Chapter 591: The Issue of Yinchen Wood's Intervention

Gu Anran watches Wu An put down his phone, curiously asks: "You and Shen Nan aren't getting along?"

Wu An nods.

Regarding Gu Anran, he doesn't hide much, recounts the feud between him and Shen Nan; saying so, he realizes that although he always knew there was competition with Shen Nan, he had hardly ever taken the initiative.

It's always Shen Nan causing trouble.

This kid is a bit rotten.

And he is too kind.

Wu An sighs, internally chastising himself for being so conscientious.

Gu Anran, after listening, says: "Shen Nan is afraid of you."

Wu An is startled: "He's afraid of me?"

Gu Anran nods: "He wants to strike first to be strong, but still can't beat you."

Wu An smiles: "Hmm, go on, I like listening."

Gu Anran rolls his eyes: "Because he, after all, isn't as bad as you."

"Every time he causes trouble, it's never on point."

"It's neither painful nor itchy."

"He's timid, A An, even if you do nothing, he's still not your opponent."

"..." Wu An: "Woman, you really opened your mouth."

"This little mouth."

"Tsk tsk."

Gu Anran's cheek flushes, she bites the finger Wu An extends: "I'm driving, don't speak recklessly."

She doesn't exert any force.

Wu An withdraws his hand; driving isn't a game.

Arrive at the county town.

Head straight to Qiche Cheng.

The two park the car, get out to stroll: "What shall we buy?"

Wu An shakes his head: "Buy a better one, mainly for your commuting, the roads back home are bad, otherwise we could also get a sports car."

"After a few years, we can buy one."

"For now, just look at BMW, Audi, Mercedes."

Gu Anran puts her arm around his shoulder, laughing: "Just 'maybe', the three models you mentioned are already luxury cars, okay?"

Wu An smiles.

As they walk, Wu An looks up, wow, it's a Porsche Center 4S shop; through the floor‑to‑ceiling window, a white Porsche Cayenne is visible.

Wu An's eyes light up: "Let's go check that out."

Gu Anran gives him a tug: "That one is definitely expensive."

Wu An says: "You have no idea about your man's strength."

Walk into the 4S shop.

The sales assistant greets them warmly.

Straight to the Cayenne.

The sales assistant, seizing the chance, introduces; seeing Gu Anran also quite fond, Wu An requests a test drive for an hour.

It's settled.

Payment.

Because there's no stock car, but no long wait; a week later they can pick up the car, and all paperwork and plates will be handled.

Wu An, unsure if he can accompany Gu Anran then, pays the full amount at once.

Porsche 4.8 top spec, 1.78 million.

That's okay.

It's just a trip; buying a car still leaves surplus.

Don't think Wu An only has a bit over ten million in hand; in front of those big shots he's just a junior, but this is solid cash.

Compared to other big shots, their net worth may be high, but usable cash flow is actually low.

Wu An's money can be spent casually.

The car is quite expensive.

But he's not at all pretentious.

After buying the car, the two go to the pedestrian street, invite Old Zhang for a meal, sell two beauty beads to Liang Rong; this was thanks to Old Zhang's tip and connection.

Not to mention other things.

Wu An treating a meal is still appropriate.

Old Zhang's shop remains as usual quiet, doors empty, pushing the door in you see Old Zhang leisurely drinking tea.

People here really love tea.

From morning to night.

Whether there's business or not, have a cup of tea.

Wu An greets, sits down, briefly explains his transaction of beauty beads with Liang Rong.

Old Zhang nods: "The price is okay; if you negotiate, you could raise it a bit."

Wu An smiles: "I'm quite satisfied."

"Young Master Liang is decent; he respects me, and I'm happy to be friends with him."

Elder Zhang chuckled and said, "You will be able to start a modest venture in the future."

"I accept your kind words, Elder." Wu An drank the tea before him and said, "It's mealtime; I'll treat you to a meal."

Elder Zhang nodded.

He closed the shop.

He drove straight to the private restaurant by the park, whose decor was very stylish; on the second floor, opening the door revealed a corner view of the park.

The menu had no prices.

Elder Zhang ordered a few dishes, Wu An added a few more, and without drinking alcohol they requested a pot of premium tea.

After the dishes were set down and the server left, Elder Zhang asked, "What good things have you come across lately?"

Wu An was startled and said, "Elder Zhang, how did you tell?"

Elder Zhang smiled, "Hmm, I can see it."

Wu An scratched his head; his outward cultivation still seemed unfinished. He stood up to pour tea and asked, "Elder Zhang, do you know anything about the dark wood?"

Elder Zhang was taken aback, then suddenly stood, walked to the doorway, slammed the Room door shut, and ordered Wu An to close the window.

Wu An complied.

Elder Zhang surely had a reason; caution could preserve a millennial vessel.

Elder Zhang sat down, smiling, "Having a piece of black wood at home is worth ten thousand taels of gold."

"You were at sea and still salvaged this?"

Wu An nodded, "Lucky."

Elder Zhang stared, "Your luck is truly extraordinary."

Wu An asked, "Is it easy to offload?"

Elder Zhang rubbed his hands, "Where's the wood?"

"How big is it?"

"Where is it hidden?"

Wu An briefly described the dimensions of the previously salvaged dark wood and said, "The wood is still in the sea; I haven't retrieved it."

"By your account, even a single piece could be worth several million, provided it's usable dark wood," Elder Zhang said, growing impatient, "If we toss it back into the sea, can we find it again?"

Wu An couldn't guarantee, "Probably eight or nine out of ten."

"I'm concerned that once we salvage it, it won't be easy to offload, and it could even bring trouble upon us."

Elder Zhang nodded, "Your concerns are spot on."

"In recent years, when someone discovers dark wood without proper secrecy, it's confiscated entirely."

"Millions exchanged for tens of thousands."

"Regardless of the amount, a person can suffer for a lifetime."

Wu An nodded; indeed, the disparity was unusually large.

Speaking purely in commercial terms, there is no moral or enlightenment between him and Elder Zhang.

Not to mention Elder Zhang.

He currently lacks any big picture; otherwise, when he first salvaged the dark wood, he would have directly contacted the relevant authorities and donated it.

To put it bluntly.

If he had the big picture, donating would ease his conscience, but the wood might end up in someone else's hands.

He said, "I'll find a chance to salvage it and will need you, Elder, to keep an eye for me."

Elder Zhang took a sip of tea, "If the price is right, I should get priority to buy it."

Wu An smiled, "Elder Zhang, I toast you with tea instead of wine."

With Elder Zhang's words, he felt reassured.

Gu Anran was very sensible.

He sat aside, eating and drinking as appropriate, without interjecting.