As a qualified businessman, Chen Xuelong never presents his inner suffering to outsiders.

Because the old man at home said that he is not the only one in the world who has stories, and there will always be more people who watch jokes than those who care about him.

After adjusting his mood, Chen Xuelong slid on the answer button and smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, why did you remember to call me? Is there anything wrong?"

"I got a new batch of goods in my hand. I wonder if you are interested in Brother Chen?" Jiang Bo's voice came from across the phone.

He didn't bother with Chen Xuelong, and directly expressed his intentions straight to the point.

Chen Xuelong said: "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I haven't been interested in calligraphy and painting collections recently. By the way, I heard from Wang Tao that the 300-year-old wild ginseng in Su City was yours?"

"mine."

"That's a coincidence. I bought that thing later."

“…”

After chatting for a few words, Chen Xuelong said, "I wonder what you are in your hand this time? Is it medicinal materials? If it is a hundred-year-old wild ginseng, I may still be interested. Let's forget about calligraphy, painting and antiques."

Jiang Bo: "It's not wild ginseng. I don't have that thing in my hand now, but it may be there in the future."

Chen Xuelong smiled and said, "That's a pity. My old man has been tired of calligraphy and painting antiques recently, so I don't need to buy them for the time being. Brother Jiang, you can get wild ginseng and call me directly. I'll calculate it for you at the highest price in the market. How about it?"

Jiang Bo said: "No problem. Then I want to ask, Brother Chen, do you have any friends who are interested in gold?"

Chen Xuelong was stunned, squinted his eyes, and asked hurriedly: "Gold! Why did you mention this thing?"

Jiang Bo smiled and said, "That's right. I have a batch of gold on hand now and want to take it off, but I'm not very familiar with this industry. Isn't this thinking that Brother Chen, your family makes jewelry, and there must be a way in this regard.

I remember we traded 20 kilograms last time. I thought you would still want them, but I didn’t expect you to not need them anymore, so I can’t force you, right?

So if it is convenient, I would like to ask Brother Chen to help introduce an acquaintance. I will not lose you if the agency fee is paid. Of course, if it is too troublesome, then pretend I didn’t say it.”

After returning to Yangcheng, Jiang Bo has been resting in the hotel these days while also doing gold homework.

At the beginning, he wanted to take this gold abroad, such as Zurich, to a larger private gold trading venue.

However, when I think of my lack of experience in this area and the amount of gold is also quite large, once I go to Zurich, I may not be able to sell at a higher price than in China.

In case if gold is found by the customs halfway through, without invoices and source certificates, those Western robbers can completely detain him for unknown crimes and then ask him to wait for a few years or even a lifetime before taking them.

This kind of thing has not been reported in the news, because it is shameful, but it does not mean that it has not happened.

Therefore, Jiang Bo did not plan to take risks, and finally decided to trade with Chen Xuelong.

If Chen Xuelong is not successful, then make another plan.

Anyway, the gold has already been in hand, so I'm waiting for it to be sold. As long as Jiang Bo doesn't take the initiative to kill himself, the money will be obtained steadily.

Jiang Bo's words made Chen Xuelong confused.

"No, Brother Jiang, is the goods in your hand gold?" Chen Xuelong asked.

"Yes, gold."

"Isn't it antique calligraphy and painting?"

"no."

Damn it turns out that it is not antique calligraphy and painting, it is gold.

Chen Xuelong was a little amused and cried. His previous impression of Jiang Bo was mostly about using medicinal materials and antique calligraphy and paintings, which led to him preconceived ideas and thought that the goods that Jiang Bo mentioned were those things.

As a result, it was not antique calligraphy and painting at all, but the gold he urgently needed now.

Chen Xuelong quickly asked: "Tell me, how many do you have in your hands? I want them all."

It's strange to ask for it sometimes, and don't want it sometimes.

He complained in his heart that Jiang Bo did not hide it from his mouth: "It's a few hundred kilograms."

Hundreds of kilograms!

Chen Xuelong's breathing was a little short of his breath and asked again: "How many hundred do you think?"

“More than three hundred.”

More than 300 kilograms of gold!

When Chen Xuelong heard this, he pulled his fist hard, and a strong look of excitement appeared on his face.

"Brother Jiang, I want the batch of gold you have in your hand, I want it all."

"Where is the price?" Jiang Bo didn't feel pretentious and asked what he should ask for decisively.

Chen Xuelong said: "In terms of price, I will only give the answer after checking the goods, but don't worry, we are both old friends, can I still cheat you against my conscience?"

Jiang Bo does not comment on this. There are no constant friends in the business world, and sometimes father and son will turn against each other.

Therefore, Jiang Bo will not lose any precautions when it comes to making.

After some conversation, Jiang Bo decided on the meeting time and place, in a conference room at Shangri-La Hotel.

At 10:00 am on July 25, Jiang Bo and Chen Xuelong met and started trading.

Since the batch of gold in Jiang Bo's hands is not enough gold, the purity is a little worse, the price naturally does not reach the last time's 260 yuan per gram.

Jiang Bo was prepared for this. His base price was 200 per gram. As long as he did not fall below this line, everything would be easy to say.

After strict and repeated inspections by professionals brought by Chen Xuelong, the transaction price was much higher than Jiang Bo expected, with a price of 244.5 yuan per gram.

In the end, the total value of these more than 300 kilograms of gold exceeded 80 million, close to 83 million.

Shangri-La Hotel, in a slightly solemnly decorated conference room.

Jiang Bo's cell phone vibrated twice, took out a look and saw a receipt from ICBC, which made a smile on his lips.

"How about it, brother, have the money been paid?" Chen Xuelong came over and said with a smile. He became more intimate with Jiang Bo's name.

Jiang Bo nodded and said, "Here, this move is more than 80 million in cash. It seems that Brother Chen's company is larger than I imagined."

Chen Xuelong waved his hand and chuckled, "What's this what I am? The company has only this little liquidity. I have bought you brother Jiang, your batch of gold, and you have already emptied me."

Jiang Bo smiled, naturally he would not believe Chen Xuelong's nonsense.

The two of them slapped for a while, and Chen Xuelong said again: "Brother, if you have such goods in your hands in the future, remember to notify me first. You won't cheat you in the transaction, and you won't lose money in the price."

Jiang Bo smiled slightly: "No problem. By the way, it's almost time to eat, have two drinks in the hotel?"

Chen Xuelong quickly waved his hand and said, "No, there are still a few things in my company waiting for me to deal with, and this batch of goods must be planned carefully.

So, let’s get rid of this wine today, tomorrow.

I will hold a cocktail party tomorrow night and invite some friends to gather. If you are not busy, we will come over and have a few drinks."

Jiang Bo said: "Okay, then you can give me an address then."

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Chapter completed!