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The contract had been prepared in advance and was signed in less than ten minutes.
An order of 300 million should not be underestimated, regardless of the company's scale.
But here, Nhị thúc was still worried, and Lâm Phàm wanted results.
The entire process went smoothly.
After signing, the 300 million was quickly transferred to Lâm Phàm's account through Nhị thúc's contacts.
Looking at the mobile banking app, there was a series of zeros.
Lâm Phàm's mind calmed down a bit.
With this 300 million, exchanging it for a few billion, tens of billions, or even hundreds of billions from Minh Sao wouldn't be a problem.
Recalling his memories, before the rebirth, the richest person he encountered had just over 100,000 Minh Sao.
Of course, before the rebirth, his level wasn't high, and he couldn't interact with the true high-level figures of the boss.
But on the day of the apocalypse, when the horror struck, there was a person with a net worth of billions of Minh Sao.
Each of them could not be underestimated!
Looking at Nhị thúc again, holding the contract like finding a treasure, wanting to control his emotions but unable to do so, Lâm Phàm refrained from laughing, feeling uncomfortable.
In Lâm Phàm's heart, he laughed happily.
In the previous life, he was deceived by this piece of trash, but now he had returned to this life.
Take it.
This thing is useful now, but it will be useless in three months.
The inexplicable expectation in Nhị thúc's face after three months.
...
...
On the next day, all four real estate properties had found buyers.
Lâm Phàm took a taxi to the real estate transfer hall to complete the transactions.
In addition to the four buyers, there were also four agents accompanying them, eagerly anticipating their commission.
As Lâm Phàm had promised, he would be the one to pay the commission.
The buyers were naturally delighted to save even more money, especially since the quality and location of the houses were excellent, making them even more satisfied.
Upon arriving, they sequentially signed contracts and completed the transfer procedures.
Not long after, the money arrived one by one.
After bidding farewell to the four buyers, the four representatives stood behind Lâm Phàm with flattering expressions.
"Alright, send the money."
Based on the number of properties sold.
The villa was sold for 23 million VND, with a commission of 1.15 million VND.
The remaining three sets were equivalent to 3.2 million VND, with a commission of 1.6 million VND.
I quickly handed over the money and directly sent it to the bank cards of the four intermediaries without any delay.
The four people were enthusiastically cheering.
On regular days, a single order could only earn a maximum commission of two or three thousand, which was still quite challenging.
Or the house seller could make things difficult, or the house buyer might encounter trouble. In some cases, both parties could communicate privately and exclude the intermediary.
What would happen now?
I submitted my request yesterday, completed it in a day, then made the payment and received the commission without any delay.
By the time I realized what I was doing, the money was already safely in my bank card.
In addition to the excitement, three of the four young men shouted wanting to treat Lâm Phàm to a meal.
There was also a slightly charming female agent who often flirted with him and secretly sent Lâm Phàm a piece of paper with her contact information.
If Lâm Phàm agreed, there was a high chance that he could spar with her in martial arts tonight.
However, Lâm Phàm was busy with his business affairs.
Furthermore, the female intermediary had been in this business for a long time, so there was no guarantee that the muddy road had transported the four carriages.
Unconcerned, indifferent.
Saying goodbye to the enthusiastic reception of a few people, Lâm Phàm left the real estate transfer hall and hailed a taxi.
Watching Lâm Phàm's departing figure, the four agents still seemed a bit puzzled.
"Where is this young man's Porsche?"
"Chuckles, I have to say he's really wealthy... He can experience the high life."
"I guess maybe he's pretending to be a pig and wants to eat a tiger!"
"Maybe he's testing the girl."
All four of them agreed deeply.
No one could have expected that Lâm Phàm had sold all his cars.
In the end, regardless of whether he had any assets before, the recent real estate transactions had helped this gentleman accumulate 50 million RMB.
The fifty million silently lay on his bank card.
Who would have thought that the handsome guy who seemed to have nothing but actually had 50 million in capital.
...
After getting in the car.
Lâm Phàm wasn't very familiar with some of the Minh Sao trading places in the city.
In the previous life before the rebirth, no matter how many times I tried to ask Minh Sao to burn it for me, it didn't work.
Of course, I won't pay attention to that anymore.
However, this wasn't difficult.
"Where to?"
The driver in the driver's seat glanced at the rearview mirror and politely asked.
"Master, I want to buy a large quantity of Minh Sao... Do you know where to get it?"
Lâm Phàm reached into his pocket, took out a one hundred-dollar bill, and handed it over.
In peacetime, this is used best.
"It's quite unusual, little brother."
The boss, impolitely, accepted the money and cheerfully said, "I've encountered those who caught rapists, thieves, and wanted to buy mobile phones, computers, and bags."
"It's a bit hard to say, but he just said he got poisoned and needed someone else's help to detoxify—so I have to take him to a foot bath."
"Ask where to buy Minh Sao, little brother, you're the first one."
Logically speaking, these things are somewhat unfortunate.
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If a normal driver frequently drives late at night, he or she may not be willing to make deliveries.
At this point, the role of Lâm Phàm's ready-to-pay person became evident, and after some thought, the little brother pressed the accelerator and started the car.
"Because it's a large quantity, Bạch Sự Điếm probably won't be able to satisfy you... We have a Minh Sao workshop in the outskirts of the city, specializing in printing Minh Sao... It will definitely make you satisfied."
Very good.
Certainly, you have to be the driver, with many connections and knowledge.
That's a strange tone.
He didn't go to buy Minh Sao in large quantities to get a foot bath.
What did he achieve?
Very satisfied!
Lâm Phàm's face was covered with black marks.
The car headed straight to the city's industrial park, where there was no business activity, but the residential area was filled with the smell of fireworks.
Furthermore, during working hours, occasionally, you could see some people outside the factory.
There were also trucks on the road, but it was somewhat deserted.
However, looking at the various large and small factories, Lâm Phàm knew that all the factory workers were hiding inside.
Afraid of seeing the light, working tirelessly for a meager salary.
When terror strikes, the most visually striking thing is the disruption of people's peaceful lives.
Many people die suddenly, many families break apart, and many households are shattered.
But there are also some people who have earned quite a bit of money.
For these people, they prefer staying in the days following the apocalypse.
After all, being in a factory is like being in prison; you may suffer for a lifetime, but if you stay in the last days, you can still fight for a better future.
Before long, the taxi driver brought Lâm Phàm to the main gate of a small factory.
"It's fortunate that I sent someone here to investigate beforehand... Luckily, I remember the location accurately."
Seeing Lâm Phàm getting out of the car, the driver lit a cigarette, lowered the window, and asked another question: "Do you need me to wait for you? It's not convenient to get a taxi here."
"Sure, you wait for me."
Lâm Phàm agreed and walked straight to the factory.
After all, Minh Sao is not a daily essential item, and its usage scenario is limited. The production volume is usually higher than consumption, so the factory scale is not too large.
Minh Sao's products not only supply the entire urban area but are also sold nationwide.
As I approached, I heard the roar of machinery from inside, with stacked boxes of Minh Sao.
A hardcover box could hold at least several hundred thousand Minh Sao.
Lâm Phàm felt envious upon seeing it, and his heart became even more fervent.
In the horrifying days of the apocalypse, he obtained a demonic hand; every time he used it, an inch of his skin would be corroded by the strange power.
When all the skin on his body was eaten away, that would be the time he would die.
And for just three thousand Minh Sao, you could get exempted from the price for one use.
Just think, if there were a box of Minh Sao at that time, I could have avoided the pain of being bitten and having my skin eaten by ants.
If there were more than ten boxes, I'm afraid I could directly use the money to shatter that demonic hand, turning it into my own contracted spirit.
Totally free!
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