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.

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

are you from, dude? How should I address you?" "Wallace Lester from Taya City in

at once, "It's an honor to meet you! When can we settle this deal?" "One moment. I just need to call my family." Wilbur nodded profusely, and Wallace took out his phone at once. He turned away, smiling to himself as he

and it had been two months since he had gone home. Now he was going to

it was just his luck now that he had run into an idiot who was willing to spend big money on something so

store the Goldmoon they had dug up, so they had just left it at the mining site. There were 70 to

be making big money selling it off like this, and his father

his father's number,

than thirty seconds for Wallace's smile to