Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

He quickly pulled out a dark hoodie and put on a mask, completely covering his features. He checked in the mirror to make sure no one could recognize him.

Although it was broad daylight, this time period was just after the rush hour and there were few people on the roadside.

Zhang Luan pretended to be taking a stroll and walked slowly to the side of the Rolls-Royce.

The driver of the Rolls-Royce was sitting at a roadside stall with his girlfriend, enjoying a leisurely afternoon.

"Hey, look at that guy, he's heading towards your car!" The girl pointed warily at the sneaky figure wearing a mask and a hood.

"Tsk, another ignorant bumpkin." The driver curled his lips in disdain. "He probably wants to take pictures and post them on WeChat Moments to show off!" Although this Rolls-Royce is not his, as a driver, he often goes to high-end places and comes into contact with rich and famous people, which makes him feel that he is also a big shot.

However, Zhang Luan did not take out his mobile phone to take a picture. Instead, he slowly bent down and reached under the car door with his hands.

"Fuck, what is this idiot doing? If he scratches the car, can you afford to pay for it?!" The driver stood up suddenly and strode away with a gloomy face.

"Hey, you fucking..." Before he could finish his words, his voice suddenly stopped and his whole body froze in place as if he had been cast under a spell.

Zhang Luan gently exerted force with both hands, and the luxury car weighing over two tons was lifted up like a toy. As if his hands were too easy, he simply used one hand, supporting the car body with his left hand, and playfully tossed it upward.

The black Rolls-Royce drew a graceful arc in the sunlight, briefly escaped from Zhang Luan's control, and then fell steadily back into his hands. If the Rolls-Royce was not made of solid materials and the body was not strong enough, it would be

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An ordinary car would have been deformed long ago.

Zhang Luan nodded with satisfaction, carefully put the car back in its place, and brushed off the nonexistent dust on his hands. When he turned around, he saw the driver still walking, staring at him in amazement.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhang Luan asked doubtfully.

"Hello, Mr. Liu? Okay, okay, I'll be right there!" The driver, trembling all over, pulled his phone from his bag and pretended to answer it, even though the screen only displayed wallpaper. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his voice trembled. "Yes, yes, I'll pick you up right away!"

"It turns out he's a mental patient!"

Zhang Luan curled his lips, turned around, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for the commercial street.

When the driver knew the taxi had gone far away, he covered his chest with his hands, as if he had been pardoned.

Fortunately, I spoke slowly. If I had scolded such a guy, I would probably have been beaten to death with one punch.

Zhang Luan walked into the commercial street, the sunlight shining on him, casting a slender figure.

He walked to the familiar gold recycling shop with ease, pushed the door open, and the doorbell rang crisply.

The shop is dimly lit, and the air is filled with the faint smell of tobacco. The owner is lazily lying in a chair, a cigarette in his mouth, staring intently at his phone screen, immersed in the world of short videos.

"Boss, are you still accepting gold?" Zhang Luan asked with a smile, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Hearing the familiar voice, the boss looked up suddenly and almost dropped his cigarette to the ground.

He quickly jumped up from his chair, a flattering smile on his face. "Oh, you're here again! Please sit down, sit down. How much are you going to sell this time?"

The boss attentively pulled over a chair and motioned for Zhang Luan to sit down.

Then, he walked quickly to the door of the store like a thief, looked around, and after confirming that there was no one around, he closed the door and hung up a "Temporarily Closed" sign.

After returning to the counter, the boss poured Zhang Luan a cup of hot tea and his smile became even brighter.

“Are there any good products this time?”

Zhang Luan took a sip of tea and said slowly, "This time the quantity is quite large. I don't know how much the boss can accept at most."

"We have worked together before, and you are clear about my strength. I will charge as much as you come!" The boss said with a smile, his eyes flashing with excitement.

After the last transaction, the price of gold soared, making him a lot of money at once. Now, seeing Zhang Luan is more like seeing his family.

Zhang Luan put down his teacup, his expression becoming serious. "I told you, it's a large quantity. A very large quantity. How much can you take?"

Chapter 78 Large quantity

The boss' smile froze as he realized that Zhang Luan was not joking.

He swallowed and said nervously, "To be honest, I only have a little over a thousand in liquid funds right now. If I want more, I'll have to work with it, but it's not a problem."

The boss rubbed his hands nervously, his heart beating faster.

He knew Zhang Luan's strength too well. If he said the quantity was large, it must be really large.

"Only over a thousand?"

Zhang Luan could hardly hide the disappointment on his face.

I originally thought that the boss could at least come up with tens of millions, so that at least the first batch of weapons could be in place, and the rest could come slowly.

But if it’s only over 10 million...it’s quite different from what Zhang Luan had imagined.

After all, Zhang Luan did not have a gun license, and even if he had one, buying so many weapons at once would definitely be a sensitive matter.

The gun shop owner will definitely make a lot of money from me.

Moreover, Zhang Luan has to support dozens of people now, and may have to support even more people in the future, and food, clothing and other expenses all cost money.

Ten million is indeed a bit tight.

"If it really doesn't work... I have another way!" Seeing Zhang Luan hesitate, the boss was anxious like an ant on a hot pan, fearing that this big business would be lost.

There are many gold recycling shops on this street. If such a high-quality customer is snatched away by others, the loss will be huge.

"What method?" Zhang Luan raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"I have a very close buddy who works for a big company now. He is responsible for purchasing bulk gold, and the amount is calculated in billions! I will contact him now, and you guys can meet to talk?" The boss seemed to have suddenly grabbed a life-saving straw, and there was a hint of excitement and anticipation in his tone.

"For such a big deal, we must meet in person to discuss it. If this matter is successful, the 300 million commission will be yours without a penny less; even if it fails, this meal will be treated by me." Zhang Luan's tone was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable dominance.

"Okay! The boss is generous! Awesome!" The boss smiled happily and immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call with a flattering smile on his face.

After a moment, he hung up the phone and said excitedly, "It's done! Come over now and take my car!"

The boss quickly locked the shop door, pulled down the rolling shutter, and then pressed the car key towards a black Audi A8L on the side of the road.

There were two beeps, and the lights flickered. After the two got in, the Audi A8L started smoothly and drove towards Juyuan Pavilion.

Juyuan Pavilion is the most luxurious hotel in the area. Its magnificent and golden architecture is like a palace.

In front of the hotel, two lifelike white marble carved Pixiu statues embody nobility and luxury.

The revolving door slowly turns, welcoming guests into the magnificent lobby.

The crystal chandelier emits a dazzling light, which is reflected on the marble floor, and the air is filled with a light scent of sandalwood, which is refreshing.

The Audi A8L stopped at the hotel entrance, and the uniformed doorman respectfully opened the door and welcomed the two people in.

The two came to the reserved box and pushed the door open.

The box is elegantly decorated with antique furniture and exquisite murals, all of which demonstrate a luxurious style.

A huge round table was placed in the center, large enough to accommodate more than twenty people dining at the same time.

However, at this moment, there were only Zhang Luan and the boss in the huge box, which seemed particularly empty.

"My name is Huang Bin, and the buddy who will be coming later is called Qi Yuan. I told him that we have been good brothers for many years, so don't let it slip later." Huang Bin leaned close to Zhang Luan's ear and whispered in a low voice with a hint of nervousness in his tone.

"Okay, got it." Zhang Luan smiled, understanding the situation. Huang Bin was a swindler. Apart from the fact that his business was genuine, he probably couldn't believe a word he said.

Maybe he and Qi Yuan had just met not long ago, and in order to facilitate the deal, he made up a story about being "friends for many years".

"I'll call a few sisters over to help liven things up and help you get things going. Don't worry, the fee is not much, only two thousand per sister!"

As Huang Bin spoke, he had already dialed the number. His tone was familiar, and it was obvious that he was a regular here.

"Just call two. I'm a germaphobe." Zhang Luan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said meaningfully.

"I understand, I understand everything! Don't worry, I'll call two new ones for you, pure and innocent, I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Huang Bin had an expression that said "I understand you" on his face, smiled and patted Zhang Luan's shoulder, then gave instructions to the person on the other end of the phone in an ambiguous tone.

After hanging up the phone, he turned to Zhang Luan and said, "They'll be here in thirty minutes. They're all arts students, they can dance and perform, and they have petite bodies, wow... I guarantee you'll have a blast! If you don't, it's my fault!"

Zhang Luan smiled noncommittally, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Not long after, the door of the box was gently pushed open, and a man in casual clothes walked in, led by a waiter.

He is of medium build, slightly overweight, with his hair combed meticulously and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His every move reveals a calm and reserved temperament, and it is obvious that he is someone within the system.

"Old Qi, come here, let me introduce you. This is Zhang Luan, my good brother for many years! This is Qi Yuan, the manager of a large state-owned enterprise!" Huang Bin greeted them warmly and introduced the two to each other.

"Hello there!"

"Hello there!"

Zhang

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Luan and Qi Yuan shook hands politely, exchanged greetings, and then took their seats.

If it were in the past, Zhang Luan would definitely be so nervous that his palms would sweat if he were discussing business with such a person in such a high-end place.

But after experiencing the trials and tribulations of another world and possessing the confidence of huge wealth, he now appears to be extremely mature and confident, and exudes a calm aura in his every move.

This confidence also made Qi Yuan look at him with admiration, and he secretly speculated about the young man's background.

"Well, this guy of mine has some gold he wants to sell. It's all legal, of course, but the quantity is huge, so I immediately thought of you. Doesn't your company have an annual quota to purchase large quantities of gold from overseas? He could be the perfect person to help you accomplish that!"

Huang Bin introduced the deal with great enthusiasm, his tone full of confidence, as if the deal was a sure win.

He glanced at Zhang Luan, a subtle hint of pride in his eyes, as if to say, "How's it going? Am I good enough?"

"To be honest, I originally had other things to do, but since you, Huang Bin, mentioned it, I'd also like to meet this friend. However, I'm afraid I can't help you with this matter." Qi Yuan's tone was calm, but he got straight to the point. "As you know, I'm only responsible for purchasing gold from abroad to increase domestic gold reserves. Domestic gold is not my responsibility; that's the business of major banks."

"However, seeing that young brother Zhang Luan has an imposing bearing, he must be no ordinary person. It is fate that we meet. Let's keep in touch in the future!" Qi Yuan raised his glass, drank it all, then stood up and left.

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Huang Bin was dumbfounded when he saw this scene. The dishes were ordered and the little sister was called, but Qi Yuan came and just said one word and left?

What is this about?

"Manager Qi, do you mean that if this gold is abroad, you can buy it?" Zhang Luan stood up calmly with a calm smile on his face.

"Of course. But..."

Qi Yuan paused, turned and looked at Zhang Luan, a hint of inquiry flashing in his eyes.

How could such an ordinary-dressed young man possess such a large amount of gold reserves abroad?

There must be something unusual about this.

However, since Zhang Luan didn't say it clearly, he didn't ask any more questions and just waited quietly for Zhang Luan's next words.

"That's no problem." Zhang Luan's smile widened. "We can discuss the specific details, such as which countries' gold Manager Qi's company primarily purchases? If we happen to come across them, we can mutually benefit."

"Which countries? What if we happen to run into them?" Qi Yuan was taken aback, sensing Zhang Luan's hidden agenda. Could it be that if he just mentioned a country, Zhang Luan would get gold from that country and sell it to him? This was too unbelievable.

You know, gold is something that every country has strict control regulations.

It is simply impossible to transport a large amount of gold, or even to any country at will.

But the confidence on Zhang Luan's face didn't seem fake, which made him a little unsure.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just asking out of curiosity, trying my luck." Zhang Luan said with a smile, his tone relaxed and casual, as if it was just a casual question.

"Let's not talk about faraway places, let's talk about nearby ones, like Myanmar, south of Dai. I work in the office there. There's been a civil war in Myanmar lately, and several of our partner gold mines have stopped production, but I still have a 3 billion yuan gold acquisition quota. I've been so worried about this that I've even turned a few hairs gray. If Boss Zhang had business there, it would be a real help to me!"

Qi Yuan, with an attitude of giving it a try, laid out his predicament. Afterwards, he pretended to be nonchalant as he picked up some food, but he kept secretly glancing at Zhang Luan out of the corner of his eyes, observing his reaction.

"Three billion?" A glimmer of excitement flashed in Zhang Luan's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

"Of course, as you know, the situation in Myanmar is quite tense. The leadership is understanding and doesn't insist on achieving the 3 billion target. We'll just do whatever we can and get an explanation."

Seeing that Zhang Luan seemed to have a solution, Qi Yuan's tone became enthusiastic, and his words revealed a bit of anticipation.

"It's quite a coincidence indeed. My boss has some gold there. We could really work together."

Zhang Luan originally wanted to say that he owned the gold, but changed his words and said that he was his boss.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Huang Bin and Qi Yuan's eyes flashed with realization.

They thought: I knew it, how could such a young guy have so much gold reserves! If such a person really existed, how could they not have heard of him after so many years in the industry?

It turns out that Zhang Luan was also helping others. Now everything makes sense.

As for who the boss behind him is and where the gold comes from, these are not issues that Qi Yuan needs to consider.

All he cared about was whether he could buy enough gold to meet his performance targets.