The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage

Chapter 1764



Droitner Inc. was deeply in need of an actual enterprise to solidify their foothold in order for them to continue their shady dealings.

They had certainly thrived with their trades-in which they had always sneaked in some precious item.

Indeed, this exhibition was where Huub would show the foreign businesspeople various items. Should they express interest, Droitner Inc. would procure them before reselling them abroad, thereby earning a huge commission.

And now, Huub was smiling fawningly as he spoke to a blond, middle-aged businessman. "What do you think, Mr. Schneider? This vase from the middle ages is of the finest quality that Droitner Inc. has ever seen!"

The pudgy Mr. Schneider studied the vase for a long while before shaking his head and sighing.

He turned to say something to his beautiful translator, who nodded and turned to tell Huub, "Mr. Schneider is saying that the vase looks like a replica, and he's skeptical about the date."

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Huub chuckled, seemingly not surprised by the response. "Surely you can trust Magister Boran even if you don't trust me? Magister Boran himself appraised it—there's no way it's a fake."

"Mr. Boran?!"

Mr. Schneider did a double take as he blurted the name, clearly having heard of the name.

"Yes." Huub kept smiling. "In fact, we've invited him to appraise every item in this exhibition. I'm sure everyone would be confident with his vouching?" Hearing Magister Boran's name, the foreign businesspeople who were whispering among each other all nodded.

Mr. Schneider then began, "What about the price..."

"Three billion." Huub subtly held up three fingers under his sleeve and nodded for the translator to tell Mr. Schneider. "No, no, no..."

Mr. Schneider shook his head repeatedly, while his translator explained, "Mr. Schneider is hoping for more sincerity from you." Huub pursed his lips dramatically. "In that case... 2.7 billion. That's the lowest offer I can give you-can't go any lower."

As the translator told Mr. Schneider, he conferred with his friends, with some nodding, while others shook their heads.

"Mr. Schneider." Huub smiled just

then. "I'm aware that Draconian

vases especially antique

vases are exceedingly popular. And we're taking a huge risk here so we really can't go any lower."

And with that, the translator told Mr. Schneider what Huub said, word for word.

"Hahaha! Deal!"

The foreign businesspeople conferred among themselves once again before nodding at Huub and said in crude Draconian, "Deal."

Huub laughed out loud, feeling buoyed just then.

Still, one of the foreign businesspeople strode up to Huub just as he shook hands with Mr. Schneider.

He could speak Draconian, albeit

with a slight stutter, but he was

mostly understandable. "Mr.

Droitner, you've mentioned a great treasure-an herb-that would be presented later. May I ask if ready?"

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The mention of the herb left Huub taken aback, but his grin soon broadened. "Oh, you mean the Blooderane Spiritbloom? Don't worry-that's our piece de

resistance, but the price is. Content