Leveling Up With My Pet

Chapter 449 A Lucrative Offer !

"The price was set by none other than Liu Yong himself," Xin Feiwen remarked with a contemplative air, his eyes scanning the bustling crowd of potential buyers. The hum of negotiations and the underlying tension of a unique opportunity filled the air. Liu Yong, the man behind this pivotal decision, initially had reservations about extending their trade to foreign alloy knife manufacturers. However, as he delved deeper into the possibilities, the prospect of foreign profits couldn't be ignored. Still, he knew the premium for these overseas customers would be steep.

Across the negotiation table, Gordon's furrowed brows conveyed his dissatisfaction and lingering doubts. Xin Feiwen sensed the unease in his client's demeanour and leaned forward to address it head-on. "We have a transparent policy, Mr. Gordon," Xin Feiwen explained with utmost clarity. "Our pricing is unwavering; we treat all foreign knife manufacturers equally. It's a flat rate of 15,000 yuan per kilogram."

Gordon hesitated momentarily, his fingers tapping nervously on the polished wooden table. His eyes darted to the snaking line of potential buyers behind him. Xin Feiwen maintained his composure and continued, "Our price is non-negotiable. If it doesn't align with your budget, you're free to choose otherwise."

"In the realm of commerce, choices are a currency of their own," Xin Feiwen declared boldly, emphasizing the freedom of choice in business dealings.

Gordon pondered once more, his eyes sweeping over the queue behind him. His resolve hardened as he considered the broader implications. "I'll take 10,000 kilograms," he declared firmly.

Yet, 10,000 kilograms was merely a modest order in this environment. Just moments before, domestic alloy knife dealers had secured tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of kilograms. Some ambitious buyers had made commitments measured in tons.

Xin Feiwen nodded approvingly, "Certainly, Mr. Gordon. Let's finalize the paperwork. Please remit 30% of the payment within the next 48 hours, and the balance will be due upon picking up the goods. Failure to comply will result in the contract's nullification."

The contract, an intricate document with codified clauses, stipulated that the buyers would arrange to pick up the goods from Global Special Materials Group; no doorstep delivery was provided.

Gordon, committing a staggering 150 million yuan to this order, had yet to inkling the challenges that would come with future purchases. In retrospect, he wondered why he hadn't placed a more substantial demand from the outset. However, the future remained uncertain, and his present decision was irreversible.

As Gordon signed the contract and exited, other eager buyers followed suit, each affixing their signatures to their respective agreements. Many of these buyers hailed from foreign shores, and though the 15,000-yuan price tag initially gave them pause, prudence won the day. They typically ordered a few tons, occasionally a dozen, with a select few daring to request 30 tons.

These foreign alloy-cutting tool manufacturers made relatively modest orders compared to their domestic counterparts. This was fine for Liu Yong and Xin Feiwen; they adhered to their policy of granting clients the freedom to choose.

As the afternoon waned, Xin Feiwen began packing his materials, his voice ringing, "We conclude our business today. We'll continue tomorrow."

Some within the waiting throng expressed mild dissatisfaction at the early closure. Still, Xin Feiwen's reassurance that business would resume the following day placated them.

However, Liu Yong, ever the masterful tactician, couldn't resist a playful twist to the plot. He addressed the restless crowd, "Ladies and gentlemen, if you wish to secure our black alloy tomorrow, I advise an early arrival. We possess 2,000 tons in stock, but more than 1,700 tons have already been claimed. A mere 200 tons remain."

Panic ensued. The realization that only a tiny fraction of their coveted alloy remained on hand sent waves of anxiety through the crowd. Voices of urgency rose in chorus, questioning why there were only 200 tons left and if they'd have a chance.

"Mr. Liu, when can we expect the next shipment?" inquired one of the anxious buyers.

Savouring the anticipation he had stirred, Liu Yong replied solemnly, "You can anticipate a replenishment in approximately a month. We'll be ready with new supplies by then."

Murmurs of discontent and frustration spread like wildfire. A month's wait was daunting; the alloy was exceptional, and the market was rife with competition. The early bird would indeed catch the worm.

Unfazed by the commotion, Liu Yong raised his hands to quell the growing unrest. "I'm afraid there's no other recourse," he declared with an air of finality. "We have just over 200 tons available now. If you wish to secure your share, I recommend early arrival tomorrow."

As the reality of the situation sunk in, the crowd resigned themselves to the inevitability of waiting. By 5:30 p.m., the exhibition hall's doors closed for the day, leaving potential buyers to ponder their next move.

Xin Feiwen's excitement was palpable as he sorted through the stack of contracts—a testament to their unprecedented success, totalling a staggering 1,756 tons of committed orders. It felt like a dream, a testament to the allure of the black alloy.

"Boss, if only we had more of it," Xin Feiwen lamented, his eyes brimming with optimism.

Liu Yong, equally enthused, responded, "In about ten days, we'll receive another batch of ferrous metals."

Xin Feiwen couldn't help but wish for even swifter progress. "Boss, if only we could expedite the process. The profitability of this black alloy is simply unparalleled."

After signing deals that amounted to over 1,700 tons, Liu Yong shared his team's joy. He treated everyone in the exhibition area to a lavish meal, a fitting celebration for their remarkable achievement.

After the feast, Liu Yong returned to his grand villa and initiated a conversation with Bawang, his trusty partner.

"Overlord, I have an important task for you," Liu Yong began, his tone charged with purpose.

Bawang satiated from its feast and, now resting in its cave, perked up upon hearing Liu Yong's voice. "Master, I'm at your service. What task do you have for me?"

Liu Yong leaned in, revealing a plan brewing in his mind. "Do you recall those gleaming black alloy bars? We have a substantial stock in one of our cargo holds."

Bawang's excitement was evident. "Of course, Master. Do you wish for me to transport some of them?"

The previous "Blue Whale" shipment included over 200,000 tons of ferrous metals and a hundred colossal, 2,000-ton black alloy bars. Each bar weighed an impressive 20 tons. Now, Liu Yong issued his command. "Bawang, select a suitable location closer to Huahai City, and relocate some of those black alloy bars there. We'll summon the 'Blue Whale' to retrieve them."

Overlord agreed without hesitation. "Understood, Master. I'll

Find the perfect spot immediately."

Without delay, Bawang swam out of its cave and set forth on its mission, covering thousands of nautical miles to reach a destination that would expedite the process. It then spent additional hours scouting for an ideal location.

Eventually, Bawang settled on a site only a few nautical miles away from a vast deserted island. The surrounding waters were shallow, ranging from two to ten meters. The seabed boasted a level expanse of fine sand devoid of silt or seaweed, offering a clear and comprehensive view.

Satisfied with its choice, Bawang began preparations. It secured provisions from the abundant underwater resources and rested near the deserted island.

The following morning, Liu Yong, still groggy from sleep and untouched breakfast, received a transmission from Bawang.

"Master, how does this location appear to you?" Bawang inquired.

Liu Yong swiftly accessed his third-party vision and assessed the location his loyal companion chose. The sight pleased him immensely.

Reviewing the world map on his pet panel, he pinpointed Bawang's new location between Huahai City and the spaceship wreckage. This strategic relocation significantly reduced the "Blue Whale's" travel distance, trimming the round-trip journey from more than half a month to seven to eight days.

With a satisfied nod, Liu Yong commented, "This spot is perfect. Bring me 200 black alloy bars for now."

Two hundred bars amounted to a staggering 4,000 tons of precious black alloy.

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