Chapter 151: Discuss Cooperation

Wu An directly asked: "Can you sell it to me?"

Green-haired guy was stunned, looked at him and said: "Sure, 3000 bucks, hand over money, hand over goods."

Wu An laughed: "Buddy, do you think I'm a sucker?"

"Boss Li will give you 1500, I'll put in 2000."

"Just say whether it works."

As the green-haired guy was about to speak, a few red-orange-yellow-purple guys nearby quickly grabbed him, and several people walked aside and whispered.

Boss Li advised Wu An: "A An, what are you buying this for?"

"Water pumping pit."

"You haven't heard them say they ran all over town to pump water, ended up losing a thousand or so bucks—how dare you still take this on in this situation?"

"They're them, I'm me." Wu An paused, then shifted tone: "Besides, those emo guys aren't many, just have lots of time."

"Boss Li, if you want to stay in business, can you afford to drag it out with them?"

"If you provoke them, they might come at night to steal chickens and dogs—then the loss would be huge."

"Better to add some money to send them off; I can actually use it—buying a water pump for 2000 bucks, I wouldn't lose either."

Boss Li slightly opened his mouth, a bit moved, said: "This… this… you're still thinking of me."

Wu An gave a slight smile: "Just a casual thing."

He spoke so bluntly just to get Boss Li's thanks, make him owe a favor; his work might then be done more beautifully.

Not far away, the emo guys quickly reached a consensus, with the green-haired guy as spokesperson conducting negotiations, saying: "You two are in cahoots, right?"

"One lowballs, the other offers a price."

"At least 2500."

Wu An laughed, leaned back; these emo guys aren't stupid either, they even know how to turn the tables; he patted the green-haired guy's shoulder and said: "If you're going to say that, then..."

"Then you still try to sell it to Boss Li."

After saying that, he turned and greeted Boss Li, had A Qing hop on the motorcycle, making as if to leave.

A Qing drove the motorcycle over.

Wu An got in.

Just as they exited the repair shop's door, the red-orange-yellow-purple guys hurriedly shouted at him, saying they were willing to sell for 2000 bucks, hand over money, hand over goods.

Wu An didn't get out: "Put the water pump on my car."

The red-orange-yellow-purple guys immediately got to work.

Boss Li had just looked at the water pump; it's in good condition; actually, this water pump wasn't originally new, it's secondhand.

If it were at the original price, it would be over six thousand.

Wu An bought it for 2000; in terms of price, it's definitely a gain.

Whether using it to pump water to make money will actually be profitable is debatable; Boss Li isn't optimistic, because he thinks Wu An seems even less reliable than those emo guys.

The emo guys took the money, split it on the spot, each getting a few hundred bucks and were overjoyed; watching them, Wu An also felt quite sentimental, back then he too felt rich just having a few hundred bucks in his pocket.

Now……

He clearly has over a hundred thousand in hand, yet feels the money is still not enough to spend.

He waved at Boss Li, just about to leave, when Boss Li hurriedly shouted: "Get this done quickly; once it's fixed, contact me—I'll have it ready for you in at most a day."

Wu An smiled and nodded; look, what originally took two days of work now takes just one.

Seeing Boss Li say that, it's sure to guarantee quality and quantity.

……

Wu An headed straight for Lao Tan's lair.

Arriving before a three-story small building, last time he came to repay a debt, feeling like he'd entered a dragon's pool and tiger's den, afraid something would happen and still had A Qing guard outside.

This time it's not needed.

This time he came to discuss cooperation.

The guard at the door saw Wu An and A Qing, scrutinized them with wary eyes, then realized: "It's you, kid—what do you want?"

Wu An calmly said: "I'm here to talk cooperation with your boss."

"Heh." The guard chuckled coldly, his words still pleasant: "Talking cooperation? Just here to borrow money." He saw through but didn't expose it; those who come to borrow money still want face.

He took out a walkie-talkie, said a bit, got a reply, then the guard led them upstairs.

Arrived at the office.

Smoke swirled in the room, the thick tobacco smell was irritating; Wu An saw Lao Tan, greeted him, and Lao Tan waved his hand indicating he could sit anywhere.

Wu An glanced: Lao Tan sat in the redwood desk, half-reclined in the boss chair, with his sandal-clad feet resting on the desk.

Opposite were two chairs, both occupied by two burly men.

No place for him to sit.

Wu An also didn't mind, said: "Boss Tan, we're not strangers; I'll just speak plainly."

"Guang Liangjun's debt—you probably can't collect it."

Lao Tan froze, then looked at his two subordinates; the three shared a tacit laugh, the mocking tone very obvious.

"Handsome guy, do you know when I started mixing in?"

"Thirteen!"

"I'm thirty-three now."

"In the blink of an eye twenty years have passed; do you know how I've gotten through these twenty years?"

Wu An still thought Lao Tan would talk about his arduous rise to power; he felt it would lack sincerity, definitely not as impressive as the performances over in Gang Cheng.

He was muttering to himself, then Lao Tan shifted tone: "Since I made it big, I've built a house, opened a company; I'm right here, sheltered from wind and rain, making money."

In Fu Yuan Zhen, the money I, Lao Tan, have lent out has never gone uncollected!

Never.

Wu An twitched the corner of his mouth, almost thrown off balance by Lao Tan's words, he leaned back—making money really is this easy, come to think of it, that's true; if Lao Tan's line of work weren't this profitable, who would do it?

Lao Tan saw Wu An not speaking, still thinking his words had intimidated him, he said with a smirk: "You say Guang Liangjun owes me money and I can't collect it—although that's impossible."

But I still want to hear the reason.

Just treat it as entertainment.

Wu An looked at Lao Tan; since he was standing while Lao Tan was sitting, he had a slightly overbearing posture, and he said: "Boss Tan, to be frank, the reason lies with me."

Hearing that, Lao Tan was startled, then lowered his feet from the table, sat up straight, and asked: "What do you mean?"

The two burly men across the table also stopped smiling, their eyes fixed on Wu An.

Wu An smiled and said: "It's like this."

Because of some reasons, Guang Liangjun has been arrested; if nothing unexpected happens, he'll probably be detained for about ten days.

As far as I know, the day Guang Liangjun repays the debt is just these few days.

Lao Tan said: "Guang Liangjun was arrested?"

That doesn't matter; even if it's delayed a few days, I can wait.

He didn't continue speaking, knowing Wu An still had more to say.

Wu An said: "In light of this, I said some unfavorable things today."

I said Guang Liangjun's ship is unlucky; this isn't a rumor, it's a fact.

After I bought the ship, I became a target.

Then the ship didn't sell, and things went awry.

And because of this ship, Guang Liangjun was also arrested.

Boss Tan, think about it—who would buy an unlucky ship like this?

If no one buys the ship, where would Guang Liangjun get the money to repay you?

Upon hearing this, Lao Tan slammed the table and shouted: "Good, good, good—you're right, Guang Liangjun can't repay the money, and it's really because of you!"

Those two burly men jumped up, glaring at Wu An with ill intent; as soon as Lao Tan gives the order, they can take Wu An down!

The guy who was supposed to be guarding the gate grabbed the door frame, blocking Wu An's retreat.

A Qing was so nervous he kept swallowing his saliva.