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at the garage downstairs. I'll co down to get it," Fang Zhen said into the phone.

He hung up.

He was in his daily loungewear and didn't bother changing. He just grabbed his key card and phone and went downstairs.

Two minutes later, Fang Zhen arrived at the entrance to the downstairs garage.

A young man who looked to be about twenty-one or twenty-two was waiting there.

The young man was about five-foot-nine, with a dium build. He wasn't handso, but he was full of spirit—the kind of person whose eyes light up at everything.

A Wuling Hongguang was parked next to him.

Fang Zhen walked over.

"Boss!" the young man called out enthusiastically when he saw Fang Zhen approaching.

Fang Zhen smiled.

This young man before him, dressed in trendy, hip-hop-style clothing, was Hao Lei, a newly recruited salesman for Fang Zhen's company.

Hao Lei was the one who had bought the drones, gasoline, porcelain, tea, silk, and other things before.

Hao Lei had been recomnded by Jianwu.

Jianwu was the friend who had helped Fang Zhen buy the suit of Russian full plate armor.

Hao Lei was also in Fang Zhen's gaming guild chat group and was also from Xiahai, though he had joined quite late.

By that ti, Fang Zhen was already semi-retired from the ga and rarely made an appearance in the chat.

Hao Lei had joined the gaming guild back in middle school and was most active during his high school years. He'd done sothing most people wouldn't even dare to do.

In his second year of high school, Hao Lei started using a foreign social dia app called VK, where most of the users were from Russia, including a lot of girls.

Hao Lei t a Russian girl on VK and started chatting with her using Google Translate. One thing led to another, and they fell into an online romance.

Of course, Hao Lei's parents were against it. They told him to focus on his studies and tried all sorts of ways to control him.

But his parents never expected what an incredible force of will their son possessed.

Hao Lei made a chunk of money by trading ga items and selling cheat scripts. Then, through so unknown connections, he got to know a few big shots who frequently traveled to Russia. He ran away from ho—and it wasn't a simple affair. He dropped out of school, skipped the college entrance exams, and snuck his way to Moscow to find that beautiful girl.

It turned out there really was a beautiful Russian girl waiting for him. Hao Lei got lucky and t good people; he wasn't kidnapped or had his kidneys harvested or anything like that. Instead, he started working for a boss from Northeast China who was doing business in Moscow, and he ended up staying there for several years.

Hao Lei and the girl got their happy ending and really did get together. Their transnational romance was quite sweet, and his work was going well too.

This year, with the situation in Russia growing more tense, Hao Lei felt it was getting risky. He was also starting to miss his ho and his parents, so he brought the Russian girl back to Xia Country with him.

Fang Zhen needed a capable salesman, so Jianwu recomnded Hao Lei.

Fang Zhen checked around in the group chat and found that Hao Lei had a good reputation. They t up, had a good conversation, and Fang Zhen recruited him for the company.

Hao Lei was a super extrovert, a real social butterfly, with an insane amount of initiative. In strategy ga terms, if a normal person had one action point, Hao Lei had at least three. When sothing needed doing, he just did it, without any hesitation or overthinking.

He was also very respectful toward Fang Zhen, calling him "Boss" every other word.

"Did you get everything?" Fang Zhen asked.

"Everything. The electric furnace, crucible, goggles, molds, heat-resistant gloves, a thick apron, and the flux—I bought a mix of borax and sodium carbonate. It's all ready in the car," Hao Lei said, pointing to the Wuling Hongguang.

He then opened the trunk and took out a complete set of equipnt.

Fang Zhen checked it over. Everything was there, and he was very satisfied.

He had asked Hao Lei to buy a set of equipnt for slting tal, mainly for lting Gold.

After the last dungeon, Fang Zhen had run into a personal financial crisis and nearly had his cash flow dry up.

It wasn't that he lacked assets or valuable items—after all, he still had quite a few Gold Ropes and two pieces of Dog Head Gold. But he had no cash, and the break in his funding almost hindered his operations.

Having learned his lesson the hard way, he knew he had to get so money set aside as a reserve. Otherwise, if a dungeon ever required expensive equipnt that he needed to buy in the real world, he wouldn't have the money, and it would cause serious delays.

Therefore, it was essential to lt down the Gold and find an opportunity to sell it.

The original plan was to find a good Goldsmith, lt down the Gold Ropes, and recast them into gold bricks or bars. Then, he would get a mbership certificate for the Shanghai Gold Exchange, sell the Gold, and exchange it for cash.

However, after thinking it over carefully, Fang Zhen decided that hiring a Goldsmith wasn't a good idea.

He had too many Gold Ropes, and anyone who worked as a Goldsmith would know a thing or two about the market. They'd know it was highly unlikely for soone to have so many Gold Coins forged from pure Gold. Even if they kept their mouth shut, they'd definitely be suspicious.

Soone with good character might wisely refuse the job to protect themselves, while soone without it might get crooked ideas.

What Fang Zhen had was real Gold, and a lot of it. He had to be extra careful.

He had to do this himself.

He looked up the process for re-lting and casting Gold on Douyin and, after watching, found it to be surprisingly simple.

So he had Hao Lei buy a professional set of tal slting equipnt.

Fang Zhen took the receipt.

Electric furnaces ca in cheap and expensive models. The smallest one capable of lting Gold cost around six hundred yuan, maybe even less if you knew where to look, but that would be a bit too small and lacking in functionality.

The expensive ones went up to twenty-one thousand yuan, but Fang Zhen didn't need all those features. A two- to three-thousand-yuan setup was just right.

"Alright," he said after putting the receipt away. "Do you have any buddies who could help out with so odd jobs?"

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