then what could it be?
Suddenly, a thought exploded in her mind like lightning, causing her heart to tremble.
Wei Ze's spatial ring!
After Wei Ze was killed, the spatial ring was still in the other party's possession.
During the evacuation, his body was "accidentally" dragged away by a strange beast, and his ring also "disappeared".
It turns out, he wasn't missing.
It was taken away by this guy, right under everyone's noses, without anyone noticing!
A rival who can compete with her for the right to inherit the Chamber of Commerce has a total net worth of more than 40 million.
"Miss Mu, you don't need to worry about that." Chen Yifan didn't bother to explain. "Send me your account details."
The phone hangs up.
Mu Wanqing stood there blankly, a complex mix of emotions churning within her.
Shock, anger, fear, and a hint of... curiosity that she herself was unaware of.
She shook her head, forcibly shaking off the distracting thoughts.
Now is not the time to think about these things.
She immediately dialed an encrypted number.
"it's me."
"Use the highest privileges to retrieve everything on the list from the 'basement'."
"No matter the cost, deliver it to the designated location before dawn."
"I will take full responsibility for any problems that arise."
After hanging up the phone, she slumped into the cold leather seat, a sense of powerlessness gripping her.
She felt like she wasn't playing a game with a high school student, but rather dancing with an old fox disguised as a teenager.
But this dance, from the moment she signed that damned contract, was no longer her choice.
……
Five o'clock in the morning.
Outside an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs of Jiangcheng.
Chen Yifan stood in the shadows, the night wind making his clothes flutter.
More than 40 million, just like that, gone.
It would be a lie to say I don't feel sorry for her.
Money can be earned back, but life is irreplaceable.
Just then, a faint engine sound came from afar.
A heavy truck, completely black and without any license plates, was parked like a ghost at the warehouse entrance.
The car door opened, and a man in black wearing a silver mask jumped out and bowed slightly in Chen Yifan's direction.
"Mr. Chen, here are your things."
He opened the trunk.
A huge alloy combination lock box, gleaming with a cold metallic light, sat quietly inside.
Chen Yifan stepped forward and entered the password.
"Click".
The lid of the box slowly opened.
One hundred neatly stacked runes, three lifelike scarecrows, and an antique scroll emitting a faint glow lay quietly on a velvet cushion.
He picked up the A-grade defense scroll and felt the powerful energy emanating from it. The huge weight that had been hanging over his heart finally lifted by half.
With these things, he finally had a sliver of confidence to live for the "ceremony" the day after tomorrow.
He closed the box and turned to disappear into the darkness.
"Mr. Chen."
The masked man in black suddenly called out to him.
"The young lady asked me to pass on a message to you."
Chen Yifan paused slightly and turned around.
Beneath the mask, a voice devoid of emotion relayed the message.
"The young lady said... Have a good time."
"Also, if anything happens, don't say you know her."