Gold Digger's eyes widened, and his mouth was wide open. He did not know what to say. At this moment, he looked like a mime.
Old Man Geng sighed when he saw this. "I told you long ago that your tricks won't work on him. It's better to be honest with him."
"Didn't you say he is a bodyguard? What did he do before? A detective?" Gold Digger looked incredulous.
"Something like that." Zhang Heng then steered the conversation back on track. "So, 100 credits per card. Can we set the price now?"
Gold Digger's face immediately fell when he heard Zhang Heng's words. "This, this … the price is a little too low. Although most of my things are picked up, do you know how much garbage is waiting to be recycled at the garbage disposal site? What's more, I have to take a lot of risks to bring my things out. To be honest, I can only bring a few things out at most every week. Apart from the shellac records, I can't bring anything else out. And I have to be scanned when I leave work. I rely on a self-made backpack that can shield me from the scanning."
"So, if I report you to the garbage disposal site, you will never be able to earn this extra income again," Zhang Heng said.
Gold Digger's face turned even uglier. However, he knew that he couldn't back down at this time. Otherwise, he would become more passive. So, he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as I don't do this kind of thing again, you won't have any evidence to report me."
"Who said that? I even recorded it." Zhang Heng raised the bracelet on his right hand, then clicked play. The voice of the two introducing themselves when they first met could be heard.
"What? How could you do this kind of thing?!" Gold Digger was so angry that he couldn't speak.
In the end, Old Man Geng stood up to smooth things over. "Everyone, don't worry. Let's talk this out."
"How can I talk this out?" Gold Digger said angrily. "This is the big client you introduced to me. As soon as he went upstairs, he turned on the recording. It's obvious that he is here to scam me."
"This is just a means to prevent you from asking for too much," Zhang Heng said calmly. "Especially considering that your friend has the same criminal record."
Old Man Geng looked embarrassed. "Uh, four thousand is a little high, but one hundred is too outrageous … How about this? Let's talk this out for my sake."
"I think 100 is quite a lot."
Before Zhang Heng could finish, Gold Digger stood up from the table angrily, looking like he was about to leave. "But I can pay you an extra bonus," Zhang Heng said. "But I can pay you an extra bonus."
"Bonus? What bonus? "Old Man Geng stopped the gold digger.
"For every twenty shellac records you give me, I can pay you double the price." "For example, I will pay you 100 credits for each of the first 20 shellac records. I can pay you 200 credits for each of the 21st to 40th shellac records. I will pay you 400 credits for each of the 41st to 60th shellac records … and so on. When you get to the 121st shellac record, you will get 3,600 credits, which is very close to your previous offer."
"But where am I going to get you so many shellac records?" Having said that, the gold digger stopped in his tracks and added, "Besides, how do I know that this is not your trick? You just want the cheap shellac records in front of you. When I find you sixty or eighty shellac records, you will stop buying them."
"I can assure you that no matter how many shellac records you have, I will buy them all. My purpose in coming to New Shanghai 0297 is to get these shellac records. Of course, to prevent the number from inflating, I will also set a cap price. From the 161st shellac record, I will buy them at 10,000 credits each," Zhang Heng said.
Of course, Zhang Heng had already thought about this price. Of course, he could use the gold digger's weakness to threaten the other party. However, the price of one hundred per piece would indeed dampen the enthusiasm of the gold diggers, causing them to slack off. Hence, the necessary rewards were necessary, and only this kind of step-by-step reward method could maximize the enthusiasm of the gold diggers.
"I will stay in New Shanghai 0297 for about eight months," Zhang Heng continued. "As long as you find shellac records during this period, you can sell them to me."
"Eight months." Gold Digger frowned, calculating in his heart how much money he could make in such a long time. After that, he looked at Zhang Heng up and down with some suspicion. "If I can take out more than a hundred shellac records, how much money can you take out?"
"I can guarantee that," Old Man Geng said. Old Man Geng said, "I have seen Zhang Heng's skills. If he is willing to make money, it should be easy for him to do so. Besides, Mr. G and Miss F appreciate him very much, praising him. If he really can't do it, he can work for Mr. G."
Gold Digger hesitated for a moment, but he finally sat down again. "Can Mr. G be a guarantor?"
"That's impossible." Zhang Heng shook his head. "You don't want our deal to be known by others, and so do I. It's best to keep this matter to the three of us. "After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he glanced at Old Man Geng.
The latter raised his hand. "Don't worry. You don't have to worry about me. I will leave New Shanghai 0297 soon." After that, he said to Gold Digger, "Although Zhang Heng may not be very likable, he is the type of person who will speak up in advance if he has any problems. The way you two deal with things is actually quite similar. As long as he promised to do something, he will definitely do it. I can guarantee that.
"A few days ago, he promised to be my bodyguard. As a result, we encountered a group of bikers. At that time, there were many of them, and they were armed with guns. Even under such circumstances, Zhang Heng still fulfilled his bodyguard duties according to the agreement. He did not leave me behind. So, you don't have to worry about money. As long as he promised, he will definitely pay you."
"Okay." Gold Digger seemed to be convinced. He picked up the pair of chopsticks that he slammed on the table earlier, gritted his teeth, and said, "Then I will trust you again."
"Thank you."
After finalizing the payment, Zhang Heng returned to his previous polite manner. However, Gold Digger no longer dared to underestimate Zhang Heng like before. Especially when the two sides were negotiating, Zhang Heng's aura made Gold Digger's calves and stomach tremble. Even if Old Man Geng did not stop him at that time, there was a high chance that he would not be able to leave.
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