Merlot yelled at George Anthony, but George Anthony was still smiling and did not say a word.
The noise and the silence formed a sharp contrast.
As a bystander, Li Du knew that Merlot was being taken advantage of. In such a situation, the more confident the person was, the more calm he would be. The weaker the person was, the more crazy he would be.
George Anthony ignored Merlot and said to Li Du, "Sorry, Li, I let you see a joke. My buddy is a little impatient. I hope you can understand him."
"I'm not your buddy!" Merlot growled. "You can't let me pay a million! I don't have a million, I don't have it! "
Hans laughed and said, "No, Merlot, my good partner, you have one million. You have at least two million. Back then, you always told me that you had 1.5 million in savings. Later on, you cheated me out of another 500,000. In total, you have at least two million, right?"
Merlot looked at him quickly and cried desperately, "Big Fox, don't be like this. I didn't cheat you of your money. It's not just me! I was cheated by them this time. Help me, help me … "
"Help you commit suicide?" Hans' smile gradually turned cold. "You deserve it!"
Merlot was a bad man, but he met George Anthony, who was even worse. Needless to say, George Anthony wanted him to pay a million and a half.
The matter had nothing to do with Li Du and his party. They moved the machines to the truck and left the storage company without hesitation.
Merlot and Anthony were still arguing. He had brought this upon himself. He had wanted to help Conrad deal with Hans, but in the end, he had gotten into trouble himself.
After packing up, they did not go straight back to Phoenix. Instead, they first dealt with the harvest from the storage.
Hans contacted a watchmaking factory, which was very interested in the machines they had obtained.
The watchmaking factory was in the suburbs of Los Angeles. After an hour's drive, a small factory appeared in front of them.
Li Du asked, "Is there any problem with the security here?"
There were many small factories around, family-style factories, all low-rise bungalows and tile-roofed houses. Even two-story buildings were rare.
Li Du was worried that the place was too desolate and that there would be lawbreakers.
Hans said nonchalantly, "No problem. Come with me. I've already contacted them."
He made a phone call, and the iron gate of the factory opened. A white-haired old man leaned out to take a look, then waved at them. "Hans Fox?"
Hans jumped out of the car and shook his hand. "That's me. Are you Chuck's dad?"
"Yeah, Old Chuck, come on in. Let me see what you've brought." The old man started nagging. "I'm telling you, buddy, I don't accept junk. If it's not good stuff, I won't accept it!"
Godzilla and Big Quinn got out of the car. Old Chuck swallowed his saliva and smiled. "You guys won't force us to buy or sell, will you?"
Hans said, "We're serious treasure hunters. Didn't we show you our IDs? Treasure hunters from the Hundred Thousand Club, come and see what we have brought for you. "
The two of them moved the machines down one by one. Chuck's eyes widened when he saw these things. He chuckled and said, "Machines produced by Switzerland's Pridacom Precision Instrument Manufacturing Factory? Good stuff! "
While Chuck was inspecting the machine, Li Du asked Hans, "What does this old man do? He doesn't seem to be in a good state of mind. "
"I can hear you, my ears are very sensitive," the old man who was inspecting the machine shouted.
Hans shrugged. "He's an expert in watch repair. In fact, he's also an expert in imitation watches. Some of the high-end imitation watches on the LA black market are made by him."
Chuck continued to shout, "I'm not making imitation watches. I'm making art. High-end mechanical watches are all art."
"But that doesn't cover up the fact that what you're doing is illegal. Making imitation watches is illegal," Hans laughed.
Chuck muttered unhappily, "Art, do you understand? Is it illegal to copy a painting by Picasso? How can you say that art is illegal? "
Hans got serious and said, "You're obviously making a top-notch mechanical watch. How can this be called art? Art is to cultivate one's character. You're doing it to make money, right? "
Chuck stared at him. "Who said that? I'm not making watches just to make money. I'm also cultivating one's character! Come with me, come with me! "
He brought a few people into his workshop. Inside, there were four people working, and they all looked quite old.
When they entered Chuck's office, the walls and cabinets were filled with watches. They were all beautiful, top-notch mechanical watches.
"I'm not just making imitation watches. Look, can't you guys feel the artistic aura? Isn't collecting watches art? If you can't collect the real thing, can't you collect a model? "Chuck scolded Hans.
Li Du browsed and suddenly saw a familiar watch.
He pointed at the watch and asked in surprise, "Trossi-Leggenda, Patek Philippe's Trossi-Leggenda? Why do you have this watch here? "
The real watch was on his wrist. When he had first read about watches, it had been lost for a long time.
Chuck said, "Yes, this is a Trossi-Leggenda. I made it based on a photo. How about it, are you interested in buying one? I swear, even though I made it based on a photo, it's still very realistic — "
"Still saying it's not to make money?" Hans sneered.
Chuck saw that there was a profit to be made, so he ignored Hans' sarcasm and focused on selling the watch to Li Du.
Li Du pulled up his sleeves and said, "Sorry, old man, I already have a Trossi-Leggenda."
His hand was exposed, and Chuck sucked in a breath of cold air. "Sh * t, it's real!"
As an expert in the watch industry, he could tell the real from the fake at a glance.
Li Du quickly began to regret showing off. Chuck kept pestering him to see the watch, and even took off the fake watch to give to Li Du as long as he could see the real one.
Li Du had no choice but to take off the watch and pass it to Chuck.
Chuck called the four old men over, and the five of them gathered around the watch to look at it.
One of them even wanted to take it apart, and Li Du quickly snatched it back.
Chuck took the fake watch away, and Li Du teased, "Didn't you give it to me?"
"It's too fake. Now that I've seen the real thing, some parts need to be redone. Wait a minute, I'll give you one that's even better than the real one!"
Just like that, Li Du and the others spent almost a day there. Chuck insisted on fixing the fake watch and then giving it to Li Du, saying that it was a tribute to the real Trossi-Leggenda.
By the time the watch was fixed, the sun was almost setting.
Hans and Old Chuck discussed the price, and sold the whole machine to Li Du for 50,000 dollars.
Selling it for 50,000 dollars, Li Du didn't make a profit or lose anything.
However, he had gotten a fake Trossi-Leggenda watch from Old Chuck, and this kind of watch was worth more than a thousand dollars in the market. It seemed like he had made a profit.
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