My sister broke off her engagement to marry someone richer? My older sister married me and became in

After the initial shock, a fox-like wariness quickly flashed deep in Yu Bo's eyes.

He has spent half his life in the business world, relying on this extra bit of caution compared to others.

"Boss Jin."

Yu Bo's smile returned, but it was now more polite and distant than before.

"We really want this batch of goods. Look, we've even brought the money."

"But after all, it's a business worth over 200,000, which is no small amount."

He glanced at Master Zhang, who was staring wide-eyed beside him, and said in a deep voice.

"Master Zhang, could you please take another look?"

Monkey Three felt a chill run down his spine, but his face instantly contorted with anger at being offended.

"What's up, Director Yu?"

"Don't you trust me?"

"You still don't trust the master you hired yourself?"

Monkey Three slammed the lid shut.

"Get out of here if you're not buying! Don't stop me from making my fortune!"

"No, no, no!"

Yu Bo quickly stepped forward, pressed the lid of the box firmly, and smiled even more humbly.

"Mr. Jin, you've misunderstood."

"Better safe than sorry."

"We're genuinely interested in buying it. Could you please let Mr. Zhang take another look? That would put our minds at ease, wouldn't it?"

Master Zhang also came to his senses at this moment and nodded repeatedly.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Jin, that's the rule."

Monkey Three cursed the old fox a thousand times in his heart, but he still let go while muttering curses.

"Test, test, test! All you know is testing! A bunch of bumpkins!"

"Hurry up! My time is precious!"

He cursed, but his eyes, like those of an eagle, darted quickly across the box of ginseng.

His hand seemed to casually fiddle with the box a few times.

Then, he grabbed three ordinary-looking ginseng roots and threw them on the table.

On the red cloth strips of those three ginseng roots, there was a tiny mark made by pinching with a fingernail, which was almost invisible unless you looked closely.

This is the real bait.

It was specially prepared by Lu Qingshan; it was genuine wild ginseng grown in the forest.

Although it cannot compare to that king of ginseng, it is still a genuine and high-quality wild ginseng.

Master Zhang was overjoyed.

He put on his reading glasses, brought the ginseng to his nose, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"Hmm...it's definitely Dingtianxiang, the scent is authentic!"

Then, he picked up a magnifying glass and carefully examined the patterns on the ginseng.

"The patina, the polished surface, and the spiraling iron wire patterns... it can't be wrong!"

Finally, he took out a silver needle from his pocket, carefully scraped a little powder off the ginseng root, and tasted it.

The next second, he started trembling with excitement.

"Great product!"

"Factory manager! This is definitely a top-quality wild product!"

"It must be at least thirty years old!"

Yu Bo's heart was completely stirred by these few words.

Monkey Three, standing to the side, rolled his eyes disdainfully at their naive and uncultured manner.

"Look at your pathetic self."

"To tell you the truth, these few are the worst stuff in this box."

"These are just for lining the bottom of the box; I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I take them out!"

These words were like a fire, completely igniting Mr. Zhang's last shred of reason.

What?

This... this kind of stuff is actually just the worst quality?

So... what kind of good would that be?

Is it the legendary "Five-Grade Leaf"? Or the "Six-Grade Leaf"?

He pulled Yu Bora aside, lowered his voice, and his tone became sharp with extreme excitement.

"Factory Manager!"

"We've struck it rich! This time we're really going to be rich!"

"If this entire box is of this quality—no, even if only half of it is this quality—we can make at least 100,000 yuan by reselling it!"

"The market for wild ginseng is insane right now, there's no market for it! Let's take this batch of goods to that boss in the provincial capital who's offering a reward, 200,000... no! 300,000 isn't a dream!"

The enormous profits made Mr. Zhang's eyes begin to gleam with greed.

Professionalism and caution were utterly shattered by greed at this moment.

But the more this happened, the more doubts arose in his heart.

This batch of goods is almost unbelievably good.

He pushed up his reading glasses, walked back to the table, and his expression became serious.

"Boss Jin, this is no small sum after all."

"Just to be on the safe side, I hope to untie the red cloth strips from all the ginseng in this box and examine them one by one."

Monkey Three's face instantly fell.

His palms were already sweating.

If he were to examine each piece individually, the "rotten wood lump" hidden underneath, while not immediately exposed, would be a risk he couldn't afford to take.

"You...you fucking shut up?!"

Monkey Three jumped up and started cursing at Master Zhang.

"Do you think these are radishes from your own vegetable garden? You expect me to pick them one by one?"

"I'm not letting you test it! Buy it or not, it's up to you!"

"How can you do business like this?"

The atmosphere in the room instantly froze to freezing point.

Yu Bo's face also darkened. This money was his last chance to turn his life around, and he dared not gamble.

At this critical moment.

"Bang!"

The suite door was violently kicked open from the outside.

A figure rushed in, sweating profusely, as if his pants were on fire.

"Boss Jin!"

"Boss Jin! We've finally found you!"

The person who arrived was Lu Qingshan.

His hair was disheveled, one of the buttons on his shirt was fastened incorrectly, and his face showed an extremely anxious and urgent expression, as if he had run dozens of miles.

He didn't even glance at Yu Bo and his son, and rushed straight to Hou San.

He pulled out a thick stack of "big unity" bills wrapped in newspaper from his pocket and slammed them heavily on the table.

"Boss Jin! I heard from a friend in the provincial capital that you have a batch of good goods!"

"Don't sell it to them!"

"Sell it to me!"

"I'll offer a high price! This 30,000 yuan is the deposit I brought! If it's not enough, I'll go back and get more right away!"

Lu Qingshan's voice cracked slightly due to his excitement.

This sudden turn of events left everyone in the room completely bewildered.

Yu Bo and his son were instantly thrown into a panic.

Yu Bo, in particular, felt his mind go blank when he saw that the person was Lu Qingshan. It was as if he had been hit hard with a sledgehammer.

It is him again!

Why is it that persistent little bastard again!

How did he end up here?

The last shred of reason that had been lingering and weighing the options was completely replaced by immense panic the moment Lu Qingshan, their "competitor," appeared.

He was afraid.

He was afraid that Lu Qingshan would snatch away the lucrative opportunity that was within his grasp, the opportunity that could turn his fortunes around!

"What...what are you doing here!"

Yu Bo shoved Lu Qingshan away. His usually refined face was now twisted into a ferocious grimace by jealousy and anger.

"Get out!"

"Don't you understand the concept of first come, first served? We've already paid a deposit for this batch of goods! They're ours!"

Lu Qingshan stumbled as he was pushed, his face showing a mixture of surprise and anger.

"So what if I paid a deposit?"

In business, the highest bidder wins!

"Boss Jin!" Lu Qingshan ignored him and turned to Monkey Three again, his tone urgent, "I'll offer ten thousand more than them! No! Twenty thousand! Sell this batch of goods to me!"

"dad!"

Yu Gaoyang panicked completely.

"We can't sell it to him! Absolutely not!"

At this moment, Yu Bo no longer resembled a factory director at all.

He was like a street thug scrambling for food, pointing his finger at Lu Qingshan and cursing him.

"You little bastard! I'm telling you! You can forget about this guy!"

He grabbed the signed contract on the table, as if it were a royal decree, and waved it wildly in front of Lu Qingshan.

"See that? It's all in black and white! We've already signed the agreement!"

Seeing that Lu Qingshan was still going to pester them.

Yu Bo was sweating profusely and grabbed Master Zhang's arm.

"What's the point of testing at all!"

"Didn't you see people coming to snatch up the goods?"

After saying that, he turned his head and gave Monkey Three a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Mr. Jin... Mr. Jin, don't listen to him."

"The remaining 230,000... I'll pay it tomorrow! Tomorrow at the latest! Even if I have to sell everything I own, I'll definitely raise the money for you!"

"You absolutely, positively must reserve this batch for me!"

Outside.

Lu Qingshan, who was "pushed" out by Yu Bo and two bodyguards, leaned against the cold wall of the corridor.

Hearing Yu Bo's urgent yet humble voice from inside the room, he slowly raised his hand and wiped away the fine beads of sweat from his forehead.

A deep, unfathomable sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.