Supremely Talented Tyrant-Chapter 692 - 693: Sell-off

At this thought, Murong Yeyun couldn't help but sneer inwardly, Murong Qiushui, oh Murong Qiushui, you may be clever all your life, but in the end, you can't escape the folly of love.

"How do you propose we make peace?" Murong Yeyun asked with a cold sneer, curious about what Hao Jian was really thinking.

"I know you want that plot of land I own, and I agree to sell it to you at a discount as part of my peace offering. How about that?" Hao Jian proposed, with a beaming smile.

"Hm?" Murong Yeyun's expression changed instantly. Was Hao Jian finally willing to sell his piece of land?

Of course, Murong Yeyun also wanted that land—more precisely, what was underneath it. If he could acquire it, it would be tantamount to having a cornucopia, a money tree. His grandfather would surely hold him in even higher esteem.

Murong Yeyun had been wanting to achieve something significant, and in his eyes, this was a golden opportunity.

"How much do you want?" Murong Yeyun asked, evidently tempted. He believed that Hao Jian still didn't know exactly what was hidden underneath that plot of land, which is why he was so naively willing to sell.

In reality, Murong Yeyun was unaware that the Ye Family was preparing to use government authority to take over the land, which was why Hao Jian wanted to offload it quickly.

Let Murong Yeyun and Ye Fenglin fight like dogs over it.

"We'll go with what you said before, ten billion!" Hao Jian declared.

"Ten billion? Your offer doesn't seem very sincere," Murong Yeyun said oddly, attempting to use this opportunity to drive down the price.

"A price of ten billion is quite sincere. Don't forget, I have many buildings there that are already completed. That's like saving you a large expense, which I'm giving you for free. And you were willing to pay ten billion for that land in the first place because you saw its commercial value, right? The money it could make in the future is worth far more than just ten billion," Hao Jian chuckled, not agreeing to lower the price.

He knew that Murong Yeyun was testing him. If he agreed to a price cut, Murong Yeyun would surely grow suspicious.

"Five billion. If you agree to sell for five billion, then I'll agree to make peace with you," Murong Yeyun stated bluntly, cutting the price in half right off the bat.

Hao Jian chuckled, then stood up, "Since Young Master Murong isn't sincerely willing to negotiate peace, let's forget it. I think the Ye Family would be interested in this deal. And I also believe they would be willing to negotiate with me."

With that, Hao Jian turned and began to walk away.

"Wait!" Just then, Murong Yeyun called out to stop Hao Jian. He had indeed been testing him; if Hao Jian had agreed to his terms, he would have immediately refused to make peace with him.

But now, seeing how firm Hao Jian's stance was, he felt quite reassured.

"What? Have you come to a decision, Young Master Murong?" Hao Jian turned back, looking at Murong Yeyun with an almost mocking smile.

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"Alright, I agree to the ten billion and to making peace with you. When shall we handle the transfer procedures?" Murong Yeyun inquired.

Upon hearing this, Hao Jian sneered inwardly: It seems that Murong Yeyun is really impatient.

This also proved that Murong Yeyun was indeed eager for quick success and recognition; he wanted to earn Murong Xiao's approval as soon as possible. If Murong Yeyun hadn't been so desperate to prove himself, maybe he wouldn't have fallen into his trap so easily.

Hao Jian directly placed the contract he had prepared early in the morning on the table; he had everything ready before he came here.

After glancing at the contract, Murong Yeyun made a call to have his personal secretary come in to check the contract, knowing Hao Jian was full of cunning and deception, he had to be cautious.

Soon, the lawyer came in, checked the contract carefully, and then nodded to Murong Yeyun, "The contract is fine, it has legal effect!"

"I've already signed at the top; just sign your name, and this will be yours," Hao Jian said with a smile, knowing that Murong Yeyun had no more doubts and all he had to do now was to wait for the money transfer.

Murong Yeyun stared at the contract for a moment but eventually picked up the pen and signed his name on it.

But after signing, Murong Yeyun looked at Hao Jian with a strange expression and laughed, "You just signed the contract so easily? Aren't you afraid I'll take the contract and not pay you?"

"The contract is still here, and you can't run away. If you try to play tricks, I'll beat you up and snatch away the contract; you'll get nothing either way," Hao Jian said with a bad smile, not worried at all.

Hearing this, Murong Yeyun huffed in annoyance and then made a call to the Swiss Bank to transfer ten billion to Hao Jian's designated account directly.

After doing all this, Murong Yeyun impatiently issued the order to leave: "You can get lost now!"

"Pleasure doing business, I hope Young Master will not trouble me in the future," Hao Jian said, staring at Murong Yeyun as if he really cared about this matter.

Murong Yeyun immediately sneered, "As long as you keep your tail between your legs in the future and don't provoke our Murong Family, naturally I won't go looking for trouble with you."

In his eyes, Hao Jian had already caved in so there was no need to consider him an opponent any longer. To Murong Yeyun, the current Hao Jian was like a dog groveling for pity, and Murong Yeyun no longer took him seriously.

"Enjoy yourself!" Hao Jian laughed oddly and then walked out of Murong Yeyun's office.

However, Murong Yeyun frowned as he watched Hao Jian go, feeling somewhat uneasy in his heart as if he had overlooked something.

But very quickly, his attention was captured again by the contract in front of him, and the worry in his heart was filled with unexpected joy that had fallen from the sky.

Coming out from Murong Yeyun's residence, Hao Jian saw a black Lincoln Stretch Limousine parked at the door and almost without thinking made his way towards it.

Then Hao Jian directly walked over, and before he even had the chance to knock on the window, the car door was already opened.

Murong Chengkong rolled down the window, frowning at Hao Jian: "What do you want?"

"Can't a good friend catch up? Are you looking down on me?" Hao Jian said unhappily, while also threatenly gazing at Murong Chengkong.

"Can you stay away from me?" Murong Chengkong said angrily. Is it important whether I look down on you or not? Even if I do, so what?

"If you look down on me, I'll get very angry, and when I'm angry, I feel like hitting someone," Hao Jian said with a cold face.

"You!" Murong Chengkong was infuriated but could find no way to deal with this shameless man.

"What exactly do you want?" Murong Chengkong asked with a cold expression.

"Nothing much, just wanted to ask if you have any red wine in this car?" Hao Jian shamelessly asked.

"No!" Murong Chengkong flatly said with a scowl. Was Hao Jian actually thinking about drinking wine in his car, deluding himself that they were friends?

"No? Lying is not good, oh. How could such a luxurious car not have a few bottles of red wine? Don't be so stingy; let me in, okay?" Hao Jian said, and then without waiting for an invitation, he opened Murong Chengkong's car door and sat down.

Next, he began rifling through the car looking for red wine.

Murong Chengkong's nose was nearly bent with anger, yet he could do nothing about this man, simultaneously asking, "What are you doing with Murong Yeyun?"

"I had a deal to discuss with him," Hao Jian said and then laughed meaningfully, "I also brought him a big gift."

"A gift? What gift?" Murong Chengkong asked blankly.

"Why don't you ask him when you see him?" Hao Jian played coy, though he could let Murong Yeyun know right now, he thought it would be more interesting for Murong Yeyun to find out for himself.