Chapter 84: Sugar-Coated Bullets
Chapter 84: Sugar-Coated Bullets
A big incident had happened in his family before.
His family had a painful past precedent.
Even so, Niu Jinxing chose to ride alone in Gao Jing’s car, clearly showing his trust in Gao Jing.
Though the Hummer carrying four black-clad bodyguards followed closely behind the BMW M760Li.
Honestly, they hadn’t known each other long.
Today was only their third meeting.
“Some people you know a lifetime remain strangers,” Niu Jinxing raised his glass in Guangfu Building’s private room.
“Others, met once on the road, become friends for life.”
“Here’s to you, Gao bud,” he toasted. “To friends – cheers!”
Gao Jing gave a faint smile, clinking glasses with the slightly tipsy Niu Jinxing. “Cheers.”
At noon, Gao Jing had hosted Niu Jinxing at Guangfu Building, where he often lunched lately.
With no one else joining,
he only ordered four or five dishes,
plus several bottles of Fei Mao.
Both ate quite happily.
Ding ling ling~
Just as Gao Jing set his glass down, his phone on the table rang.
The caller ID showed Heng Hui Bank.
Gao Jing thought for a moment and picked up.
The young woman’s sweet voice sounded familiar,
warm like the spring breeze in his ear: “Hello, Mr. Gao. This is Heng Hui Bank…”
Got it!
It was the same VIP service agent who’d called Gao Jing before.
Only this time, she sounded even more enthusiastic.
Yet, like last time, Gao Jing brushed her off with a few lazy “Mhmms” and “Ahhs.”
Wealth management?
Investing was off the table—never in his life would he buy financial products. Living off selling Red Sandalwood was just fine.
Hitting small “annual goals” presented no problem.
This time, however, the agent offered something concrete.
Due to Gao Jing’s assets, Heng Hui Bank could issue him an Earl Platinum Card.
The Earl Platinum Card was Heng Hui Bank’s highest-tier VIP credit card, second only to their co-branded Centurion Card.
It offered prestigious services in over a hundred countries and regions worldwide.
Like booking first-class flights, five-star hotels, Michelin restaurants, or tourist attraction tickets.
Plus privileges in concierge, rescue, medical care, even education.
The agent further explained that with enough time and spending on the Earl Platinum Card,
it could automatically upgrade to the Centurion Card for even grander benefits.
Annual fee? Just 18,000. Easily covered by points earned from regular spending—doubled through various bonuses.
Gao Jing decided having such a card could be useful.
Since they reached out willingly,
he might as well accept.
Heng Hui Bank’s shift in attitude made sense.
Last time, his account received over 70 million,
but they needed to rule it was temporary funds—deposited today, withdrawn tomorrow.
So giving rewards immediately was risky.
Their initial outreach tested the waters, like knocking dates from a tree: try your luck.
What if you hook a client?
Now, truly seeing Gao Jing’s financial strength, they offered bait to reel him in.
Besides the Earl Platinum Card, Gao Jing’s client tier at Heng Hui Bank significantly rose.
Gaining more and better services.
Gao Jing graciously accepted.
Swallow the sugar coating, fire back the bullet!
Once again, he mercilessly rejected the agent’s financial pitch.
“Bunch of crooks!”
As Gao Jing hung up, Niu Jinxing instantly morphed from motivational guru into venomous critic.
He scoffed, “Don’t listen to their lies. Predators, the whole lot!”
Niu Jinxing knew a friend recently duped into a Heng Hui Bank investment product.
The advisor flew from Hong Kong Island to sign him in the Provincial Capital—service impeccable,
promises too dazzling to resist.
Result? His friend invested 20 million,
and within two months, not only lost it all,
but also OWED Heng Hui Bank 15 million more!
His friend was so furious he nearly collapsed, rushing to Hong Kong Island to sue.
Where was the justice? The rule of law?
Their lawyers just produced the contract—entirely in English—detailing its risk clauses.
His friend was speechless!
He didn’t understand English and had been mentally disarmed during the signing.
Losing the lawsuit was inevitable.
He could only accept defeat.
“Depositing, transferring funds—that’s fine.”
Niu Jinxing concluded darkly, “But never, EVER touch their ’investments.’”
Truly, Gao Jing didn’t need the warning—he’d never fall for such traps.
But he appreciated Niu Jinxing’s goodwill.
“Ah, almost forgot.”
Gao Jing pulled out a prepared paper bag. “The Hundred-Fruit Wine I promised you.”
Inside lay just one bottle of Mountain Ape Wine,
roughly two pounds.
After recognizing Mountain Ape Wine’s worth, selling it no longer crossed his mind.
Hundreds of kilograms of Mountain Ape Wine were currently in the Storage Space.
Gao Jing planned to keep it as not for sale.
He would only give it as a gift, no selling.
But this gift-giving had very high requirements.
For example, just like now, Niu Jinxing had made a huge deal with him worth billions of yuan.
He gave one bottle as a gift.
If anyone wanted more, there was none left, no money could buy it!
Or an exchange for other benefits could work too.
The power to judge the value was totally in Gao Jing’s hands.
It was a great sugar-coated lure.
“Ah yaya!”
Niu Jinxing suddenly looked very happy and hugged the paper bag as if it were a treasure.
He couldn’t wait to open the bag and see inside.
Exactly as he thought!
A handmade clay bottle by an Impressionist master artist.
An amazing cork made of star-saturated Rosewood with cloud patterns and wave scales.
It was all high-end luxury from the start to the end.
Very impressive!
He couldn’t stop saying, “So it’s called Hundred-Fruit Wine? That’s a great name, deep and full of meaning!”
Gao Jing: “…”
Niu Jinxing totally didn’t notice Gao Jing’s look then.
He had brought people to the Provincial Capital that day.
Besides buying this Red Sandalwood from Gao Jing, the main reason was for this bottle of fruit wine!
Without the fruit wine, he couldn’t explain anything to his parents back home.
Now he finally got what he wanted.
He almost cried right there as a grown man.
Niu Jinxing didn’t want to say how many times he had been nagged these past days.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He fell into a big problem again.
“Brother Gao, is there really just one bottle? Can you find another way? I would owe you for it!”
Thinking back to that day of fun movements, like an electric swim at 4 a.m.!
Wow wow wow!!
Gao Jing shook his head coldly: “It’s really gone.”
“Sigh.”
Niu Jinxing gave a long sad and pitiful moan.
There was no choice because he was a good son who could only want it but not take it.
Otherwise, thunder would strike him five times.
Or should he kneel and beg the old master for a cup?
Niu Jinxing’s thoughts quickly became active!
“Come on, come on.”
He carefully placed the paper bag with the Hundred-Fruit Wine bottle to the side and picked up the Flying Moutai on the table: “Brother Gao, let’s have two more cups! We must drink happily today!”
Gao Jing wasn’t afraid of him at all.
Didn’t he know this brother was superhuman now?