Living With My Lady Boss

"Hey, watch your tone," the shop owner said, obviously displeased.

The man chuckled. "Dude, if you're going to pay that much for a Goldmoon, I've got plenty of them at home." Wilbur stopped short. It sounded too good to be true.

"Do you really have Goldmoon, sir?" Wilbur was still suspicious. After all, the antique industry was filled with scammers.

The man chuckled, looking at Wilbur in disdain. "My family's in the mining industry. We dug up no less than fifty tons of this stuff half a year ago. They're still at the mine." No less than fifty tons? Wilbur was overjoyed. Thirty tons of Goldmoon was more than enough to make a formation. Heck, it was even enough to make a weapon.

He handed the man a cigarette, smiling at him. "I'll take all of it! You can chargejust based on this stone, how's that?" "Uhm, sure. We haven't got any use for it anyway," the man said haughtily.

Wilbur calculated the amount in his head. The Goldmoon he had right now was about thirty pounds, and he was paying twenty thousand dollars for it." One ton would cost about 600 thousand, and 50 tons would cost him 30 million dollars. That was quite a steep price.

this might not be of use to regular people, but such a large amount of it was considered treasure to a cultivator. Thirty million was a price that was totally

How should I address you?" "Wallace Lester

meet you! When can we settle this deal?" "One moment. I just need to call my

months since he had gone home. Now he was going to have one heck of a surprise

father had always reprimanded him for not having a good head on his shoulders. Well, it was just his luck now that he had

dug up, so they had just left it at the mining site. There were

off like this, and his father

dialed his father's

connected, and it took less than thirty