"Oh, so your auction house is very sincere."
Mu Chuyue took the transaction details handed over by Xiong Wei and analyzed the details carefully.
Nineteen third-grade elixirs are packaged for a price of 200,000 spiritual stones, which is 3.8 million.
Adding the four fourth-grade elixirs with more than 5.3 million spiritual stones, the total reaches 910.
The turnover of Yu Wanling Stone.
But after deducting 8% of the related expenses, Mu Chuyue finally got only more than 8,372,000 spirit stones, and the fees taken away by the auction house alone were 728,000.
Thousand Spirit Stones.
Liver pain.
The auction house simply provided a place to sell things and robbed Mu Chuyue of hundreds of thousands of profits.
It must be said that this business without capital was quite easy.
But Mu Chuyue had nothing to do.
She didn't have to accept such a shady price, but besides the auction house, where could she sell the elixir?
You can't just squat on the roadside and set up a small stall to sell it, right?
Even if someone is willing to buy it, she doesn't have so much time.
If the same amount of time is used to refine elixirs, I don’t know how many more pills can be produced.
All the spiritual stones are lost every minute.
Mu Chuyue complained, and the next elixir she refined still had to be brought here.
This is the voice of blood and tears of the vast number of exploited working people.
If given the chance, Mu Chuyue felt that she should build an auction house, so that she could save a lot of related expenses every year.
"Yes, if you are interested, I will open an exclusive VIP channel for you."
Xiong Wei skillfully guided the "older" female alchemist, fearing that Mu Chuyue's ears were bad, so he deliberately slowed down his speaking speed.
"At that time, you will also enjoy the exclusive reception and VIP room of our Landu Auction House.
All your information is the top secret of this auction house.
Not only that, the handling fee will also be reduced to 7%."
Mu Chuyue had many dealings with auction houses, so she naturally knew that Xiong Wei would not offer preferential treatment for no reason.
Moreover, the fee is only reduced by one percent, so it cannot be called a "VIP".
"Although it is only the second time we have met, I am certain that you must be a very outstanding auction house manager."
Mu Chuyue expressed her dissatisfaction semi-tactfully: "However, the conditions you proposed do not seem to be as sincere as advertised.
I will not consider cooperation."
"Don't refuse in a hurry.
The conditions are negotiable."
Xiong Wei quickly changed his words.
He knew that, according to the usual behavior of alchemists, if the conversation reaches this point, if there is still no leverage to impress the other party, there is no need to talk anymore.
No matter how much we talk, it will become nonsense wasting each other's time.
Xiong Wei looked troubled.
He naturally wanted to reach a cooperation with Mu Chuyue on this, but as an external person in charge, he would bear great risks if he gave more preferential treatment conditions.
For example, the items handed over by the other party later cannot meet the corresponding quality, or the items disappear after being traded once or twice.
The number of places is limited and can only be given to those with corresponding abilities.
And is the alchemist opposite him worthy of his promise?
This is a question worth pondering.
Mu Chuyue knew that her words had an effect.
What the auction house was waiting for now was what kind of chips she could give.
So he reminded in a low voice: "Does the person in charge plan to decide on such a secret matter in the hall?"
Xiong Wei suddenly realized that he was so eager to decide on cooperation that he didn't even understand the occasion.
It's really a bit out of control.
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