I am on the Ark, a succubus, pure and innocent.

Would Wei Yanwu say that?

No wonder!

Wei Yanwu came to his senses, tapped his head, and said with some amusement, "Good heavens, my dear nephew, you really dare to make empty promises."

“But this pie is too big for me to eat! Admittedly, your so-called right to allocate orders is very tempting, enough to free me from the control of that old man Adams.”

"But your so-called alliance method is to make me pay upfront to take over your goods, and then you're guaranteed a profit regardless of the outcome, while I'm gambling on the assumption that you'll share the profits with me?"

"What if you take the money and run away? Wouldn't I be the one who got ripped off?"

"can you?"

Bai Yue countered, "Even if I run away, Uncle, what you're taking over isn't some worthless asset, but a hot commodity that will sell as long as it's available. At most, the price might drop because too many are sold at the same time, but that's not a problem for you, Uncle."

"As the governor of Lungmen, a commercial city, your channels are far more extensive than I can imagine. You can buy and sell these things in batches and in different countries."

"At that time, you will not only not lose money, but you will also be able to make a small profit."

"Even if you don't sell them, these items are still worth collecting; they will appreciate in value over time."

Wei Yanwu took out his pipe, and was about to fill it with tobacco and take a small puff when he saw his wife Wen Yue staring at him 'kindly', so he had no choice but to put it down reluctantly.

After listening to Bai Yue's words, he somewhat agreed with them, but his years of negotiation experience made him instinctively want to lower the price, so he hesitated:

“Nephew, you can’t say that. You’ve just dumped this goods on me and made a clean profit. I’ll have to take all sorts of risks to buy and sell these things in other countries. If I run into a robber or a natural disaster, I’ll lose everything.”

"How about this? Your uncle can't come up with that much money right now. I'll give you some working capital. You can sell the stuff for me first, and you can take the lion's share of the profits. I'll just earn a little money from my hard work, okay?"

Oh my!

Bai Yue almost lost her temper. "Old Deng, who the hell believes you don't have money? You're just trying to get something for nothing! Fine, fine, I want your interest, you want my principal, right?"

It's so tingly, little brother, we're of one mind, you're trying to outsmart me, aren't you!

Damn it, if it weren't for the fact that it's so hard to sell stolen goods in Ursus, I would have sent Chernobog back right now!

But before Bai Yue could even get into the argument, Madam Wen Yue, who had been chatting with Lin Yuxia about everyday things, spoke up, saying calmly to her husband:

"Yanwu, Xiaoyue isn't really short of your money, and she's doing legitimate work. Why don't you support the child? Aren't you worried about losing this or that? Do you think what you get can grow legs and run away with the 'treasures' in this garden?"

"Ah this..."

Wei Yanwu was sweating profusely; he knew all too well what these long-legged 'treasures' were.

Seeing the little rascal beside him gradually realizing his wicked smile, he quickly smiled obsequiously at Wen Yue before he could 'slip up' his tongue, saying, "What Madam says is true, what she says is true... Supporting my nephew's career is indeed what I, as his uncle, should do."

Then he looked at Bai Yue with a 'kind and friendly' expression, but the expression looked forced. He forced a smile and said, "Nephew, this is just my uncle's occupational habit, having been governor for so long, that I consider the risks a lot. Don't take it to heart."

"Let's skip the empty talk and get down to business."

"I'll take over the goods, and I can pay the money, but the price can't be based on the current market price. How about I give you 70% of the estimated value?"

Seventy percent?

Wow, is this some kind of conscience?!

“Okay, I can totally accept it!” Bai Yue immediately agreed, afraid that he would change his mind.

Of course you'd accept that!

Wei Yanwu rolled his eyes inwardly. If you were to sell them yourself, with so many goods entering the market, you could completely crash the prices of items related to Longmen. At that point, you'd be lucky to even make 30%, let alone 70%.

However, as the dignified Governor of Lungmen, he wouldn't actually do charity work just because of his wife's threats. He cleared his throat, glanced at Wen Yue's face, and after confirming she was alright, said:

"But as your aunt said, my dear nephew, this money is to support you in doing something worthwhile, you understand what I mean?"

"of course."

Bai Yue nodded, first giving Wen Yue an affectionate smile, and then said to Lao Wei, the tool:

"Once this money arrives, I will first launch a comprehensive recovery plan for the core city. At that time, I will give priority to Longmen for all the needs required for reconstruction."

"I will provide you with the specific details in the form of an order, as long as you guarantee the quality and quantity of the project. You can choose who to give these large orders to; I only care about the results."

Seeing that he thanked his wife instead of him, Wei Yanwu was instinctively annoyed, but he immediately calmed down after seeing Wen Yue's smiling face.

Never mind, as long as my wife is happy.

Besides, even though this kid used his own money to do his own thing, he won't lose money once he gradually sells off these goods.

Not only that, Longmen also received a super order package, which they can distribute at will. They'll have to use all their cunning to get to these capitalists!

They act all high and mighty, as if Lungmen is still their own city. You damn capitalists, it's time for you to taste the iron fist of the Governor of Lungmen!

Oh dear, just thinking about that sick old man Adams looking uncomfortable makes me feel good.

He smiled and nodded, "That's excellent."

Chapter 171 Wealth Piled Up on the Ground

7:20 p.m.

Parking lot inside Jinglu.

After Bai Yue finished eating the simple meal prepared by Madam Wen Yue herself, she kept him entertained for a while, and then Wei Yanwu, in a fit of anger, dragged him here under the pretext of inspecting work.

And then they smoothly tossed him into the passenger seat.

As his hand felt lighter, Wei Yanwu's mind also felt lighter. Looking at Bai Yue, who was staring at him in the passenger seat, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his collar.

No, come again!

Bai Yue struggled and said, "Hey, hey, Uncle Wei, what are you doing again!"

Wei Yanwu skillfully grabbed his collar and tossed him into the back seat before saying quietly, "The passenger seat is reserved for your Aunt Wenyue. You'll have to make do with the back seat."

"Oh~"

Bai Yue suddenly realized, then covered her mouth and said with a mischievous smile, "Uncle Wei is really devoted! I just wonder if your long-legged beauties will get jealous of your devotion!"

"Shh!"

Wei Yanwu quickly turned around, and only relaxed after confirming that there was no one else in the parking lot besides himself and this little rascal. He turned back and said with a dark face:

"Hey, my dear nephew, don't go too far. If this gets out of your mouth, don't expect me to be your sucker anymore. You can sell your treasures yourself!"

Bai Yue was no longer the eager person she had been when she was making empty promises; she simply curled her lip and said:

"Tch, fine, I won't take it. I can just postpone the plan. If you're not worried that this opportunity will be fleeting, then I'm not in a hurry either. I still have a long life ahead of me."

"Whether Chernobog takes ten years or a hundred years to rebuild, it makes no difference to me. The whole city is mine anyway, and I can have whatever I want no matter how bad the conditions are. It's just a matter of the citizens suffering."

Snapped!

Wei Yanwu slapped his face and said speechlessly, "Nephew, you really look like an Ursus nobleman now."

"What words!"

Bai Yue, hands on her hips, said confidently, "What do you mean I look like an Ursus nobleman? Is it possible that I am an Ursus nobleman right now?"

"The soil and water of Ursus are truly excellent for raising livestock... and for many other things as well."

Wei Yanwu swallowed the teasing that was on the tip of his tongue. He thought to himself, "Never mind, no matter how good our relationship is, I can't speak without thinking. What if this kid repeats this sentence in public one day and then identifies me as the one who said it? That would be a diplomatic crisis between the two countries of Yan and Wu."

He reached out and closed the rear door, then walked to the driver's seat and sat down with practiced ease.

The car set off.

......

Port No. 7.

Ever since Wei Yanwu returned to Longmen after witnessing Bai Yue's investiture ceremony, he has been clearing this place out. The site was just emptied a few days ago and has been deserted for several days.

But today, it's bustling with activity.

The once deserted port is now brightly lit and bustling with people. Huge gantry cranes emit their distinctive mechanical sounds, and below are Rhodes Island landships with decks piled high with cargo.

A lot of goods have already been piled up at the port.

Professionals were unpacking the items, and dozens of appraisers in special suits were working tirelessly to assess their value before carefully placing them into exquisite packages of various sizes.

The items they appraised ranged from ancient sculptures and dazzling gemstones to intricately crafted handicrafts...

Dozens of times more Lungmen police officers stood not far from them, each fully armed, hands on blades, crossbows loaded, ready to guard their surroundings.

"Wow, quite a lot of stuff. But the quality... tsk tsk tsk, nothing new. Looks like the real good stuff is all going to Bai Yue's brother's house."

Swire observed the appraisers' work, occasionally picking up items that interested her to examine them with her own professional eye before happily putting them down.

Hmph, it's good to keep the baby at home. That way, I can look at it often. If it were really sold, then I would really miss it.

She wasn't wearing her police uniform today, but rather a very elegant beige dress with a matching silk scarf tied around her neck. She held a decorative folding fan in her hand, and the hem of her skirt swayed with her steps. Her hard-soled leather shoes clicked on the concrete floor.

As she picked up another beautiful gemstone to admire, a middle-aged male executive approached her and reported:

"Young Miss, another 34 experts skilled in appraising Ursus artifacts have signed confidentiality agreements and can begin work tomorrow. In addition, some friendly companies have sent letters, and they also want to send people to participate in this rare event."

"Come on then."

Swire said indifferently, "As long as they are willing to sign a confidentiality agreement and accept the rules here, Port 7 will be temporarily opened to them; otherwise, there's no point in discussing it."

The middle-aged male executive hesitated, "Yes, Miss. That's fine, but what about your cousins..."

"Qi."

Swire suddenly became displeased, clapped his hands with his folding fan, pondered for a few seconds, and then said, "Let them go and consult the master..."

Just then, her phone vibrated twice, interrupting her. She didn't continue speaking, but instead opened her phone to look at the message sent by "Good Brother".

Dear brother: Beatrice, are you still at Port 7?

She quickly typed a reply.

Shi Bu Shi: Hmm, I'm here. I have something to do. Do you have something to do? If not, I'll talk to you later.

ding dong~

Bai Yue replied instantly.

Dear brother: Hmm, I have something to say. Uncle Wei just drove me around the city for a while, and we're on our way to Port 7 now. Have you had dinner yet? I bought you some snacks, coffee, and brown sugar milk. Is there anything else you'd like to eat?

Swire paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly and typed a reply.

Shi Bu Shi: No need, I've already had my work lunch and I don't feel like eating much. Come over later and we can eat together.

Dear little brother: Okay, I'll be there soon (o=^oェo)o

......

Swire looked up, her expression instantly hardening. She stared at the man who had been waiting for a while and said coldly:

"No need, let them come if they want, no one will stop them. I'll call someone over right away. You can finish handing over your work to him and then leave. Go wherever you want, just don't let me see you again."

"Remember the confidentiality agreement, or you'd better be prepared... Hmph, you know that yourself."

"..."

The middle-aged executive was sweating profusely, not daring to utter a word of rebuttal. He bowed and said, "Yes, Miss." Then he turned and left blankly.

She glanced at his retreating figure, snorted coldly, flipped through her phone book, dialed a number she had marked, and calmly said, "Hello, it's me, Swire."

"Port 7, confidentiality agreement, closed for about three weeks, meals and accommodation included, overtime pay is plentiful, main job is to contact some staff and handle reception, are you in or not?"

"..."

"Hey, Xuezhi, speak up! Did you faint from hunger again?"

"Oh, so you were too excited. Okay, then come quickly, I'll reimburse your taxi fare."

Chapter 172 Who is in the luxury car?

An ordinary-looking luxury car drove into the port.

Having received prior notice, the Royal Guard officers immediately straightened up, the sound of their boots clattering together crisp and clear. The crossbowmen positioned on the high ground lowered their crossbows, their eyes scanning the area around the luxury car for any possible hiding place, as if they were hawks.

A somber atmosphere permeated the entire port.

Aside from the continued sound of the gantry crane, even the appraisers' fingers stiffened in the face of this sudden change, and it took them several seconds to recover.

But instead of immediately resuming their work, they looked curiously at the spot where the officers were looking.

It was just a lone car.