Chapter 83 Dama Chemical Raw Materials Factory [Please Read On]

Almost subconsciously, Chen Xuan activated spatial perception.

In the space composed of points, lines and surfaces, there were only five people in the room.

Three of them faced the two people behind the desk.

As for more specific details, he didn't know.

And the detection range of mental power through the wall was temporarily insufficient.

What can be determined is that the five people in the office only have the tendency to confront each other, and have not yet risen to the point of fighting.

Standing in front of the red painted wooden door outside the office, Bakun obviously knew something, and he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door awkwardly and hesitantly.

"Dong Dong..."

Immediately, the noise in the office disappeared.

It was as if someone pressed the mute button. If Chen Xuan was not very confident in his perception, he would even think that the noise just now was just an illusion.

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(Please come in.)

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After a while, a calm response from a middle-aged man came from the room.

Bakun Zandasong then opened the door.

The office is very large. In addition to a desk by the window, there are also old-fashioned bookcases and filing cabinets.

The remaining space was used as a reception room, with two long and one short solid wood chairs.

When Chen Xuan and Ba Kun just entered the door, they saw three yellow-haired guys wearing silver ornaments, standing in front of the desk in a sloppy manner.

Seeing a new face coming in, the yellow-haired guy in the lead showed a malicious smile.

Sitting behind the desk was a middle-aged man with glasses and a half-bald head and a heavily made-up woman wearing a knee-length skirt.

The middle-aged man suddenly shouted at the yellow-haired guys in Siamese, with a very firm tone.

At the same time, he pointed at Chen Xuan and added several paragraphs.

It seemed that he asked them not to disturb the factory's business.

His words were still effective.

The three yellow-haired guys laughed a few times and walked out of the office.

When they brushed shoulders with Chen Xuan standing at the door, a thin yellow-haired guy deliberately tilted his body and tried to touch the canvas bag on his back with his shoulder.

But Chen Xuan would not let this guy succeed. He almost fell down just by moving half a step away.

The yellow-haired people were furious and turned around to find trouble with him.

Just when Chen was about to invite them to taste the magic fist, the middle-aged man suddenly slammed the table.

He shouted angrily in Siamese.

After all this trouble, the three yellow-haired people still left.

But their sinister eyes when they left made Chen Xuan very unhappy.

Fortunately, his temper was not bad, so he would not be irritable for such a small matter.

After sending away the three plague gods, the middle-aged man who looked like a leader finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He welcomed Chen Xuan into the reception room with a little apology.

The heavily made-up woman, who was not sure whether she was a salesperson or a secretary, was lazily making coffee.

Bakun wiped the sweat with the back of his hand and honestly acted as a temporary translator.

If this order could be won, he would get a commission for the business.

The middle-aged leader introduced himself. His name was Taiqin, and he was the head of the external sales department of [Dama Chemical].

In fact, until the two sides met, he still didn't believe that Chen Xuan wanted to buy five tons of high-purity mercury.

But since the other party was interested, it would be possible to negotiate a little business.

The charming woman brought coffee and was indifferent, even to Taiqin.

Obviously, she was the kind of "cold-faced person" that was common in various positions.

Chen Xuan was too lazy to conduct lengthy business negotiations.

He got straight to the point and asked about the inventory and price of mercury in the factory.

Taiqin pretended to check in front of the computer and quoted him a price.

The factory's high-purity mercury is sold at 3931.45 baht/kg.

Converted into Xia Guo currency, it is about 780 yuan per kilogram.

Compared with the chemical reagent stores in Xia, it is much cheaper.

There is still a difference between the direct sales price and the distribution price.

The price here is almost the same as the international spot price, and the chemical reagent stores mainly sell in small quantities.

According to this price, five tons of high-purity mercury will cost about 3.9 million RMB.

Chen Xuan used his mobile phone to calculate for a while and came up with a rough price.

There is still room for negotiation on this price.

If he is willing to spend time to grind, it is no problem to cut five to ten points.

But for Chen Xuan, time is the most precious wealth.

He directly opened the canvas bag, took out a stack of US$100,000 and threw it on the reception table.

And in the open canvas bag, there were several stacks of green bills.

In an instant, the breathing of the other three people at the scene became rapid.

After throwing out the money, he turned his head to look at Bakun and said concisely.

"Here are 100,000 dollars, you can check it as you like."

"But I want the spot goods today!"

"And I must personally check the samples of each sub-tank."

"After confirming the loading, I will pay you another 100,000 dollars."

"I will follow the truck, and pay the remaining 265,000 dollars after the goods arrive at the designated warehouse!"

"As for the minor details, don't count them."

Chen Xuan waved his hand generously, his expression still calm and natural.

Zandasong, who was sitting next to him, translated these stumbling words into Siamese.

Supervisor Taiqin opened his eyes wide and asked a few more questions hurriedly.

The charming woman even opened her mouth slightly.

Chen Xuan directly traded in cash, and used US dollars. There is no more refreshing business than this.

As long as this business can be completed smoothly, according to the rules of the factory's business sharing, Bakun can get a reward of about 270,000 baht, which is not a small amount of money in Siam.

Faced with Chen Xuan's conditions, Taiqin had no reason to refuse.

The factory also has enough high-purity mercury in stock.

And the current situation of [Dama Chemical Raw Materials Factory] is very difficult and it needs this money very much.

The original factory was doing well in the northern suburbs of Bangkok.

Siam is in a period of development, and all kinds of workshops are springing up.

The demand for chemical raw materials is huge.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

The owner of the company was deceived by the Blue Island gang in the northern district two years ago and fell into a gambling trap.

Since then, it has been out of control. Not only did he lose the factory's working capital one after another, but he also owed a large amount of loans.

Among them are both bank loans and usury loans from gangs.

Now there are thugs from the Blue Island gang every few days to make trouble.

If the factory had not been registered in the industrial park in the northern district of Bangkok and was protected by the local government.

I'm afraid it has been emptied out by now.

But even so, the management of the factory feels anxious every day.

With the arrival of Chen Xuan, the God of Wealth, the factory's predicament will be greatly alleviated.

Taiqin picked up the stack of US dollars, sat at the desk, picked up the phone and made a quick call.

The heavily made-up Siamese woman quietly pulled her skirt to the root of her legs.

Then she twisted her hips and sat next to Chen Xuan, leaning her hot and sticky body against him.

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