The afternoon sun shone into the reception room. Qin Shiou sat on the spacious classical palace-style sofa, holding a cup of fragrant coffee in his hand. In front of him was a big shot who could cause an earthquake with just stomping his feet in the American luxury industry. The one who helped him make coffee was Taishan Beidou in the luxury world of New York. Everything was like a dream, but the sun was too hot...

New York in June is much hotter than St. Johns. Qin Shiou is still wearing a formal outfit like a suit and shirt today. Even if the central air conditioner adjusts the temperature, the sunlight behind him is shining straight, which makes the sun hurt.

Fortunately, he didn't stay in the reception room for a long time. Liv knocked on the door and entered, and then took Cassel and Vincent to leave. Qin Shiou guessed that the ratings of the Black Pearl had already come out, and they were going to discuss the price.

After the three left, Qin Shiou called Nelson and Bird in, pointed to the small coffee beans with full grains in the bucket and said, "That's Blue Mountain Coffee, have you ever drunk?"

Nelson smiled silly and said, "Every time I go to town, I always ask Hughes for a cup, this coffee is really good."

Qin Shiou asked: "Is Blue Mountain Coffee also available in Hughes' convenience store?"

Nelson said for granted: "Of course, there are also cat shit coffee, Guatemala Antigua coffee, which tastes pretty good, but not as good as Blue Mountain coffee."

Qin Shiou couldn't help but sigh. He was really sad. The IQs of these people under him were worrying. Can the Blue Mountain Coffee prepared by the Tiffany flagship store be the same as those of the small town convenience store? However, this also indirectly shows that Blue Mountain Coffee is indeed very common in the world now, so who said that China produces a lot of copycat goods? There are also many in Canada.

There was still half a pot of coffee in the coffee pot, and he poured half a cup for the two of them. Nelson sniffed it and frowned. Then he tasted it and his eyes were lit up: "Shete, Boss. This coffee is delicious!"

Qin Shiou sneered: "Of course, this is the real Blue Mountain Coffee. Go, Nelson, grind it in the past, let's drink it here before leaving today."

Nelson said, "Don't do this, Boss, you are a super rich man now, and if you say this, you will be ridiculed. Think about it. Several princes and rich men came to your wedding, and you are already in the upper class. I mean, I'll go and grind a little more, but Bird and I will drink it."

As he said that, he grabbed a large handful of coffee beans and put them in a manual bean grinder. It was not convenient to clamp the suitcase with his right hand, so he held it with his left hand and turned it around. This way, the crossing of his hands was also very fluent.

Qin Shiou reflected on himself, indeed, he is now a member of the Bombardier board of directors, Canada's largest fishing farm owner, chairman of the Newfoundland Fisheries Alliance. He also has a marine salvage company in name, and is an absolute upper class person. Why do he still feel so slimmed sometimes?

At this time, Bird said, "I said, why do we have to grind coffee beans here? Isn't it enough to just take them back?"

Qin Shiou shook his head seriously and said, "No, this is a thief."

"Then you go and find Tiffany's husband, or I bet he's happy to see this."

Qin Shiou continued to shake his head seriously: "No. I can't be so slim anymore, Nelson is right. I am already tall, rich and handsome. I will get close to Nelson to the upper class in the future. Grind it quickly, and let's have a few more drinks while they are not here."

Bird: “…”

After returning again, Vincent and Kassel invited Qin Shiou into the manager's office. Liv was waiting there, and there were boxes filled with black pearls beside her. After he entered, Liv asked him to confirm the situation of the black pearls in these boxes. Qin Shiou waved his hand and said that it was not necessary. Tiffany still had such integrity.

Vincent said: "Husband Qin, I'm asking you very seriously now. Can you prove the source of these black pearls?"

Qin Shiou secretly curled his lips in his heart. Can the source prove that these people really care? If they really care, why did they bring out the black pearls in a similar way to smuggling? But this is just thinking about it in their hearts. It is impossible to say that. He said: "The source of the black pearls is no problem."

"Then are you sure you want to sell it to us?" Vincent asked immediately.

Qin Shiou nodded and said, "Confirm."

Vincent showed a smile on his face. He reached out and signaled that Cassel handed over a report to Qin Shiou. Inside was Tiffany's pearl experts' analysis and quotation on the black pearl, which was the initial archive of this black pearl.

Qin Shiou looked at the quotes and the prices of these black pearls ranged from 50,000 US dollars to 200,000 US dollars. The largest black pearl was quoted at 350,000 US dollars, and the total price of 108 black pearls was 18 million US dollars.

The price is a bit low. Obviously, the profiteer Vincent wanted to make a fortune from him. However, after thinking about it, Qin Shiou said: "The total price is 20 million, but I can add ten black pearls to you, all of which are about ten millimeters in diameter. How about it?"

Kassel and Liv looked at Vincent, who nodded and said, "Okay, this price is acceptable, so let's get the deal?"

Liv went out and brought three contracts when she came back. After Qin Shiou and Vincent signed, the latter asked: "When will the remaining ten black pearls be replenished?"

Qin Shiou snapped his fingers, Bird and Nelson at the door walked in. Bird removed the handcuffs, opened the suitcase, and exposed a layer of soft shelf, which was embedded with more black pearls than the box beside Liv.

Looking at these dark pearls emitting a mysterious luster of deep and darkness, Vincent's eyes suddenly widened, and Liv was also shocked. He did not maintain the elegant female style he had created after working hard for many years, and opened his mouth and said, "Sher!"

Qin Shiou picked ten black pearls and put them on the table. His movements were very casual, as if he was holding not black pearls but some glass beads. Kassel's Adam's apple trembled a few times, and his eyes were panicked.

Vincent tried to keep calm, but his trembling voice betrayed his excitement: "You still have so many black pearls? There are at least two hundred black pearls in this box, right?"

Bird and Nelson were much bigger than Qin Shiou's suitcase.

Qin Shiou snapped his fingers again, Bird took off the soft rack exposed in the suitcase, and then another soft rack was exposed below. This was repeated four times, and a total of four layers of soft racks were removed, with crystal clear round black pearls on it!

"Oh, Scheter!" Vincent made a **sounding voice. He could have done this on purpose. After all, he had seen the world. However, the appearance of so many black pearls at the same time was really shocking enough.

More importantly, he set his eyes on the black suitcase in Nelson's hand and asked, "Don't tell me, it's also black pearls."

Qin Shiou shrugged and said, "Yes, in addition to selling you these, I have two boxes of black pearls." (To be continued.)

1642. There are two more boxes:
Chapter completed!