As Zhang Ermao (Cade) rushed into Isaac Cameron’s office, his hair resembled a bird’s nest, and he still carried the lingering scent of wine and perfume. His face bore numerous bright red lip marks.


    Upon spotting Charlie, he quickly approached with an apologetic grin and asked, “Master Charlie, did you need me?”


    Charlie nodded and inquired, “How was your drinkingst night?”<fn83b0> Chapters first released on f?ndnovel</fn83b0>


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) replied enthusiastically, “Master Charlie, I had a fantastic time drinkingst night!”


    Charlie smiled slightly and said, “Since you enjoyed yourself so much, let’s get to work this afternoon.”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Instantly, Zhang Ermao (Cade) straightened up and respectfully asked, “Master Charlie, please tell me what you need me to do!”


    Charlie hummed thoughtfully and asked, “Zhang Ermao (Cade), is the other wrenching back?”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) quickly responded, “Yes, it’s here! I ced it in the safest night while I was still awake!”


    “Good,” Charlie nodded. “Go wash up now. Just a quick cleanup—wipe your face and brush your teeth, but no baths. After you wash your hands, bring me the wrench, then head to Antique Street. The old man you were supposed to buy things from is already waiting for you; you’ve kept him busy all morning.”


    “Oh…” Zhang Ermao (Cade) perked up and asked, “Master Charlie, did that old man go back to Antique Street? Is he asking me to return the goods?”


    “Not at all,” Charlie chuckled. “He still wants to buy more from you. When you meet himter, tell him your family isn’t ready to part with everything just yet, but if he shows sincerity, you can negotiate.”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) eagerly inquired, “Master Charlie, how much sincerity are we talking about?”


    After a moment of thought, Charlie replied, “He should bring at least two hundred thousand dors first. Once that’s in, call Isaac’s assistant and just say one thing—‘Please send some goods.’ Don’t worry about anything else; I’ll arrange for another finger puller to be delivered.”


    Continuing, Charlie added, “For the second finger puller, you can ask him for a price of one hundred dors.”


    Zhang Ermao (Cade) was taken aback. “Master Charlie… if the old man bought a finger puller for five hundred thousand dors, that’s already a hundred times the premium. Now we’re asking a million? Do you think he’ll actually buy it?”


    “Absolutely,” Charlie replied confidently. “Just state the price; I’m sure he’ll go for it. I will cover the cost.”


    Though Zhang Ermao (Cade) felt a bit confused, he nodded eagerly and said, “Okay, Master Charlie, I understand!”


    …


    It was past one in the afternoon. The antique street, under the sweltering sun, was not bustling with activity.


    Willie could be seen pacing back and forth along the street, his eyes scanning the vendors intently.


    One stall owner, unable to contain himself, called out, “Hey, old man, you’ve been wandering around all morning! I can barely see anymore. Why don’t you sit down for a bit? I’ll even give you a dor to buy a popsicle to cool off!”


    Willie shot him a re and replied coldly, “I can walk wherever I want! What’s it to you?! Watch what you say, or I’ll abandon you!”