sbdcsierra Chapter 711 Bargaining
Chapter 711 Bargaining
“It’s a name.” Ge Dawei seemed a little embarrassed. His grandfather was really something. Of all the names he could have chosen, he had to give his uncle such an unpleasant name. It sounded awkward to even hear.
"You brat, what are you saying? He's your own uncle, after all," Old Tian immediately retorted.
“Dawei, this is where you’re wrong,” Chao Bufan said with a half-smile, “criticizing” him. “A blood uncle is a blood uncle, why call him a cousin? You’re being ‘disowning your own family and being extremely disrespectful,’ you know? Old Tian, am I right?”
"cough!"
Old Tian coughed lightly, pretending not to notice their strange expressions, and continued, "In this world, there are many cases where names don't match reality. Besides, Colonel Tian the Bare-Faced is just a nickname. Believe me, he is one of the top special forces in our country. Most importantly, he is patriotic, loves the Party, is loyal and dedicated, and always keeps to his duty. As for your reward..."
"Five times!" Everyone simultaneously held up five fingers and said in unison.
"What?" Old Tian wondered if he had misheard.
"I mean, we demand five times the price you're asking for!" Chao Bufan was afraid that the old man's hearing might not be good, so he kindly explained each word clearly.
"What did you say?" Old Tian was furious, his dentures almost falling out of his mouth. However, he was mostly angry at his nephew. It was one thing for the other to "just say it casually," but the nephew actually joined in the commotion. He really didn't respect his grandfather.
But... five times? These brats are really asking for the moon!
“Young men, don’t you think your appetites are too big? For young people in their twenties like you, it seems—” Old Tian’s smile was laced with malice as he tried to persuade them to change their minds.
Chao Bufan, however, remained calm and composed, saying, "Dear Grandpa Tian, I believe the price I've quoted is absolutely fair, just, and reasonable. I can calculate it for you right away." He gestured to Ge Dawei, and Wang Zi, carrying a pen and a sheet of white paper, cooperatively stepped forward. "Dawei, it's up to you."
“No problem!” Ge Dawei winked at Chao Bufan to show he understood, then stood in front of the table opposite the outsider and started writing in a “dragon and phoenix dance” style.
“Dear Grandpa, although I am your nephew, I am still one of the participants. Look closely, first there are the life insurance and accident insurance for all eight of us, and then there's the potential earnings we eight might receive from now until we retire at sixty-five. I'll leave mine for now, since I'm your nephew, but what about my seven friends'—”
"Stop!" Old Tian knew something was wrong when he saw his nephew shake his pen. His nephew was very good at calculating. He could write a long string of astronomical numbers with just one stroke of his pen, and it was "reasonable". What was even more terrifying was that he could add up those numbers immediately with his pen. He was a real oddball!
"Grandpa, why did you call a halt? I haven't finished calculating yet!" Ge Dawei looked innocently at his grandfather, his right hand still waving.
"Alright, stop pretending with me. I'll agree to your demands," Old Tian said helplessly.
"Really?" Wang Dakeng leaned against Chao Bufan with a calm expression and smiled at him.
"That's right!" Old Tian answered with absolute certainty. He was joking, this traitorous brat always found a way to cause trouble, completely disregarding his grandfather. If he didn't agree soon, this brat might come up with even more outrageous things! "Is everything alright now?"
Only then did Ge Dawei put down his pen, leave the table, and give his dear grandfather a big smile.
"No! There's one more request." This time it was Zhou Weihua who spoke.
"Don't you think your demands are too much?" Old Tian was so angry he gritted his teeth, but he had to keep smiling. Luckily, he had done his homework beforehand (which was the day after they wiped out the Tiger Shark Gang), otherwise, he would have been helpless against these stubborn guys.
Zhou Weihua acted very friendly, chuckling as he said, "Dear Grandpa Tian, please don't be like that! We really only have this one small request!"
Old Tian was curious to hear what other outrageous requests these arrogant youngsters might make, so he asked, "What small request?"
Zhou Weihua exchanged friendly glances with his friends before slowly saying, "It's nothing really! It's just that we want to split the twelve zodiac animal oil paintings that you asked us to bring out."
"No way!" Old Tian immediately flew into a rage. He was joking; those twelve zodiac animal oil paintings were heavyweight masterpieces, any one of which would fetch a higher market price than the payment these young men were demanding!
"Dear Grandpa Tian, is it really not possible?" Chao Bufan asked with a mischievous smile.
"I can agree to anything else, but not this one." Old Tian immediately stated his determination, refusing to agree even if it meant death.
"Fine then! Let's pretend we didn't ask," Chao Bufan reminded him with a wicked grin.
"What do you mean? Do you mean you want to embezzle it?" Old Tian immediately understood.
"No, no, no!" Chao Bufan shook one finger. "Dear Grandpa Tian, please don't put it so harshly. What do you mean by embezzling? We don't have that kind of guts. Even if you gave us a hundred or a thousand times the guts, we wouldn't dare! But... we're just being kind by keeping it safe for you, dear Grandpa Tian, for good. What do you say?"
Damn! This kid is obviously lying through his teeth!
"Bullshit!" Old Tian roared. "You're taking advantage of our misfortune; that's dishonest."
"Grandpa Tian, oh no, Grandpa, please don't get so angry! Be careful not to hurt your health!" Wang Zi stepped forward and said something shocking: "What do you need so many paintings for? They can't be eaten or drunk. But we're different. Maybe we can take them to the black market and get a good price for them!"
Old Tian was truly defeated this time. He never imagined that he, a prominent figure in politics, business, and the underworld, would be brought down by these five young punks. Faced with the situation, he had no choice but to compromise. "Alright! I'll give you six times the reward, is that acceptable?"
"No, it should be eight times," Wang Dakeng kindly reminded him.
"Why eight times?" Old Tian was so angry he wanted to kill him; this was clearly pushing his luck.
"Since we currently have eight people, that's eight times the number, wait..."