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Chapter 91: Business Alliance_1

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Business Alliance_1

Once the transaction was confirmed, Mu You worked all night to produce a batch of new ointments, finally managed to gather fifty bottles in total.

Early the next morning, clad in an invisible cloak, Mu You left his home.

After several taxi rides, it took him almost three hours to arrive at Golden City in the city center of K.

The so-called ’Golden City’ is actually an extremely luxurious high-end entertainment club. Living up to its name of ’Golden’, seen from afar, the extravagant building, the wall of it as if an ocean of gold, was topped off with the only bare-eyed 3D big screen in the entire city of K. All the other kind of decorative details manifested its wealth.

Common passers-by might presume it to be a place solely for the top tycoons. Only very few insiders know that the guests here are not some plutocrats, but players with extraordinary powers.

Mu You did not rush to reveal himself, but lingered nearby for a while.

It was not until nearly ten o’clock that he found a camera-free alley, switched to the Watchman skin, then stripped off the invisible cloak, and headed straight for the main door of Golden City.

However, as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the club, he was halted by a black-clad man guarding the door.

"Show your identification, please!"

The man in black glasses boomed while quickly examining Mu You.

When he saw Mu You approach from a distance, he already had some suspicions. After all, who would dress in such a bizarre style on a bright day? This was undoubtedly a player.

But the protocol had to be followed.

Mu You understood what the man in black meant and put out his right hand from his pocket, subtly condensing a touch of Magic Power in the palm of his hand, visible only to the both of them.

The man in black, sensing the fluctuation of Magic Power, let him through without asking any further questions, "You may enter."

"Thank you."

Mu You nodded and walked into the hall.

From the outside, he only had the impression that the place was lavishly decorated. But only after he entered did he realize what true luxury was.

The ornate red doors, the black marble flooring, beautiful crystal chandeliers, tall floor-to-ceiling windows casting light spots on the soft, red carpet, reflecting on the pure black mahogany tables around. Every item in the hall was outrageously luxurious, without any gunshot project trace.

At this time, the hall was filled with people, all of whom had obviously bizarre looks similar to his, sitting on sofas in various places, either whispering or laughing loudly.

These people were undoubtedly players!

This was the first time Mu You was in a room with so many players, and he couldn’t help looking around curiously.

"Hello, sir, is this your first time here?"

Just then, a tall receptionist came striding over, greeted him, sounding very polite.

Mu You glanced at her and didn’t feel any Magic Power from her. She should be an ordinary person, but appearing here, she must know about the existence of players.

This is not surprising since players who can become a part of this would have a kind of arrogance. Few are willing to do the job of a service person.

"It’s my first time here, but I’ve arranged to meet someone here," said Mu You.

"May I ask which room you have reserved?" asked the receptionist.

Mu You barely knew the answer as he had not been here before and the arrangements were made by the other party.

Just as he was about to take out his mobile phone to ask, he heard a familiar shout from a distance, "Hey, brother, you’re already in!"

Mu You turned his head and saw the young man named ’Broken Waterfall’ running from the door.

With a smile on his face, he came over in a friendly manner, "Ha-ha, brother, we meet again! By the way, I don’t even know your name."

"I am You," said Mu You casually, he was reluctant to reveal his full name.

"Ha-ha, then I’ll call you Brother You."

Broken Waterfall didn’t care. It’s common for players to use false names here, most players don’t even want their appearance revealed, hence why they usually wear skins, so this was normal.

"Okay, you may get back to your work. Brother You, go with me, the directors are upstairs in the private room waiting for you."

Broken Waterfall waved off the receptionist and gestured for Mu You to follow him upstairs.

The area above the second floor was the high-end area, and there were noticeably fewer people as they ascended the stairs.

"How does Golden City charge its commission here?" Mu You hurriedly asked before the transaction began.

"Oh, every transaction made in Golden City will get a fixed commission of 5%. But don’t worry about this, Brother You, our alliance is one of the investors here, and we don’t charge any commission for transactions made by our officials here," Broken Waterfall explained.

"That’s good."

While they were talking, the two of them walked down the corridor on the second floor and stopped in front of one of the private rooms.

At this moment at the entrance of the private room, two young men in suits had been waiting for them.

"Brother You, this is Huang, our director of the Commercial Alliance, and this is Young Master Li, one of our officials," Broken Waterfall pointed to the two men and quickly introduced them to Mu You, then looked at the two men on the other side, "Master Huang, Young Master Li, this is Brother You."

"Nice to meet you!"

At this point, the leading young man had already taken the initiative to come over, shake hands with Mu You, and smile at him.

Mu You was somewhat taken aback. He recognized the eloquent young man in front of him. It was Huang Zhichao, a rich second-generation member of a top domestic business family, who often appeared in various fringe news and was an internet celebrity.

In other words, the other party was not a skin pulling a real-life figure directly on stage.

"Then Master Huang, you guys talk. I’m going out to take care of some business," Broken Waterfall, having keen observation, found an excuse and left.

The three men then took their seats in the private room.

Huang Zhichao did not waste any time. After he sat down, he went straight to the point: "Brother You, I hear you’re a straightforward person, so I won’t beat around the bush. Can you show us your ointment first?"

"Sure."

Mu You nodded and took out a jar of Healing Ointment that he had prepared from his pocket.

Master Huang took it, first opened his phone to see the item prompt in the game, confirmed that there was no problem, then threw the ointment to the youth standing behind him.

Young Master Li took the ointment, first opened the lid to smell it, then took some out to taste it, and finally used the diamond ring on his right hand to make a small cut on his arm and applied the ointment to the wound.

Seeing the wound heal quickly, the young man nodded and gave a thumbs up to Master Huang, indicating that it was a genuine product without doubt.

Having confirmed this, the expressions of the two men across the room relaxed noticeably.

Huang Zhichao looked at Mu You and asked, "Brother, I hear you’ve got fifty bottles of this ointment?"

"Yes."

"Is it all the same effect?"

"Of course."

"Good, we’ll take all of them!"

Master Huang immediately agreed, "Let’s do it at the price we agreed on before, 6 years per bottle. Brother, do you want to settle in cash or in items?"

"In items! I need two herbal materials, Inspirational Grass and Troll Tuber," said Mu You.

The two men looked at each other and quickly calculated that the price of 50 bottles of ointment was just at the cost of these two herbs.

"It turns out, but since you want herbs, brother, we can directly get them from the guild warehouse for you, which also saves extra life span for ordering."

Mu You was startled.

He was not surprised that they had their own Magic material warehouse. He was surprised that they were willing to use the original inventory from the warehouse to trade with him.

You must know that a simple sentence just saved him an extra 50 years of life on shipping!