Chapter 63

The same principle applies; if a seller does not understand the value of an item and sells it cheaply, they cannot change their mind afterward.

Therefore, as long as Nie Tianbao and that "Ma Zibian" write down the sales contract in black and white, he is not afraid of the young man's family causing trouble. Nie Tianbao is not someone to be trifled with in the city of Shi.

Of course, Nie Tianbao still felt a bit uneasy. While talking to Mr. Zhao, his eyes would occasionally glance at the door. He was genuinely worried that "Ma Zibian" might sell the items.

"Boss, that kid has entered Songzhu Zhai." After about ten minutes, Zhou Bing hurriedly walked into the shop.

"What's the situation?"

Nie Tianbao immediately became tense. He knew that Songzhu Zhai was also an old shop, although it mainly sold the Four Treasures of the Study, the owner was quite knowledgeable about jade and had some ancient jade for sale.

"Boss, that kid asked for a million yuan as soon as he entered, and was immediately kicked out by Mr. Feng!"

Zhou Bing laughed with great satisfaction. He had been eavesdropping outside the door and when he heard Mr. Feng, who usually paid attention to his words, scold the kid for being crazy for money, Zhou Bing felt as if he had eaten a ginseng fruit, feeling comfortable from head to toe.

"That kid, even if he were Sun Wukong, would not escape from my palm."

Hearing Zhou Bing's words, Nie Tianbao's expression relaxed. He pondered for a moment and said, "Zhou Bing, follow that Ma Zibian. If he is about to leave Hongqi Street, bring him back. Don't offend him, or I'll skin you alive!"

Nie Tianbao gave this instruction to Zhou Bing because he was afraid that Ma Zibian, being young and hot-headed, might refuse to sell and not come back, which would cost him the opportunity to make a profit.

"Alright, boss, you can rest assured." Zhou Bing also understood the situation and nodded, then turned to leave the shop. He just happened to see the kid coming out of a store and quickly followed him.

Thinking about the two pieces of jade worth ten million yuan, Nie Tianbao felt a surge of excitement. He glanced at Mr. Zhao and said, "Old Zhao, after we sell this item, you will get one percent of the profit."

Nie Tianbao had the skills to do big business. At the very least, he did not keep everything to himself and knew how to use both kindness and authority. One percent of the profit would be around a hundred thousand yuan, which made Mr. Zhao very grateful.

"Boss, if we get the item, I think you should invite people from various circles to hold a jade appraisal conference. This will not only promote our Jade Shop but also auction the earrings to maximize the profit!"

Mr. Zhao, who could collude with Nie Tianbao, was not a good person either. His suggestion was more about making the item sell for a higher price rather than expanding the influence of the Jade Shop.

"That's a good idea. We can invite Mrs. Li from Tianhong Group. If she doesn't buy it at a low price, it won't be my fault."

Nie Tianbao's eyes lit up. This way, in the city of Shi, unless Old Ge could find better jade than these two pieces, he would no longer be a rival.

Nie Tianbao, who made his fortune in the fertilizer business, understood the huge benefits of a monopoly. He couldn't help but discuss the details with Mr. Zhao. After more than half an hour, his company's financial staff delivered 250,000 yuan in cash to the shop.

"Old Zhao, will there be any problems?" It was almost noon, and Zhou Bing had not brought the person back yet. Nie Tianbao was no longer as calm as he was at the beginning.

"Boss, he's here."

Mr. Zhao, who was looking at the door, suddenly gave Nie Tianbao a signal. At the same time, Ma Zibian's arrogant voice was heard, "Kid, why did you call me? Damn it, I'd rather throw the stuff into the river than sell it to you scammers!"

"Damn, if you weren't from the capital, I would have had you thrown into the river long ago."

Ma Zibian's words made Nie Tianbao's face twitch. He really couldn't imagine how such an arrogant and unreasonable kid could have lived so long.

"Old Nie, why did you call me?"

Ma Zibian shouted as soon as he entered, "Don't even think about my jade. I'm not a poor man. Twenty thousand yuan? You must be dreaming!"

"Ha ha, Brother Ma, business is business, but we can still be friends. You've been running around for so long, come and have a drink of water!"

Nie Tianbao suppressed his anger and welcomed Ma Zibian with a smile, pretending to be concerned, "Brother Ma, you've asked a few shops, right? How did it go? Did anyone offer more than me?"

As soon as Nie Tianbao said this, Ma Zibian jumped up from his chair and angrily said, "Damn, you people in this small place have no eyes. I'm not selling!"

"Brother Ma, doing business shouldn't be about being angry."

Nie Tianbao poured a cup of tea for Ma Zibian and said, "Your item didn't sell, not because it's bad, but because your price is too high. What do you think, Brother Ma?"

Ma Zibian's expression became hesitant. He sat there and silently drank tea. After a few minutes, he suddenly raised his head and said, "Old Nie, don't try to fool me. I won't sell it for twenty thousand yuan. If you want to buy, give me a fair price!"

"Good, I'm just afraid you won't let go!"

Hearing Ma Zibian's words, Nie Tianbao was overjoyed. He could see that the other party's bottom line was being gradually eroded. With a bit more effort, he could seal the deal.

"Brother Ma, you're really putting me in a difficult position. Even if I spend twenty thousand yuan, I'm taking a huge risk."

Nie Tianbao tapped the table with his fingers, a technique in negotiations that can create pressure on the opponent.

"Let's do this, Brother Ma. I'll add five thousand yuan. If I lose money, I'll take the hit. If you still don't sell, I can't do anything..."

According to Nie Tianbao's analysis, Ma Zibian had already wanted to sell but was too proud to admit it. Adding five thousand yuan should break his psychological barrier.

As expected, Ma Zibian's expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, twenty-five thousand yuan. But... I want cash!"

Qin Feng, like Nie Tianbao, was almost dancing with joy. After a week of hard work, his plan was finally about to bear fruit.

Qin Feng's trap seemed simple but was not.

First, the fake items had to be convincing. This was the key to the success of the plan. If the two pieces of jade were found to be fake, nothing would work.

Second, Qin Feng's clever trick was to make Nie Tianbao think he was the one who wanted to buy. From start to finish, Nie Tianbao was the one chasing after the deal, creating the illusion that Qin Feng did not want to sell.

This way, Nie Tianbao's guard was lowered. How could a scammer keep pushing money away? Qin Feng's actions only showed that the items were real.

The most important reason was that Qin Feng exploited Nie Tianbao's greed.

To Nie Tianbao, spending twenty thousand yuan to get items worth ten million yuan was like a windfall. He was afraid someone else would snatch the deal.

As the saying goes, greed leads to loss. If Nie Tianbao had not been so greedy and tried to get the jade for twenty thousand yuan, Qin Feng would not have succeeded so easily.

If Nie Tianbao had been an honest merchant and offered a price in the millions, he would have been very cautious and insisted on a gemstone inspection. Qin Feng's fakes, though sophisticated, could not pass an instrument test.

"Brother Ma, I do have some cash in the shop, but I need it for circulation. I think... I'll give you a check instead?" Nie Tianbao felt he had the upper hand but wanted to eliminate any future problems.

"I don't want a check. I have a car race tonight on Beishan Road. No cash, no deal!" Ma Zibian shook his head, making Nie Tianbao even more convinced.

In recent years, many people in the city of Shi had made fortunes. Some young people, seeking thrills, started racing cars, just like in Hong Kong movies. Nie Tianbao's own son was one of them, so he had no doubt about Qin Feng's words.

"Fine, cash it is!"

Nie Tianbao put on a reluctant face and said, "Brother Ma, I can give you cash, but we need to sign a sales contract. No one can back out afterward!"

"Look at you, it's just a pair of earrings and a pendant. I have plenty at home." Qin Feng looked down on Nie Tianbao and said, "This small place is just that. Once I sell something, I won't take it back."

"Good, Brother Ma, let's inspect the items again. If there are no problems, we can sign the contract."

Nie Tianbao was cautious. In the antiques business, there were many tricks. It was possible that Ma Zibian had switched the items while he was out.

"Fine..." Qin Feng impatiently threw the pendant and earrings on the table and said, "If you want to buy, hurry up. I'm busy."

Mr. Zhao carefully examined the earrings and the Maitreya Buddha pendant and nodded to Nie Tianbao, "Boss, they're correct."

These two pieces of jade were indeed the ones Qin Feng had previously taken out. When he returned them, Mr. Zhao had made a slight mark on the secret silver of the earrings with his fingernail.

"Good, Old Zhao, give the money to Brother Ma!" Nie Tianbao felt a great weight lifted off his chest. The fortune-teller on the street had said he was in for good luck. He would have to reward him with a hundred yuan later.

Nie Tianbao personally drafted a simple sales contract. Both he and Qin Feng signed and fingerprinted the two copies. After handing the black bag containing 250,000 yuan in cash to Qin Feng, the transaction was complete.

Watching Mr. Zhao put the jade into the safe, Nie Tianbao smiled, "Brother Ma, let's go out for a meal. My treat."

"What's there to eat in this破地方? I'm going back to play cards. Damn, having