Long Sui was rejected by Wu Chan and did not feel the loss of face. As a businessman, being rejected is common. The reason is simply that the seller wants to bargain and pursue the best interests.
There is no deal that cannot be negotiated in this world, only prices that cannot be negotiated.
"Mr. Wu, please give me a price."
Wu Chan said: "A fang is exchanged for an armored truck."
He reported a series of detailed parameter requirements, from the truck model to the loading tonnage, to the specifications and quantity of tires and spare tires, followed by the horsepower of the energy-release engine, the thickness and coverage of the modified armor, and so on.
Gong Tiantian and Gan Xiaoyi seemed to be listening to the scriptures, wondering if their boss used to stay in the garage repairing cars when he wasn't filming.
Long Sui has seen sellers with lions opening their mouths widely, but this is the first time he has seen such a picky lion. Not only did he not hate it, but he was even more interested in Wu Chan: "Your customization requirements are not a problem for the Horizon Business Group at all. However, it will take time to transform two trucks of this level."
"I only need one truck. I have other requirements for another fang." Wu Chan said.
"Speaking."
"I want to use the fangs to make some weapons." Wu Chan said.
The greatest value of the fangs of whale-level monsters is to be made into weapons. A fang with a total length of two meters will become a pile of worthless scraps after being used to make a few knives.
Longsui allowed Wu Chan to ask for high prices because he didn't understand the market or was greedy, but he didn't allow Wu Chan to treat Horizon Business Group as an idiot. He smiled with a knife: "Mr. Wu is not planning to sell scraps to us."
"If you want it, the scraps will be given to you." Wu Chan said.
"So, Mr. Wu only plans to sell us a fang in exchange for an armored truck." Long Sui said.
"To be precise, I will give you a fang, and you will give me an armored truck and help me arrange for a knifemaker to make the other fang into a weapon. You will also pay for the crafting costs." Wu Chan said.
This is the "final offer" that Wu Chan has made from the beginning.
Making the tusks of a whale-level monster into a weapon is an extremely difficult task that requires advanced processing equipment in the forge and the skills of a licensed swordsmith. The threshold for true luxury is never money, but status. As the unknown owner of No. 3 scrap incineration station in East District, Wu Chan could not see the face of a licensed knifesmith even if he walked into the forge carrying a sack of cash.
Long Sui leaned back, leaning his back on the chair, turning the dragon-patterned ring on his left index finger, and looked at Wu Zen again. According to the temporary information he received, Wu Chan was from outside the city who had just arrived in D067 New City for three months. He had no complicated background or foundation in this city and was an unknown person.
There are two types of nameless people in this world.
One is namelessness due to incompetence.
The second is to deliberately hide the edge.
Now it seems that this man named Wu Chan is the second type. Neither the powerful Horizon Merchant Group nor the huge wealth symbolized by the fangs of the whale-level evil could shake him. This man has seen big scenes.
Moreover, for some reason, the more Long Sui looked at him, the more he felt that Wu Chan looked familiar.
"Mr. Wu." Long Sui's steady voice slowly revealed a bit of fierceness, "The price of a high-end armored truck for a fang is far higher. The reason why we agree is that we want you to give us the two You have traded all the fangs to us. Now, you are only willing to sell one piece, and there are additional conditions. What reason do you think you have for me to agree to it? "
Long Sui's outward elegance was torn away layer by layer, and he changed from a businessman to a gangster. The air pressure in the room became a little difficult to breathe. This was the first time Gong Tiantian saw a man whose aura was not inferior to that of his boss Wu Chan.
Just like a lone wolf and a vicious leopard meeting each other on a narrow road in the wilderness, they bared their teeth and claws to demonstrate to each other.
"The reason is eight words." Wu Chan said.
"I would like to hear the details." Long Sui said.
"There are rare things to live in, and demand exceeds supply," Wu Chan said. "In your jargon, a seller's market means you can do whatever you want."
Long Sui suddenly smiled, and his arrogance was extinguished.
"Mr. Wu is really a talented person. Do you want to consider joining our Horizon Business Group?"
Wu Chan was not interested in the ten heroes who defended the city, and he was even less interested in the merchants.
"All I need is a smooth transaction."
"No problem, I accept your price." Long Sui said.
He snapped his fingers, and a guard behind him took out a wooden board with paper between it, held it in his arm and started writing.
Long Sui took over the drafted contract and passed it directly to Wu Chan without even taking a glance at it.
Wu Chan quickly browsed it from top to bottom, and all the requirements he had just dictated were recorded verbatim.
The Horizon Business Group truly lives up to its reputation.
Wu Chan signed his name on the contract in duplicate, and Long Sui not only signed his name but also pressed the seal of the Horizon Business Group.
Long Sui rolled up the contract, put it into a copper tube, and handed it to his subordinates.
"Tomorrow morning, I will send someone to take Mr. Wu to the forge to transform a piece of fang into a weapon. In seven days, the truck Mr. Wu wants will be parked at the door of this martial arts studio. At that time, we will hand over the truck in one hand and the fang in the other. . Now, let’s take our leave.”
In the evening, the main topic at the Gong Family Martial Arts School was the fact that Wu Chan was poached twice in one day. The employees of the two waste incineration stations probably wanted to earn back the wages they gave up during the day, and kept encouraging the boss. Wu Chan is an all-around talent who is loved by everyone and makes flowers bloom.
Of course Wu Zen understood the real thoughts of these two guys, so he promised to take them to the forge tomorrow, and then he was finally clean.
Early in the morning.
Wu Chan woke up to the sounds of Gong Tiantian's morning exercises.
Gan Xiaoyi woke up earlier than Wu Chan. He sat in the corridor and watched Gong Tiantian train.
Learning from the lesson learned last time, Gong Tiantian wore long sleeves and long pants for this training.
After breakfast, Wu Chan and Gong Fu had a discussion on the issue of fists and kicks. The content was obscure and difficult to understand, and many terms Gong Tiantian had never heard of came out of Gong Fu's mouth. This makes Gong Tiantian wonder whether what she has been practicing since she was a child is the authentic palace style secret skill!
Not long after the martial arts discussion, people from the Horizon Business Group came outside.
They brought a pickup truck to haul the tusks of the whale-level monster.
Gong Tiantian and Gan Xiaoyi had hardly ever been in a car, and they were both a little excited along the way.
The car drove to the entrance of the forge, and Long Sui with his escort was already waiting there.
Wu Chan expected that Long Sui would come in person.
After a few simple greetings, two guides came out of the forge and welcomed everyone inside.
Almost all the weapons in the new city come from the forge. As soon as you enter the door, there are various lathes for cutting steel plates, and sparks fly everywhere. The craftsmen wore masks and worked hard, and no one noticed the arrival of Wu Chan and others.
Winding up the stairs, you will find the licensed knifemaker's workshop on the third floor. Both the equipment and the environment are completely different from those on the first and second floors.
Obviously, Long Sui had already made an agreement with the knife maker. Without further ado, the three bladesmiths took the fangs and began to measure the precise dimensions.
"I forgot to ask yesterday," Long Sui said, "How many weapons does Mr. Wu specifically want to make?"
"A pair of axes, a pair of arm armor, and a long sword." Wu Zen said.
"Didn't my mother say she didn't want it?" Gong Tiantian said.
"The long sword is reserved for my own use." Wu Chan said.