America: Starting with Daily Intelligence
Chapter 155 - 127: Picking Up Leaks and Selling_3

Chapter 155: Chapter 127: Picking Up Leaks and Selling_3

"You better recognize what this is. Look at its style; this price is definitely not a loss!" Allen Zhang said earnestly.

Old George carefully picked up the Rolex watch, took out various testing instruments to analyze it, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after a long while, "I thought it was something else. It turns out to be just a Rolex gold watch released 15 years ago."

Feeling confident, he put down the watch and started educating Allen Zhang and his girlfriend, "This watch is definitely authentic Rolex, but it seems to have some scratch marks, causing some wear on the internal mechanical spring structure, and the hands have stopped moving. However, it just needs some repairs by a professional, and it can be used again. Even if it’s fake, it can still be bought back at the price of gold, and the diamonds are undoubtedly real. If sold separately, just the small diamonds on it can fetch 500 dollars! The dial is also rare and sought after, there will be many people on the market who would love to collect it."

"Just give me a reasonable price," said Allen Zhang nonchalantly, putting on his sunglasses and rolling up his sleeves to show his arm muscles.

His eighteen-year-old girlfriend was star-struck.

"I can offer 1500 dollars," said Old George seriously.

Great, starting the bid at 1500 dollars, are you purely treating your regular customers like idiots?

Allen Zhang was already used to his tactics and countered, "5000 dollars, otherwise it will be difficult for me to sell it to you."

"3000 dollars is not impossible," Old George skillfully raised the price, "The price is negotiable, and this watch needs to be disassembled for repairs, which is an additional expenditure."

Allen Zhang said with a smile, "Aren’t you skilled at repairing watches? I saw you repairing watches the first time I came here. This watch also has its collectible value. Rolex is globally recognized, you could even sell it in Africa. Why not ask your girlfriend, see if she thinks it’s appropriate to spend 5000 dollars on this watch that enhances a lady’s charm?"

The eighteen-year-old girlfriend, who loved shiny things, affectionately pulled Old George’s arm and said, "I think the diamonds on this watch are so beautiful. Honey, just buy it for me as a gift."

Old George felt something was off, but couldn’t pinpoint what.

But he was completely smitten by his girlfriend’s charm and considered seriously, "4200 dollars. If that works, I’ll take it."

"Deal," Allen Zhang didn’t continue to argue. His psychological price was 4000 dollars; any increase above that was a huge profit.

"Is it cash?"

"Of course. Remember to write a receipt, I need to file taxes after I go back," Allen Zhang reminded.

"You’re going to pay taxes on such a shady item?" Old George looked at him in surprise, then what’s the point of asking me for cash?

"How about I give you a tip? You should hire a lawyer and go to a private bank called Huasa in the Sixth District, open a business saving card for ’item mortgage’, register the information from the receipt I give you, and if you keep fixing deposits over ten thousand dollars in that savings card, bankers can help you file taxes, up to 99% tax deductible!" Old George advised.

"Is that even possible?" Allen Zhang looked at him suspiciously.

"You can try it. But it’s only limited to profits obtained from antique collections and trading transactions, and there’s a discount for selling or buying items in my pawn shop."

Old George took the watch contentedly and went back into the room to get the money.

Allen Zhang decided to consult Dave after going back, as it might be a reasonable way to avoid taxes.

While waiting for Old George to withdraw money, he chatted with his girlfriend again.

If she hadn’t been there, selling this watch wouldn’t have been so straightforward; she also played an essential role.

From their conversation, he learned that she was originally a practicing nurse at a hospital. Because Old George was injured and hospitalized without family around, she was responsible for taking care of him during her night shifts. Although it was her duty, Old George found her kind-hearted, reliable, with fair skin, and a curvy backside.

One thing led to another, and they ended up in bed together.

From a practicing nurse to the pawnshop owner’s wife.

Boy, isn’t that a way to reach the sky, Miss Nurse, you really are dedicated!

Old George is really getting younger by the day.

No wonder the vibe of these transactions felt less intense; he was caught in the middle of tender affections, soon he might not be able to even lift the Dragon Slayer Sword, disabling his prowess, about to rust away.