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    Jinbeibei is truly a continental chain with enough fame and buyers to make it the place in Aurora City where prices can be inflated the most. In essence, they control the channels.

    There was once a story about a farmer who found a gemstone and sold it to a peddler for fifty coins. The farmer was happy. The peddler then resold it to a jeweler for five hundred coins and was also happy. The jeweler held an auction and sold it to a wealthy man, earning half a million coins.

    What does this story tell us?

    ...Firstly, you need to find the gemstone.

    Jinbeibei's service is quite good, after all, one visit makes you familiar, two visits make you closer, and by the third visit, they don't need to be polite when taking advantage of you.

    Ordinary customers pay forty percent commission for auctions, while VIPs like myself still have to pay a hefty thirty percent. This is the rule, and Old Wang has no choice. It’s just that his status isn’t high enough yet. Although Old Wang is cheeky, he knows his limits.

    "You guys are really ruthless, faster than robbery." Old Wang couldn't help but comment, "Aso, do you lack funds at your auction house? I could invest some capital or even technical shares."

    Suokala smiled without speaking. As a mature businessman, he wouldn't mind a customer's complaints; it's part of the service.

    "Is your boss here today?" Wang Feng suddenly felt a bit nostalgic for the beautiful mermaid and asked casually. Of course, he had no ulterior motives.

    "Her Highness instructed that if it's your request, she can be informed," Suokala said with a slight smile, though he still found it a bit strange.

    Wang Feng is now a VIP at Jinbeibei Trading Company, but only at the lowest V1 level, so he doesn't really qualify.

    "What are we waiting for? Go ahead." Old Wang eagerly got up. For beautiful legs, especially those of a beautiful lady, Old Wang has always been diligent. He wanted to get familiar first, so borrowing money later would be easier.

    It was the same top-floor reception room as last time, and as usual, there was a brief wait. When they met, despite Old Wang's mental preparation, he still felt a surge of excitement. This girl was definitely doing it on purpose.

    Unlike her sexy outfit last time, Clara was dressed more casually today, wearing a white shirt typically worn by human noble men. The craftsmanship was impeccable, and the whiteness was striking. There were golden embroidery details at the cuffs, making it look enviable. The length of the shirt barely covered her thighs as she leaned back on the chaise lounge, her S-curve fully displayed. Her slender waist and every glance exuded charm.

    Damn, is this a hybrid of a mermaid and a succubus?

    His designs in the Imperial Nine Heavens were just trash compared to this. This is what a real woman looks like.

    Clara glanced at Wang Feng with half-open eyes, her gaze distant yet close.

    "Wang Feng, you're quite bold!" Clara's gaze suddenly turned sharp.

    "Your Highness, you're wrong. If one can't appreciate such artistry and instead focuses on other things, that would be a disrespect to beauty and the ultimate disrespect!" Old Wang said earnestly and righteously.

    Pfft...

    Just moments ago, she was cold as ice, but now she was warm and blooming. She lazily took a large puff of the illusion bubble, the bubbles forming a string. "I've never seen a human like you. What do you want?"

    Old Wang smiled, "Can't I just come and see you without any reason?"

    But Clara seemed to be in a bad mood today and replied indifferently, "We aren't that close yet."

    "Don't be so formal. We'll get there eventually!"

    "Where exactly?"

    "Wherever you want it to go." Old Wang said confidently, "The omnipotent Old Wang is always ready to serve you."

    Clara glanced at him and smiled slightly, "Dare you?"

    "Look at what you're saying. But I like pretty faces and joyful souls," Old Wang shook his head, "Your life is too dull. Look at Soraka over there, drooling over your illusion bubble. If you gave him a few puffs, he'd be ecstatic. But you keep taking them, and you've lost all feeling."

    Soraka couldn't help but glance at Wang Feng. He didn't do that! This guy talks nonsense. Please don't believe his lies, Your Highness.

    "Really?"

    "Of course. Your problem is that everything comes too easily to you. If you had something unattainable in front of you, your life would become much more colorful!"

    Clara narrowed her eyes, looking at Wang Feng with a half-smile, "What could I not attain?"

    Beauty, wealth, power, status, youth?

    She had it all, and Clara was proud of it. The internal strife among humans had also elevated the status of the sea folk.

    Old Wang pointed at his nose, "For example, me. I'm a man you can't get. Even if you chase me, I won't agree!"

    Clara was stunned. Was there such a shameless human in this world???

    Even Soraka couldn't help but look at Clara's face. That guy was too audacious, daring to say such things. He had no idea how terrifying Clara could be when angry.

    "Playing hard to get?" Clara laughed, "Interesting. Just arrived are some Sakura Snow Clams, perfect for sashimi. It's a great tonic for humans. Want to try them together?"

    "My schedule..." Old Wang was about to play it cool.

    "That's a pity. Soraka, show him out." Clara suddenly lost interest.

    "Don't be like that. We were having a great chat..." Old Wang immediately changed his demeanor, smiling broadly, "I've been trying my best to make myself unattainable. Actually, getting me isn't that hard... Of course, if you don't like this approach, we can try something else. How about you ask me again, and I promise my answer will satisfy you!"

    "But I've lost interest." Clara gently pushed away the illusion bubble Soraka offered, smiling faintly, "I feel like I'm wasting my time."

    "...Alright! But, Your Highness Clara, honesty is important." Old Wang said earnestly, "If you say you'll treat someone to dinner, you should follow through. If you're really busy, I can take it to-go!"

    Clara paused, finally laughing uncontrollably.

    In the end, Old Wang successfully left with two Sakura Snow Clams...

    Kela and Wu Di were running with heavy loads, each dragging a bag as tall as a person, filled with something heavy that made a clanging sound when dragged along the ground.

    On the eight-hundred-meter track, they had already run seven or eight laps, completely exhausted and barely able to stand straight. Their legs were wobbling, but Winnie was still unsatisfied.

    "The slower you run, the worse it gets. It's just two hundred kilograms. You're Beastmen, can't handle this weight? Do you want me to get fired because of you?" Winnie waved her small whip, not being a lazy captain. She was very serious about training others: "Faster, faster! Slow like pigs..."

    "Winnie, slow runners are turtles," Fantasia kindly reminded her.

    "Did I mention anything about speed? I'm talking to you!" Winnie glared, turning around, "That round thing is for training, not for you to touch all day. Where are your hands? Yes, you! Look at yourself, fat like a pig, thinking dirty thoughts all day! Take a look in the mirror. If Rachel ever likes you, I'll commit seppuku. Eat shit, you!"

    These words were a severe blow to his self-esteem...

    Fantasy was caught in the crossfire for no reason and didn't dare to argue back. He muttered softly, "What did I do wrong..."

    "What did you say? Say it again?" Winnie's temper today was particularly short.

    "Ah, this is where you're wrong." Old Wang appeared leisurely with a cup of water in hand. Having such a dedicated and responsible subordinate like Winnie was great; he didn't even have to worry about disciplining the team himself: "Can't our most respected Winnie sister scold you even if there's no mistake? And isn't she scolding you for your own good? Apologize quickly!"

    "Wang Feng! Pay up!" Seeing Old Wang, Fantasy's eyes nearly turned red. The last feast had eaten up all his savings, leaving him only able to eat at the cafeteria these past few days. And when he finally went home the other day to ask for some pocket money, he almost got beaten by his father. It was all Wang Feng's fault!

    (Happy May Day. Stay safe and wear masks if you're traveling.)

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