Back in the 1980s, hiking in the mountains was also a way of life

Thinking of this, Wang An waved his hand and quickly laughed:

"I don't mind, I don't mind, what's there to mind? You can look at anything you want."

As he spoke, Wang An made a "please" gesture and led the way out to the warehouse.

Sure enough, as soon as everyone entered the warehouse, Zhang Zhenbang and the others were immediately drawn to the leopard skin that was still drying in the shade.

Zhang Zhenbang's eyes were fixed on the leopard skin, and he nodded while uttering a word of praise in English:
“Po e fike, wai rui po e fike.”

Wang An could understand a few English words, but he smiled faintly and didn't say anything. The main reason was that Zhang Zhenbang was absolutely right; the leopard skin did look quite beautiful, second only to the tiger skin.

Even Wang Shuai was quite shocked and said:

“Xiao An, this leopard skin is really big. It’s much bigger than the one we helped you sell a couple of years ago.”

Wang An smiled and said:

"Absolutely. This guy must have weighed over 200 pounds when he was alive. The one from a few years ago only weighed a little over 100 pounds. They're not the same at all."

After a while, Zhang Zhenbang pointed at the leopard skin and asked:

"Mr. Xiao An, is this the legendary leopard fur?"

Wang An nodded and said:

"Yeah, this thing is scientifically called a leopard, but we call it the Northeast Leopard or the 'local leopard' here."

Zhang Zhenbang nodded, then suddenly said with a face full of enthusiasm:

"Mr. Xiao An, may I... may I touch it?"

Wang An almost burst out laughing when he heard this. He had to admit that Zhang Zhenbang was quite civilized and polite. He even had to ask before touching the leopard skin. That was how he was every day.

However, despite thinking this, Wang An said quite generously:
"Touch, touch me all you want, touch me however you like, hahaha."

After a pause, Wang An continued:

"Mr. Zhang, please don't be shy. You can touch anything in my warehouse. We don't have so many rules here in Northeast China."

Zhang Zhenbang smiled modestly, was about to reach out his hand, but then withdrew it. He then turned to one of the people beside him and said:

"Give me the gloves."

After Zhang Zhenbang finished speaking, the person next to him immediately took out a brand new pair of thin rubber gloves and handed them to Zhang Zhenbang.

These gloves are really thin, they look as thin as a condom. Wearing them on your hands shouldn't affect the feel much.

Zhang Zhenbang quickly put on his gloves and then eagerly reached out to touch the leopard skin.

However, Zhang Zhenbang's next move almost made Wang An burst out laughing.

Because at this moment, Zhang Zhenbang's focused gaze, his intoxicated expression, and his careful movements were exactly like those of someone caressing and feeling the beautiful skin of a young girl.

To be fair, Zhang Zhenbang, that old rascal, is actually quite funny when he's serious.

A few minutes later, Zhang Zhenbang stood up, looked up at Wang An, and said hopefully:
"Mr. Xiao An, I wonder if you have any intention of parting with this precious leopard pelt?" Wang An was not at all surprised that Zhang Zhenbang would ask this question.

Wang An had long known that many businessmen, high-ranking officials, and of course, Hong Kong businessmen, valued metaphysics, feng shui, and many homophones.

The name "Golden Leopard" is something that a businessman like Zhang Zhenbang cannot refuse.

As we all know, businessmen are profit-driven, and this "profit" ultimately boils down to "money." "Golden Leopard" means "money explosion," and who wouldn't want their pockets overflowing with money?
Upon hearing this, Wang An's mind raced with a thousand thoughts, but he frowned and feigned difficulty, saying:

"If Mr. Zhang likes it, it's not that I can't sell it to you, but this thing is really not cheap."

Wang An didn't say this to rip off Zhang Zhenbang, but rather because he believed the leopard skin was indeed very valuable.

Considering that Wang Anda's first leopard skin, which weighed only a little over 100 jin, was sold by Wu Dong and Wang Shuai for a high price of 8,800 yuan, this leopard skin weighing over 200 jin should be sold for at least 20,000 yuan, right?

The main reason is that leopard fur is already very rare, and a leopard fur weighing over 200 kilograms is even rarer.

As the saying goes, "things are valued for their rarity." Although Wang An would not treasure something that would later become an "extreme punishment" and had little practical use, he would absolutely not sell it if the price was too low.

Upon hearing that Wang An was interested in selling, Zhang Zhenbang's face instantly lit up with joy, and he quickly followed up:
"What price are you looking for, Mr. Xiao An?"

Wang An frowned and pondered for a moment. Just as he was about to offer the exorbitant price of 3 yuan, he caught a glimpse of Wang Shuai's right hand fully extended out of the corner of his eye.

Wang An subtly withdrew his gaze, continued to frown, and casually remarked:

"The black market price has already exceeded 5 Chinese yuan. How about I sell it to you at the black market price, and we can consider it as making friends?"

After Wang An finished speaking, Wang Shuai, Wu Dong, and the others all nodded silently.

It's obvious that 5 is the price Wang Shuai and his team wanted to offer.

Zhang Zhenbang nodded, seemingly approving of the price and not finding it expensive at all. However, he then raised an eyebrow and said with a smile:

"If I choose to pay in Hong Kong dollars, will the exchange rate be calculated according to the black market rate?"

Upon hearing this, Wang An immediately cursed inwardly: This Zhang Zhenbang is really not someone to be trifled with! Go all out!

The reason Wang An cursed Zhang Zhenbang in his heart was that if calculated according to the normal exchange rate, Wang An could receive more than 27 to 28 Hong Kong dollars, but if calculated according to the black market exchange rate, Wang An could only receive more than 15, at most 16 Hong Kong dollars.

That's a really big difference!
Wang An inwardly grumbled, but his expression froze. He blinked several times before saying with a bitter face:
"With such a large sum of money, it wouldn't be safe to exchange it on the black market, would it? If the relevant authorities were to take notice, we'd both end up in jail, hahaha."

As for foreign exchange trading, if you don't get caught, nothing will happen. But if you do get caught, even if Wu Dong and Zhang Shuya work together, it'll probably be difficult to get Wang An out.

Zhang Zhenbang laughed heartily and said in a very cheerful tone:
"Then let's each compromise, how about HK$22?"

It was obvious that Zhang Zhenbang knew the black market exchange rate and quoted a price that Wang An could not refuse.

So, after Wang An noticed that Wu Dong and Wang Shuai hadn't made any move, he laughed heartily and said:

"Alright, let's do it the way Mr. Zhang says, hehehehe."

There was no other way. Even if Wang An converted the HKD 22 into Chinese Yuan at the normal exchange rate, he could only get around RMB 4, which was far more than the price of the leopard skin on the black market.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it's an astronomically valuable leopard skin. (End of Chapter)