While Jimmy's condition stabilized further, Charlie and Vera had already driven to Pu’er in Yorkshire Hill.This city, named after tea, had a history of over a thousand years. It was not only a stop on the ancient Mass Tea Street, but also an important tea-producing area for Pu'er tea today.When Vera left Diggero many years ago, she brought her parents' ashes with her and finally buried them in Pu’er. It had been over three hundred years since she had last visited this place, and Vera had completely forgotten what the city used to look like.According to Vera, when she left Diggero, she only brought her parents' urns with her. When she buried them in Pu’er, she secretly chose a Feng Shui geomantic treasure land to bury the two urns and did not provide coffins for her parents nor did she build a tomb or tombstone.Finding two urns buried over three hundred years ago here was basically like finding a needle in a haystack. Fortunately, Vera remembered that she had buried her parents
She continued, “I just don't know if that Pu'er tea tree is still there. If the tree is gone, it might be a bit difficult to find the location.”Charlie said, “It's okay, I'll accompany you to search for it until we find it.”Vera nodded gratefully and said to Charlie, “If that Pu'er tea tree is still alive, it should be over a thousand years old. It's definitely the largest and most lush tea tree here.”She couldn't help but sigh and say, “However, it still falls short compared to the mother Pu'er tea tree with a lifespan of ten thousand years by Heavenly Lake.”Charlie chuckled, “There’s a huge difference between a thousand years and ten thousand years.”As they got closer, the details of Mount Twint became clearer.Vera pointed excitedly at a particularly lush tea tree near the mountaintop and said to Charlie, “If I'm not mistaken, my parents' ashes are buried under that tree!”Charlie looked up and saw a huge tree standing prominently on the side ridge near the mountaintop.
Looking at it this way, it was not easy to enter openly, and sneaking in wouldn’t be easy either. After all, there were security guards everywhere and surveillance cameras with no blind spots. Even if he snuck in, he might get caught. He could not just force his way up, right?The security guard, upon seeing that Charlie didn't seem like a malicious person who had ulterior motives, spoke up, “Young man, let me tell you, this place is just a tea plantation, and we also have basic tea processing here. The real leaders don't work here. If you really want to talk about a collaboration, go to the downtown area of Pu'er. There's a building called Violet Tower there, which is our headquarters. You need to make an appointment there first. If they arrange for you to visit this area, they'll notify us naturally.”Vera, feeling a bit down, gently tugged at Charlie's sleeve and said, “Why don't we go to Pu'er to talk to their group first?”Charlie also knew that it wouldn't be easy to get in
Violet Group was a well-known company in Yorkshire Hill, but because they were mainly involved in the tea industry, they weren't widely known outside the tea industry. Sophie had never even heard of Violet Group's name before. However, her style of doing things has always been efficient and direct, so she grabbed a pen and paper from her desk on the other end of the line and said, “Alright, Mr. Wade. How can I help you on my end?”Charlie said, “I hope you can negotiate with their boss on behalf of the Schulz Group. If they're curious about why a prestigious young lady like you from the Schulz family is interested in a tea company like theirs, just tell them that your grandfather in Madagascar loves their tea, so you plan to buy the company. In short, maintain a wealthy and capricious tone.”Sophie agreed without hesitation and said, “Okay, Mr. Wade. Please give me ten minutes. I'll grasp a rough understanding of the basic situation of this company first, and I'll then communicate
“Without going public, Gideon could only hold onto this business and its annual profit of tens of millions of dollars. What he actually gets in hand is just about tens of millions. His dream of going public and cashing in several hundred million seems hopeless.”Charlie was surprised by how quickly Sophie could summarize so much useful information in just 10 minutes. He greatly appreciated her business acumen, judgment, and skills.He asked Sophie, “Miss Schulz, from your perspective, how much should we offer to successfully acquire this company?”Sophie replied, “Mr. Wade, based on the information I've gathered so far, Gideon, their boss, publicly holds 57.6% of the shares, but when factoring in other equity structures and option holdings, the overall ownership should be around 78.5%, making him the unquestionable major shareholder. To successfully acquire Violet Group, as long as we can get Gideon's approval, it will be considered a success.”“Judging from Gideon's current income
At this moment, in Violet Tower in downtown Pu’er.The sixty-two-year-old Gideon had just finished hosting a distributor conference. As he still had to host a dinner for the distributors at the hotel in the evening, he could only take a brief rest in his office for now even though he was exhausted, then gather the strength to head to the banquet venue when the time came.Gideon felt somewhat depressed today. Over the recent years, distributors had become increasingly dominant in front of the group. In the past, it was the group that exerted pressure on the distributors, assessing their performance, forcing them to increase their inventory continuously and often withholding their year-end rebates for various reasons to make them work harder and be more obedient.But in recent years, with the rise of e-commerce, most traditional brands had lost this absolute advantage in front of distributors, especially in industries such as alcohol and tea, which were opaque fast-moving consumer goo
He believed that the prerequisite to making money was to first do a good job with the tea leaves so that the money earned could be justified. It was precisely because of this passion and reverence that he had never been able to find a real opportunity to get rich overnight.Those swindlers, on the other hand, were different. If they sold a batch of tea leaves for fifty dollars and possibly sold tens of thousands of batches of tea leaves in a day, they would easily make millions in profit overnight.Sometimes when Gideon saw these people making so much money, he would also lose confidence in the tea industry. He felt that most industries would form a situation where bad money drives out good. If he did want to become bad money himself, he would only be pushed out by it. Rather than letting that happen, it would be better for him to cash out as soon as possible.However, cashing out was not as simple as imagined. Take a bakery for example. The boss worked hard for a year, and although
Gideon, feeling frustrated, cursed, “In you young people's words, this year's Pu'er tea market is damn chaotic!”Gideon paused for a moment before he continued, “Damn it! Not only are the major traditional tea companies desperately lowering prices to undercut the market, but those emerging brands are also using marketing and pricing tactics to continuously attack the market space of our traditional tea companies. You say your tea is good, they say that the price of the same tea next door is half our price. You ask them to taste both teas, they say there's no difference in the taste. How can we deal with them?!”Wind was also extremely frustrated as he said, “More and more people are drinking tea now, but there aren't many who truly understand tea. They're all just following trends. They won’t be able to tell the difference between tea that costs a hundred dollars per kilogram or ten thousand dollars per kilogram.”Gideon nodded in agreement and sighed as he said, “What's worse is th
With those words, Jacob didn't wait any further as he turned and left Antique Street, intent on seeking legal counsel.Raymond watched him leave before returning to Treasure Measure.He wasn't going to leave, but he had said so because he didn't want to waste much time with Jacob.Still, to avoid any trouble, he turned the sign outside to 'closed' before locking the door from the inside.That was when a man suddenly arrived, asking through the glass door, "Can I still take a look inside, sir?"Raymond was ready to refuse without even turning around when he realized that it was Charlie.He turned around and saw him standing outside just as expected.Smiling, he hurried over to open the door for him. "It's been a while, Mr. Wade!"Charlie was aware that Raymond was sticking to his identity of 'Raymond Cole' who had not been in touch since Raymond had been fired from Vintage Deluxe.Charlie chuckled in turn. "It has indeed. And you're a business owner yourself now, too.""It's j
Jacob zipped toward Raymond, his attitude immediately subservient, "I'm sure you've seen what Zachary Evans posted on his Twitter page, and to be honest, it's so terrible that my position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association has been affected too. I mean, you've made a lot of money, right?"Hell, even if you donated ten million, you'd still have another ten million and 970 thousand in net profits. So, all I'd like to ask is for you to post something to disclaim Zachary's post.Jacob's words left Raymond in thought.For Jacob, just being suspected of fraud would definitely be terrible. In fact, his position in the Calligraphy and Painting Association would definitely be threatened—if not dismissed altogether—if he wasn't cleared of suspicion.Since Jacob was Charlie Wade's father-in-law, Raymond had reason not to drive Jacob over the brink.But that also begged another question—it must be under Charlie's intention for Zachary to post his confession, and that meant Charlie in
Raymond couldn't help chuckling just as Jacob finished—he had honestly never heard of anyone who demanded a refund after donating to charity, but he was certainly seeing one now.Still, the receptionist was clearly experienced and slowly explained, "Sir, it's a legal clause of the country that all donations for philanthropy purposes can not be refunded under most circumstances—""It truly was a mistake," Jacob quickly said, cutting the receptionist off. "I was going to donate thirty thousand but pressed an extra zero by mistake. Please discuss this with your management—you just have to refund 27 thousand, see?""Sorry, sir," the receptionist apologized. "But it's a strict rule that we ourselves do not get to access the funds that have been donated into our accounts. Every donation will be screened extensively, and if you consider that there was a major oversight on your part, you may seek legal counsel to appeal for a refund. If the courts back your appeal, our organization will the
Nonetheless, Jacob darted into Treasure Measure and plucked off his mask, asking nervously, "Excuse me, Mr. Cole? It's me… Jacob Wilson…"Raymond looked up, pausing for a moment before acting as if he was actually curious, "Mr. Wilson! What brings you here? Don't tell me—you want that bronze sculpture back too?""No, no, no…" Jacob quickly shook his head. "I would never… I returned all the way from Dubai to apologize!""Apologize?" Raymond smiled faintly, and he did not play dumb this time as he asked bluntly, "Did you come back because of Zachary Evan's post?"Knowing he couldn't deny it any longer, Jacob nodded, "Yeah…"Raymond nodded and said calmly, "That's unnecessary. I was the one who benefited in the end."Jacob wasn't quite keeping up—thinking that Raymond was just trying to be nice by telling him he didn't have to apologize, he quickly pulled out his phone.Tapping on it and bringing up his transaction records, he handed it to Raymond reverently, "Mr. Cole, I understan
The cabbie chuckled. "You're a local yet you're heading to Antique Street right away as soon as you land instead of going home? And you're still saying you're not trying to pick up a killer bargain deal?"Come on, man—it's not just you, I want that too. We cabbies work ourselves to death only for ten thousand per month at best while our friend over there made twenty million in one night. I could keep driving cabs for the rest of my life and still not make that much money."Jacob knew that the cabbie must be talking about Raymond and became even more miserable then, grumbling unhappily, "I'm going to Antique Street for business—I'm not trying to pick up some missed bargain.""No? Then you didn't hear what happened yesterday?"The cabbie was immediately curious, and without waiting for Jacob's answer, he exclaimed happily, "Look, man—it was so ridiculous not even Hollywood would put it in their script. There were these fools who were trying to sell an antique trader a replica, but th
It was nighttime in Dubai as Jacob dragged his weary body from the hotel back to the airport.As he was flying economy this time, he was left sitting at the hard bench near the boarding terminal, waiting for it to open.While he waited, his heart was torn as he tapped into the website of the Aurous Hill Charity Fund, found their donation account, and wired the entire 300 thousand he had made over to them.He had picked the Aurous Hill Charity Fund because the circles of antique collectors in Aurous Hill were all discussing how Raymond had donated half of the 20 million he had made to that same charity fund.After Raymond skyrocketed to prominence in Antique Street and became a star, it could not be denied that people admired his profound ability.However, there were also people who envied his skill in turning the tables just as there were those who were jealous he had made twenty million in a single night.Still, Raymond moved fast—soon after word spread that he had made twenty m
Elaine quickly asked, "Well, what if you can't get it done?"Jacob was apprehensive even as he sighed. "If they really pressed the issue, guess I can't even stay at the Calligraphy and Painting Association now… We will see. If things get bad, I'll just resign. I won't ask for much right now, just as long as I don't have to go to jail."Elaine nodded. "Then you should try to reason things out with Raymond Cole or ask for Charlie's help if push comes to shove. Being humiliated is still better than prison.""Okay!"-It was nighttime at Aurous Hill by the time Elaine and Jacob arrived at their hotel.Charlie and Claire had just had dinner, and Claire pulled out her phone, saying, "I just checked my flight app, and it says my parents should have landed two hours ago. They are probably at the hotel, so I'll check in on them with a video call."She had yet to open her WhatsApp when Elaine called her on a video call.Jacob was planning to check in with Claire and Charlie to put their
Hearing what Jacob had said, Elaine became anxious and pressed him as he hung up, "What's going on? You're leaving? But we just got here! My shoes have just caught Dubai dirt, so why are we leaving so soon—"However, Jacob was wiping the sweat off his brow as he mumbled quietly, "Well, at this point, I have to leave or I won't be vice president anymore."Elaine immediately fumed. "We've been married for half our lives, and this is supposed to be our honeymoon, yet we're just leaving? I've posted about this on social media too—there are plenty of people who're waiting for more posts on our trip!"And don't forget—we spent a lot on our flight tickets and our hotels! The hotel bookings can't be refunded either!"Jacob scowled dolefully. "Well, what can we do? Why don't you stay? I'll go home and get this sorted out first….""Well, how long would that take?" Elaine asked."How should I know?" Jacob sighed, uneasy and annoyed. "Don Albert is saying I have to go back and donate the 300
"But I spent 98 thousand on that bronze sculpture!" Jacob exclaimed in agitation before he knew it. "I made 300 thousand from it, and that means my profit was 200 thousand at best, but I'm supposed to return that to him as well?! That means I'd have lost my own capital too!""I can't help you if you can't bear to part with that money, Mr. Wilson," Don Albert said quietly. "In that case, you'll just have to handle it yourself.""Wait, wait, wait!" Jacob immediately became antsy and cried out right then, "Please, Don Albert! I'll return the money! I'll return it, alright?! The entirety of my profits—202 thousand, okay? At least let me keep the money I spent, okay?""By that reasoning, Mr. Wilson, when a phone scammer is told by the cops to return the money they've made from defrauding, should he be allowed to keep the money he spent on telco charges? ""Oh, I…" Jacob was left stumped and could not come up with an answer.Don Albert then pressed on, "Mr. Wilson, I've offered a prom