The Tycoon’s Enchanted Mermaid

Chapter 86: Chapter 86: Preparing to Sell Pearls

Ah Da typed, “Do you have to sell everything? How much money do you need?”

Bai Zhouliu (group owner), “Sell everything? Baozi, you’re really surprising everyone. How could we possibly sell ten thousand lots? Even top tiers in the entertainment industry couldn’t sell out that much. Under our current situation, selling a thousand lots would be amazing.”

“Is it wrong to like Qingtong”: “Let’s try hard, promote more, and join forces. It shouldn’t be hard to sell a thousand. This is Qingtong’s first business collaboration, and we must let the capital see her potential. Only then can she take the initiative in the future. We need to protect Qingtong, charge!”

Ah Da: “I can help boost Qingtong’s sales.”

Bai Zhouliu (group owner): “… Baozi, stop kidding, you must still be a student, focus on your studies.”

Ah Da: “I’m not a student. Currently, I don’t have money, but I own a lot of pearls and antiques. I don’t know how to convert them into money. Do you have any ideas?”

“Is it wrong to like Qingtong”: “Really?”

Ah Da pulled out a photo from her album that she had taken when she was smaller, featuring several porcelain bottles and some pearls she had thought of selling.

She had searched online for ways to sell them: suggestions included retail shore selling or taking the items for valuation at an auction, where pearls would need to be certified and undergo a complicated process.

Ah Da couldn’t make sense of it, and she had planned to inquire about the Bronze Sword during a museum visit, but was suddenly unable to go.

So, it was postponed.

After Ah Da posted the photo in the anti-black group, two members were already stunned. Who could tell them whether this bunch of thumb-sized pearls was real or fake?

It was a bit frightening.

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Could this newbie in their circle actually be a hidden tycoon? Considering this possibility, the two admins in the anti-black group grew excited. Wealthy backers were exactly what fan circles craved most.

Many fans of popular influencers had incredible birthday and business sales volumes precisely because of the backing of wealthy women who liberally splurged their money, which could explain why the rumors said that only the wealthy and idle were fans.

Bai Zhouliu (group owner): “Baozi, are your pearls natural or cultured?”

Ah Da: “They’re not fake.”

The pearls were cried out by her, so they shouldn’t count as fake, right? Ah Da felt a little guilty after sending that.

“Is it wrong to like Qingtong”: “!! Boss, I need to cling to your coattails! Please accept my kowtow (bows).”

Ah Da frowned, a bit surprised, and replied, “So you’re a guy? Sorry, I thought you were a girl.”

She had assumed everyone in the group was female, not expecting the member named “Is it wrong to like Qingtong” to be male.

Bai Zhouliu (group owner): “It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. So, you were saying you want to sell these items, right?”

Ah Da: “Mhm.”

“Is it wrong to like Qingtong”: “Natural pearls are valuable; you could ask around in a jewelry city, though there are many pitfalls. You should definitely find a reliable professional to go with you. Wait, Baozi, are you an adult?”

Ah Da didn’t understand why they always assumed she was a child, often calling her a primary school student, which confounded and frustrated her.

She replied again: “I am an adult, no longer a student. The pearls are mine; I have no living relatives.”

Unexpectedly, her revelation made the two group members instantly paint her as a super-rich heiress with deceased parents, hastily typing their apologies.

Bai Zhouliu (group owner): “Sorry, we didn’t know about your parents… very sorry.”

“Is it wrong to like Qingtong”: “Sorry (bows jpg.)”

Ah Da was baffled, finding these two really odd but politely replied, “It’s okay.”

“Is it wrong to like Qingtong”: “Baozi, you must hire a professional to accompany you to the jewelry store. As for the antiques, there’s a popular streamer on Douyin called Longquan Treasure Appraisal who’s quite good. He’s a professional, and you could try your luck in his live streaming room and ask him to estimate the prices.”

Bai Zhouliu (group owner): “I know him. Longquan Treasure Appraisal isn’t just about appraising; it also uses platform traffic to attract customers. A lot of items shown in his live sessions have sold, I feel Ah Da Baozi could give it a try.”

Longquan Treasure Appraisal?

After replying “Okay, I’ll check it out,” Ah Da exited Weibo and entered Douyin. She had always had the app downloaded on her phone, but she had never used it before.

To start, Ah Da needed to register an account, so she logged in using her own phone number, using her real name just like she did on Weibo.

It was her first time using the app, and Ah Da couldn’t find the search button. As she was about to go back to Weibo to ask the group leader, a shadow suddenly cast over her, and she smelled a familiar cold fragrance.

Lifting her head, she collided with a pair of deep, dark eyes and messy black hair tousled by the lake breeze.

Ah Da didn’t know why, but she instinctively covered her phone with her lap, looking somewhat panicked.

“Qin Yu… why are you here?”

How did he appear so mysteriously and move so silently? Ah Da muttered to herself.

Qin Yu glanced deeply at her, and casually sat next to her, resting his arm on the round wooden railing, his lips curving into a slight, lazy smile, his tone playful.

“Can’t I come? What are you feeling guilty about?”

Ah Da bit her cherry lips lightly, her bright, watery eyes under the lamp light looked even more strikingly beautiful, and she puffed her cheeks to retort, “I’m not feeling guilty, you just startled me.”

Qin Yu’s thin lips curled into a slightly cold smile, and he lifted his hand to pinch her cheek, giving off an intense sense of oppression.

“You’ve learned to turn the tables now,” he said lightly.

“I haven’t.” Ah Da’s cheeks flushed slightly, her round eyes staring at him blankly, as if to bolster her own courage.

You really are growing more headstrong.

Qin Yu found it intriguing. His gaze lingered from her eyes to her sealed lips that were moist and tender, bearing the teeth marks from where she had just bitten them, and he momentarily lost himself.

Suddenly recalling Wei Lan’s question from before, Do you like her?

The night stirred the heart, as if directed by an unseen force.

“Do you like me?” Qin Yu’s deep, husky voice suddenly carried the slightly cool, soft breeze into Ah Da’s ears, lightly feathering through, leaving a tickling, tingling sensation.

Ah Da’s eyes widened as she stared at him blankly, not understanding why Qin Yu would suddenly ask this. Had Little Pink Bottle also mentioned it today; had they planned it?

“Do you like me then?”

The young girl’s crisp voice rang out in the pavilion.

Qin Yu didn’t expect her to counter with a question. Looking down at her, he was silent for a moment, then said, “I don’t know.”

His tone was even and seemed casual.

Ah Da tilted her head: “Then I also don’t know.”

The young girl’s voice was soft, with a hint of coyness, paired with her cat-like gaze, she was simply too playful and lively, making it impossible for anyone to be angry with her.

Qin Yu felt a bit helpless, his long finger flicking her cheek lightly, “You’ve really grown.”

Ah Da covered the cheek he had touched, somewhat annoyed; she had never been weak, it was Qin Yu who always treated her like a fool.

“Someone posted a photo of me online today, was it you who had it removed?” Ah Da asked.

Qin Yu’s expression remained unchanged, his face even colder and more handsome under the night sky, exuding an irresistible charm, and he admitted: “Yes, Long Qi handled it, making amends for past mistakes.”

Ah Da was stunned for a moment, making amends?