?Chapter 539:
Bu’s sarcasm grew sharper, and his mood darker as he attempted to intimidate Silver Fox. Yet, she remained calm and responded with unexpected sincerity. Nodding, she replied with earnest rity:
“Mr. Hoffman, you’re exactly right. I asked for this price because I know you possess great wealth. Without targeting someone of your status, where else could I possibly demand such a sum?”
The real terror wasn’t a person’s shamelessness. It was their brazen confidence andck of guilt while being shameless. Bu, witnessing Silver Fox’s unabashed attitude, felt like he was futilely punching at air, utterly powerless.
With a nonchnt nce, Silver Fox added, “Mr. Hoffman, if you find the deal unreasonable, feel free not to proceed.”
Bu gave her a piercing look and retorted, “You’re asking 80 million for a perfume worth 300 dors. Do you really expect me to see that as reasonable? Miss Elin, isn’t that a bit too audacious?”
As Silver Fox watched the man’s anger build, his face twisting with frustration, she couldn’t help but smile, her eyes curving into crescents.
She addressed him calmly, “Mr. Hoffman, consider this: to many, this half-bottle of perfume is worth 150 dors. To those indifferent to perfume, it might as well be worthless. But for you, it’s a lifeline.”
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She leaned forward slightly, her voice firm yet gentle. “A lifeline, Mr. Hoffman, doesn’t have a price tag. It’s invaluable.”
Pausing for emphasis, she went on, “Imagine someone on the brink of starvation, unable to find food anywhere. If they had arge diamond, and someone offered them half a piece of bread for it, would they trade? Absolutely. If they wouldn’t trade, they’d be a fool. While a diamond is valuable, it cannot fend off hunger. In that moment, that humble half piece of bread is worth far more than any diamond.”
Silver Fox smiled sweetly at Bu, seeking confirmation. “Isn’t that true, Mr. Hoffman?”
Bu was speechless. His initial anger had faded, reced by a dawning realization of the logic in her words. It was undeniable that, here and now, the half-bottle of Wild Bluebell perfume she held was of immeasurable value to him.
After a moment of silence, he retrieved a pen and his checkbook, swiftly signed a check for 80 million dors, and extended it toward her. At that moment, he had no desire to speak. He simply wished for the transaction to conclude swiftly.
He hade to realize that this woman possessed a knack for argumentation that he couldn’t match. Continuing the conversation would only serve to embarrass himself further.
In her eyes, he was clearly a fool. If he refused to hand over the 80 million, she would brand him a fool and a miser, a man unwilling to spend even in a life-saving situation. Conversely, if he did pay the 80 million, she would ridicule him for overpaying for something worth only 300.
Had he foreseen such a humiliating defeat, he would haveplied and paid the 80 million initially requested, thus avoiding her bitingments.
When Bu presented the check, Silver Fox leaned in to inspect it closely, ensuring it was indeed for 80 million. Her eyes glittered with excitement, and her pulse quickened at the easy gain.
In a gesture of respect for the money, she brushed imaginary dust off her hands before epting the check.
After verifying once more that the check was legitimate, she tucked it into her small purse. However, she hesitated to hand over the perfume right away.
Clearing her throat, she addressed Bu, “Mr. Hoffman, before we finalize our deal at this table, I’d like to share a few thoughts.”
Bu frowned, dreading her words yet unable to silence her. Silver Fox spoke candidly, “One cannot be too greedy, Mr. Hoffman.
Karma exists, and those who indulge in excess and wrongdoing will ultimately face their downfall. It’s wise to leave some room for others, so future meetings can be cordial.”
She offered a smile and continued, “I truly suggest you be a kind wealthy person. The consequences of ruthless behavior can catch up with you unexpectedly. Wouldn’t you agree?”
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