Chapter 561

In the conference room, Song Feng held his phone, his face filled with surprise.

A C-grade battle suit, the retail price on external markets, starts at five million Daya coins per set.

For wholesale channels like this, though cheaper, it still costs four million Daya coins.

Four thousand sets of C-grade battle suits amount to sixteen billion Daya coins!

Even after deducting raw materials and all processing costs, they'd still make at least five billion Daya coins.

For Limit Equipment Company, which urgently needs funds to expand, this is undoubtedly a massive order.

"Big brother? What's wrong?" His younger brother Song Hai cast him a puzzled look.

Song Feng signaled him with his eyes to stay silent, then suppressed his excitement and said:

"Commander Zhou, rest assured—four thousand sets of C-grade battle suits pose no problem for our production capacity.

Give us two months, and we'll deliver them all at once."

"Good, the procurement contract will be sent to you immediately; once signed, production can begin."

Commander Zhou hung up the call quickly, leaving Song Feng somewhat stunned.

A sixteen-billion-coin deal, settled just like that?

In the past, they'd at least sit down together for a meal to discuss the details.

At the very least, they'd meet in the virtual world to talk.

Zhou Zhi gave the impression he wasn't finalizing a sixteen-billion-coin deal, but a sixteen-million-coin one.

"Got a big order? Which legion wants the gear?"

Song Hai, deducing the conversation from Song Feng's replies, asked eagerly.

"Mm." Song Feng nodded and briefly recounted the conversation.

"Black Dragon Legion? Don't they have their own dedicated equipment manufacturer? Why come to us?"

Song Hai looked utterly confused.

The Black Dragon Legion, founded by the ninth-rank peak adept Cao Jun, is among the top legions in Daya!

Their battle suits, armor, and weapons are all supplied by specific manufacturers; they rarely purchase from external vendors.

Could it be because of Grandpa Song Daoyuan's connections?

But Grandpa never seemed particularly close to the Black Dragon Legion during his lifetime.

"Could this Black Dragon Legion be fake?" Song Hai couldn't help speculating.

"Probably not."

Song Feng shook his head. "My personal number is known only to a few elders in our family and some eighth-rank Grand Masters I've befriended.

Whoever found this number isn't an ordinary person.

Besides, we won't start production until we see the contract.

Setting up such a scam would be pointless."

"If it really is the Black Dragon Legion, could they try to lowball the price or delay the final payment?"

Song Hai still felt uneasy.

The Song family had encountered such things before.

These big clients usually had powerful backgrounds; there was little they could do about it.

They could only wait and endure over time.

"There's some truth to that."

After a moment's thought, Song Feng murmured: "But given Limit Equipment's current situation,

as long as the price cut isn't too severe—even if we lose money—we must take this order."

Though the Song family is an eighth-rank Master Zongshi clan, they're nothing compared to the Black Dragon Legion.

As long as they can establish a connection with them, losing some money doesn't matter—it's like spending money to build a network.

As they spoke, Zhou Zhi's electronic contract arrived on Song Feng's phone.

"The contract came through."

The moment he received it, Song Feng immediately checked the seal at the very bottom.

A vivid, lifelike projection of a black dragon seal appeared before them.

The seal carries legal weight, is extremely complex, and hard to forge—especially the Black Dragon Legion's emblem, which was specially designed.

"The seal is genuine." Song Feng exhaled in relief.

As long as it's confirmed as the Black Dragon Legion's contract, everything else becomes manageable.

He carefully reviewed the contract terms,

expecting price cuts or possible delayed payments—but found none.

The contract clearly stated the total order value at seventeen billion Daya coins, and upon signing,

half the amount would be paid upfront as a deposit.

"Did I read this right?" Song Feng couldn't believe it.

The Black Dragon Legion's terms were too good—so good he suspected a trap!

Yet every clause on the contract appeared perfectly normal, with no hidden loopholes for future disputes.

"Big brother, did our grandfather have some secret connection with the Black Dragon Legion? Why are they helping us so much?"

Song Hai murmured.

He realized now: the Black Dragon Legion's move was pure salvation—not a normal contract at all.

After all, who ever pays more instead of haggling down the price?

"This doesn't make sense—our Limit Equipment is far inferior to Radiant Sun Equipment."

"Even if it's because of Grandpa, the Black Dragon Legion should be looking for my big brother instead."

Song Feng was dumbfounded too.

But just then, another unfamiliar number called in.

Song Feng had no time to think it over and chose to answer.

"Hello, Clan Leader Song. I'm Hu Gu, vice president of the Wild Grass Guild.

I want 1,000 C-grade alloy war sabers. I wonder if your Limit Equipment Company can supply them?"

The moment this person came on the line asking for a thousand war sabers, Song Feng was instantly stunned and nodded instinctively:

"We can supply them. They'll be forged in about a month."

"Alright, I'll send the purchase contract to you right away."

Not long after hanging up, another electronic contract was sent over.

Just like the Black Dragon Legion's, it bore an extremely formal emblem, and the contract terms were entirely skewed in Song Feng's favor.

"What's going on? Why is there another one?" Song Feng was completely baffled.

After that, several more calls came in, all the same as the Black Dragon Legion and the Wild Grass Guild.

The order quantities were enormous, yet the contracts were entirely unfavorable to the buyers.

In just a little over ten minutes, the orders Limit Equipment had received had already surpassed what Huiyang Equipment used to get in half a year!

"Something's off! Very off!" Song Feng's eyes flickered.

One or two orders could still be a coincidence, but with over a dozen now, there had to be some reason he didn't know about behind it.

Just as he was puzzling over it, another call came in, also wanting to place an order.

This time, it was finally a guild leader he had worked with several times before.

So he quickly seized the chance to ask the doubts in his heart.

"You actually don't know yet?"

A very surprised voice came from the other end, then explained:

"That son-in-law of yours, more than ten hours ago,

already revealed sixth-tier aura, and just now, successfully advanced to the top four of the Genius Tournament!

We're placing orders because we want to leave a good impression on him in advance."

Song Feng was stunned at the words.

His daughter Song Qiuyun wasn't even married yet—where did a son-in-law come from?

Thinking of the Genius Tournament the other party mentioned, Song Feng hesitated and asked:

"Is it Xu Jingming?"

"Yep! That's right!"

"It really is because of him..." Song Feng's face was full of disbelief.

These past few days, he had been busy with family matters and hadn't had time to watch the Genius Tournament.

But he hadn't expected Xu Jingming to have already broken through to sixth tier!

And on top of that, brought the Song family such unexpected gains!