Chapter 246

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Platinum cowrie shells weighing over two tons, when placed together, were not much, and not at all attractive. When the Spaniards in South Africa first mined platinum in bulk, they treated it as a kind of gold derivative similar to silver, calling it "inferior silver," and unscrupulous merchants bought it cheaply and sent it back home to be used as silver...

Heaven pity them, they treated a thousand-li horse as horse meat. From this, it can be seen that the so-called beauty of platinum in jewelry stores today is pure nonsense; at least the Spaniards of that year, accustomed to gold and silver, could not appreciate such beauty.

Compared to the "gold" of platinum, the "gold" attribute of brass is stronger—at least it is yellow. But when determining prices based on the scarcity of various resources on Earth, copper's competitive advantage is obviously insufficient. At current prices, platinum at 200 yuan per gram is tens of thousands of times the price of copper—looking beautiful is not as good as being rare; such is the case.

Because of the incident at the Appraisal Office, Chen Yi worried that detailed appraisal would bring unnecessary trouble, so he left only one shell, throwing the rest into the warehouse to slowly refine with battle qi.

Platinum with 99% purity is very soft; under the processing of Magic Network Energy, it didn't even have a chance to ooze juice before turning into a large ball, big enough for a person to hug, but heavy enough to make a small micro truck troubled.

Legend has it that the "Immortal's Worry" of the landlord old wealth has reappeared in the martial world. And it's the big ghost worry with silver replaced by platinum.

A metal lump worth 1 billion RMB—without saying whether it has appeared in human history, normal people definitely couldn't even imagine it. Bai Zong, introduced by "Young Master Gong," who had been in the precious metal business for over 20 years, when appearing in the warehouse, didn't expect that what was before him, like a large ball blocking the way on a pedestrian street, was actually refined from platinum, and he looked around asking: "Don't remember there being a safe in the southern suburbs warehouse."

"What do you need a safe for?" Chen Yi turned back and locked the door; after all, it was worth several hundred million.

"Then where is your platinum?" Bai Zong started looking for boxes again.

"It's right in front of you." Chen Yi walked two quick steps and kicked the platinum ball.

A two-ton metal ball; without inhuman force, there wouldn't be the slightest thought of moving its position.

Looking at the shoe print on the soft precious metal, Bai Zong said dumbfounded: "You're serious?"

"The specific purity, you need to test it, but it's definitely platinum." Chen Yi shrugged and asked: "Buying or not?"

His expression and tone made Bai Zong recall his own life at the scrap recycling station back then. In those years, ragged scavengers pushed cart after cart of scrap iron and waste cardboard to find him, asking: "Buying or not?"

Years later, his business card finally printed the three words Chairman, and his work content changed from buying scrap iron and waste paper to buying waste... platinum.

Bai Zong was inwardly moved, bent down and picked at the platinum ball with his hand, then spread his arms to feel the huge weight of the platinum ball, exhaled, and asked: "How heavy is it?"

"Over two tons; get a crane. Also, it's best to find some security guards."

"Right, right. I'll make a call." Bai Zong counted on his fingers; platinum worth 1 billion, afraid his liquid funds would be hollowed out. Having bought and sold precious metals for so many years, this time was the most powerful.

Buying mines has nowhere near the shock of buying platinum.

Not long after the call was made, two armed escort vehicles drove over, and Bai Zong's secretary began directing people to move this Immortal's Worry out of the warehouse.

A two-ton platinum ball!

Truly enough to make an immortal worry.

A wooden crowbar placed on it would only break; density too great, texture too soft, quite difficult to handle. Several workers were still muttering there: What thing is so heavy, isn't it silver?

Chen Yi watched with a hehe laugh; when he refined the shells that day, he hadn't felt anything, but when he got this big ball out, he couldn't even hug it himself, could only roll it to the center of the warehouse. Now Bai Zong brought over a dozen strong young men, but the ball was only that big and couldn't take force, actually couldn't even get out the door.

"Your goods, even if given to thieves, they couldn't steal them away." Bai Zong wiped sweat, but was happy inside. Platinum's annual production is only a few dozen tons, almost all in South Africans' hands, trading is very difficult. Now getting over two tons at once, for the next few years, no need to worry about raw material limits.

Moreover, modern society's credit currency naturally brings inflation; precious metals only rise and never fall, no way to lose.

He wished he could buy dozens of tons of platinum at once, then set prices however he wanted.

"Smash the door." Bai Zong waved his hand with great spirit.

This was a temporary warehouse rented by Chen Yi; around were all single-story warehouses, big and small, specially for private short and long-term rent. When Bai Zong's people started working, security saw it on the surveillance recording; when they ran over, they only saw a crane loading and unloading a white metal ball there.

"Truly bored to death." The security manager cursed a sentence, stepped forward to negotiate.

Such matters naturally didn't require the Chairman and Chen Yi to go out; the two hid in a corner of the warehouse, secretly discussing payment methods.

Fund flows of over a hundred million would attract attention anywhere; considering Chen Yi's identity, Bai Zong curiously patted his chest: "I have subsidiaries overseas; let them sign an order with Chen Group's overseas company, breach penalty settled at 100 million US dollars; the insufficient part compensated with high-priced goods. How does that sound?"

Using intentional breach of contract to pay large amounts of cash is quite convenient; not only in China, most countries have no powerful and effective handling methods, and no tax pressure. However, such transactions are essentially gentleman's agreements; if they go back on their word, one can only rely on one's own strength to collect the debt.

Chen Yi naturally wasn't afraid of Bai Zong going back on his word, so he nodded and said: "100 million US dollars breach penalty; the rest in cash transaction."

High profits have a bad name; cash transactions are black money, but convenient for him to use. Those weapon funds, weren't they paid with black money?

Bai Zong laughed and said okay; he was in precious metal processing, and he always had unclear money; if he met another person, white money and black money would definitely be mixed—money laundering takes at least thirty percent fee; why give it to you for nothing.

Chen Yi actively requesting some black money, in his eyes was a sign of understanding the rules; moreover, he felt respected, in a very good mood.

"Young Master Chen is quite decent. I support the Chen Family." Once happy, he loved to talk nonsense, but the meaning was quite clear. A vibe of money for money, people for people.

Chen Yi silently patted Bai Zong's shoulder, smiling like a squirrel that had stored enough winter food.

This money came too easily; truly made one's mood pleasant.

At the same, this also meant the West Continent's construction could finally be self-sufficient—money can make ghosts push mills; if the mill can't grind out more money, what's the use of giving money.

Signing fake contracts and such took another half day; when he again prepared swords, iron pots, and other supplies and sent them to Binjiang Road, even the Storage Area designer knew there had been an earthquake in Jiangning political circles recently, and asked Chen Yi there: Will the Storage Area be affected?

Thus another 20 minutes of reassurance time.

By dinner time, the enthusiastic Bai Zong invited Chen Yi to dine at a British person's hotel, and in the parking lot handed over to him over 30 million US dollars and over 50 million RMB in cash.

That was quite a large vehicle; all packed in plastic bags, outside covered with white flame-retardant thin film, piled on a Mercedes GL off-road vehicle.

"The car is also given to you. Indeed 99%, impressive." After counting the money, Bai Zong gave the key to Chen Yi, still marveling inside: The Chen Family is truly extraordinary; what they collect are no longer small yellow fish; two tons of platinum, how long to accumulate.

A car worth over a million was just handed over like that. Chen Yi wasn't reserved, hehe laughed, and handed the key to Fang Zhong: "The car is yours; go back and think about how to spend money."

Fang Zhong was excited and speechless for a moment.

This is a Mercedes GL! However, spending 1 billion is indeed a challenging requirement.

"Then... come to my home for a visit?" Chen Yi actively invited Chairman White as a return.

With Bai Zong's style of speaking and acting today, he eagerly sent money over; obviously not just to flatter Chen Yi. Flattering the Chen Family's second generation would be about right.

Chen Yi also felt it convenient; drove home fast, then introduced Bai Zong to his father to know him; his own work was considered completely finished.

It was so late, but the lights at Chen Residence were still brightly lit. Not only were Uncle, Fo Lao, and others still there, but several of Fang Yu's group of fox friends and dog companions hadn't left either.

Several people laughed and greeted Bai Zong; it could be seen that this Chairman with assets of tens of billions was actually a person without airs; just getting to know so many young people would take how much effort.

"The White Family can be rich for another 20 years." Fang Manyi commented, pouted her lips, and said: "Your little sister is back home; it's too noisy downstairs; playing games upstairs."

"Just right. I also think it's noisy downstairs." Chen Yi blinked his eyes, smiling as he went upstairs, and knocked on his little sister's room door in passing.

Inside were three girls of similar age, their backs to the door, shaking their heads to the music they were listening to.

Chen Yi focused his hearing, and it was actually all heavy metal music; no wonder they didn't notice him entering.

"Chen Rongxi!" After identifying for a while, he vigorously shook the back of the middle chair.

Little sister turned her head to look at Chen Yi, then pointed at the computer, indicating she was busy.

The other two girls reacted violently, immediately taking off their headphones, then staring at Chen Yi in a daze.

Fresh young girls, opening their misty big eyes to stare at him, as if they would cry in the next moment.

Chen Yi coughed once, putting on a harmless smile: "I'm Chen Rongxi's Second Brother."

The other party examined him carefully for a long time, but shook her head and said: "I don't believe it."

Chen Yi spread his hands, laughing: "What's there to believe or not believe about this."

The two girls glanced at each other, suddenly stood up hand in hand, gesturing and saying in unison: "Heard you can lift several hundred kilograms of stuff, prove it to us."

Both were fifteen or sixteen years old, but their height had already fully grown; only their figures were slightly flat, just slightly protruding, their long legs smooth and well-proportioned, slender and pretty — a quality female celebrities could never learn no matter how they maintained or cultivated themselves.

Middle school little girls, they've all already grown up.

Chen Yi touched his head and said: "How to perform in the room. Chen Rongxi!"

He grabbed his little sister again, to avoid making a mistake again.

Little sister unwillingly turned around, gave Second Brother a big eye-roll, and said: "I'm discussing serious business with others."

Chen Yi helplessly shrugged and said: "Since you have company, I'll go back then."

He then nodded and prepared to leave.

But the two girls grabbed Chen Yi's arms from top and bottom, coquettishly saying: "Second Brother..."

The little girl's voice, sweet and crisp, truly very moe.

Chen Yi swayed along with their shaking, comfortably saying: "I don't read Spring and Autumn, don't call me Second Brother."

The slightly taller girl on the left covered her mouth and laughed: "Not Guan Second Brother, it's Gao Second Brother."

Chen Yi thought hard for a moment before realizing, the so-called Gao Second Brother, could it be the son-in-law of Gaolaozhuang, Zhu Eight Precepts?

Amidst a burst of laughter, the two girls, one on each side, familiarly grabbed Chen Yi's arms, chatting with each other — nothing more than whose brother looks like Eight Precepts, whose brother looks like Armed Police, whose brother looks like Tang Seng...

Finally Chen Rongxi finished his "work", unwillingly turned around, and grumbled: "You've been busy to death recently, don't pay attention to anyone."

"So you don't pay attention to me either?" Chen Yi sat down displeased; the two little girls beside him were noisy but full of youthful vitality.

Think about it, I'm only 19, yet already not young!

Chen Yi happily sighed.

The slightly taller girl on the left coquettishly said: "It's you who's wrong Rongxi, big brother's work is busy, right?"

This "big brother" made Chen Yi think of Jin Douna, and the scenes when she often called "big brother", his body underwent a slight change.

He pretended to be a bit cold, took the pillow from the bed, covered his lower abdomen, then sought a topic: "What are you doing?"

"Made two cheats a few days ago, sold them to someone, bored to death."

"Short on money?" Chen Yi was somewhat surprised; Gold Source International's business was not bad, and although he hadn't allocated too much profit, giving his little sister a few million USD pocket money every month was common — even though it was only one percent of the profit "Siren" earned, it should be enough for a little girl.

But he forgot, little sister was a little girl who loved supercomputers.

She counted on her fingers: how much for a set of blade servers, how much to rent 2000 domain names, how much for a data center...

"You even bought a data center?" Chen Yi was completely stunned.

"Super cheap, 2 million USD, pay once and get 100k USD off..."

"So you make cheats to earn money?" Chen Yi freed his hands, sat on the chair and looked.

His computer knowledge only consisted of partial residual learning results and partial residual Skill Copy Scrolls; he completely couldn't understand the cheat programs, but at least could understand what the cheats were targeting.

"Foreign game?" After a while, he figured it out himself and asked: "Be careful of being sued, how much did you earn?"

"It's a Danish game company's private server in the Netherlands, not bound by law." Little sister had a "you're out" expression and said: "100k EUR per game, 10k EUR per update, if the other party has requirements, at least satisfy 5 updates."

"Then there are expansion packs, aren't you losing out?" Chen Yi still played games, just in the past year really had no time.

Chen Rongxi followed up, showing a miserable expression: "No choice, poor as a church mouse, can only do coolie work to pay off debts."

"Don't let the kids downstairs know, you spend several million USD a month and still have to work to pay debts." Chen Yi sneered. However, Siren now completely relied on Chen Rongxi to maintain; in other words, she indeed put in effort, seemed too harsh to exploit so intensely, not harmonious enough, so he added: "I'll give you a salary from now on, name a figure?"

Chen Rongxi's eyes shone. Who didn't know the Chen Family's Second Young Master was the most generous? She climbed onto Second Brother's neck, acting spoiled: "Whatever you say..."

Her two sisters beside her also helped hug Chen Yi's arms, shaking non-stop, like they were participating in a shake-arm Olympics.

"8 million then, but only for time working at Gold Source International." Chen Yi waved his hand generously, raising his little sister's salary level.

80 million USD annual income, she counted as the top portion among Jiangning socialites.

Little sister happily cheered and jumped, also waving her hand generously: "Tomorrow noon Pedestrian Street, my treat."

"Okay!"

"Rongxi is the best!"

The two little girls cheered and jumped while Chen Yi stared dumbfounded.

"You really don't save at all." Chen Yi laughed twice. Gold Source International's daily profit was 20 million USD, and the main maintenance work was all done by little sister; allocating 8 million a month was really not much.

Shouldn't count as exploiting labor either.

Chen Yi thought secretly.

"Siqi and Feiyan, introducing to you to know." Little sister pulled the two girls to introduce to Eldest Brother.

The slightly taller one was Siqi, big eyes, long eyelashes, looked very spirited.

Feiyan belonged to the big girl among little girls, long legs soft waist, nearly 1.7 meters little model figure, weight visibly light.

Chen Yi shook hands with them respectively, his heart actually feeling a bit soft and powerless.

"No red envelope oh." He joked.

"No way, they're both my programmers." Chen Rongxi pouted.

"Programmers?" Chen Yi simply couldn't associate two ninth-grade girls with those nine-to-five, or rather nine-to-nine, disheveled uncles no matter what.

Siqi and Feiyan flashed victory signs together, a silent provocation.

"Alright, I need to order something. Eldest Brother, if you've got nothing to do, just entertain yourself."

Chen Yi was completely speechless and said, "Order a computer?"

"It's a high speed computer, the agreed price is 12 million US dollars..." Chen Rongxi said, blinking, and smiled, "Tomorrow, once Gold Source International prepares my pay stub, I can go get a loan."

She really doesn't hold back when spending money.

Worried he'd be extorted again, Chen Yi left with weak legs, but Feiyan grabbed his arm and wouldn't let go, saying softly, "Second Brother, I'm going to a banquet tomorrow, will you accompany me?"

"Such a young kid, and you already have banquets?"

"No way, it's a hacker gathering. There'll be very powerful people there."

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