Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Do color-changing inks have any special formula, like acid-free paper?
The answer is, of course, and inevitably!

Something this important must have a unique secret recipe!
Even a small mistake can lead to completely different results!
However, this kind of thing, like the acid-free paper mentioned earlier, is easy to learn but difficult to master.

Faced with the absolute power of the future generation led by Xia Yiyi, a mere formula was nothing to worry about.

In particular, all the authorities in Beijing needed was the formula for the color-changing ink used on old US dollar bills.

He can handle everything himself, and it's something he can do easily and conveniently.

As Ximen Lang continued talking, he pulled out several bottles of various fluorescent nail polishes. And even then, he didn't stop, continuing to frighten people by pulling out all sorts of gaudy and colorful car paints.

"That's enough, that's enough, you don't need to take any more out. You don't need to worry about this, just leave it to me."

"Sister Ling only needs to handle the gravure printing machine. As for the rest, whether it's the special acid-free paper or the exclusive color-changing ink, I'll take care of it all."

"In fact, if Sister Ling finds gravure printing machines difficult, I can also help her with that. Whether it's the necessary machines or the urgently needed technology, I'll provide the whole set."

"And as a price... well, you could call it a price, right? After all, we're best friends. So, when you make money later, give me a bigger cut. Not much, just two-thirds! What do you say?"

What the hell?
Two percent?

30/70 split?

"Wouldn't I be begging on my knees then? If that's the case, then forget it. I think we should just be ordinary friends instead of best friends. That's more practical."

As they talked, the two started arguing again about how to divide the spoils.

Ignoring the embarrassment of not being able to help at all or accomplish even the smallest task, they quickly grabbed each of them by the shoulders and pulled them apart.

While patiently persuading the two
"Stop arguing, please stop arguing."

He said irritably.

"What's there to argue about? It's just a small matter, isn't it? It's just a little bit of floating wealth. Even if the deal goes through, it's only a few hundred million dollars in total. Any more than that and the Americans will find out, and naturally, the deal will be over. It's just a few hundred million, do you really think it's worth it?"

"Come on, Yi Yi, didn't you feel like you were losing out? I'll give you my supplementary gold card, you can spend it however you want, buy whatever you want, go all out, as long as you like! And Ling'er too, you two can spend as much as you want! Isn't that enough? Is that alright?"

I heard that even if this matter is accomplished, the only profit will be a few hundred million.

Whether it was Bai Ling or Xia Yiyi, the two of them immediately quieted down.

The reasoning is quite simple.

That is, even if these hundreds of millions are indeed very valuable in the world of Beijing, even more than the US dollar reserves of the Beijing treasury, they are still just so-so to the two of them now.

It's not even as much as the pocket money Ximen Lang has.
What the hell are you arguing about!
That's not even enough to make you lose face!
As for the ruble, which is not much worse than the dollar in terms of value or other aspects (before the Soviet Union implemented ruble reforms, the exchange rate between the ruble and the dollar was about 5:1, and in 55 it was about 9.3:1. It only became stronger after the reforms in 61.)
"Although it will do a lot of shady things in the future, and has already gone astray, starting to trip us up in all sorts of ways, we can't be unjust just because it's ruthless! At least before we completely break ties, we can't use such despicable methods against it! We still need to have basic principles; after all, don't fire the first shot. But we shouldn't give it the chance for a second shot." "So, let's focus on the US dollars and pounds first. Let's quietly make a small fortune first. Once we've earned enough, and our factories have completed their initial capital accumulation and become established, then we can use the factories they helped us set up to make a hefty profit off them again. We absolutely cannot be polite to them!"

These words immediately garnered the approval of everyone, including Xia Yiyi and Bai Ling.

Now that the matter has been settled, all disagreements have been resolved.

"Then you all get to work on it quickly. Let's stick to what we agreed before: Bai Ling, take care of the gravure printing machine. Yi Yi, you'll have to work a little harder and do the rest of the work, including mine. Let's all work together and make a big splash!"

But before that
"There's something I need to make clear to you, Ling'er. After much deliberation and painful consideration, I still feel that it's best for me not to get too involved in the rest of the journey."

After saying that, Bai Ling immediately became anxious.

Before Bai Ling could finish speaking, Ximen Lang quickly stopped her.

"I know what you want to say, and I know that what I did was really wrong. I already promised you, and this is really not fair."

"But I can assure you, I did this not because I found the journey too long or the travel too tiring!"

"Okay, that's partly true. But the main reason is that I have things to do! And very, very important things to do!"

"As for the specifics, don't ask. I can't tell you anyway. I'll keep it a secret for now. Once things are clearer and there are results, I'll tell you all about it. I guarantee it will be a big surprise for you. Anyway, it's not a bad thing."

This was something Bai Ling never expected.

Not to mention Bai Ling, even Xia Yiyi was very puzzled, not understanding what important matters Ximen Lang, this hands-off manager, could possibly have waiting for him to handle.

But Ximen Lang remained adamant, refusing to answer no matter how much the two pressed him for answers.

Forget about what I'm doing, I won't even tell them where I'm going.

With no other option but to accept the outcome after pressing for answers, Bai Ling and Xia Yiyi had no choice but to accept the result.

While hoping that Ximen Lang could bring them more surprises, they also worried about what they would do after Ximen Lang was gone.

As for Bai Ling and Xia Yiyi's concerns, Ximen Lang didn't know what others thought, but he felt...
"There's nothing to worry about at all. If something really happens, just discuss it together. If all else fails, just call out the people behind you. If everyone brainstorms, there will definitely be more solutions than problems."

"Besides, even though I'm not with the convoy, my communication devices are still working. If you encounter any difficulties, just call me directly. Trust me, and trust yourselves, everything will be fine."

This is tantamount to directly confronting the two of them.

Since Ximen Lang has already said all this, what else can Bai Ling and Xia Yiyi say?

Of course, all they could do was nod in agreement. (End of Chapter)