Chapter 241 Good Master
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There was a commotion in the venue.
"Hey, what's going on? The mermaid has already been auctioned off? Why can't I remember it?"
"I seem to remember that the rich man in Box 10 offered 10 billion Baileys in the end, and the deal should have been made later. Who would dare to increase the price after it's already billion?"
"Hush! Didn't you hear the people at the auction house whispering? The guy in Box 1 seems to be from the world's aristocracy. Don't ask any more questions. Go get the items you bought and go back quickly."
"I see. I was wondering why it seemed like the hammer hadn't been struck yet. It turns out that the Celestial Dragons made the bid for it. No wonder. Let's go quickly. Less trouble is worse than more."
Due to the lack of memory about the two celestial dragons who had appeared at the auction, the people in the audience discussed for a while before accepting the result that the mermaid was sold to the VIP in Box 1 at a sky-high price of 10 billion berries, and began to leave.
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There are two forms of auctioning goods. One is that the seller consigns the goods and charges 10% of the transaction price as a handling fee after the transaction is completed. The other is that the auction house trades with the seller in advance, acquires the goods and then auctions them. Most of the time, the latter is chosen because the profit is relatively much higher.
Ordinary people were not qualified to negotiate terms, as items were usually bought out by auction houses at lower prices in advance, and many suppliers were pirates, slave traders, and gangsters, who would not feel comfortable unless they received the money on the spot.
Don't ask how I know that, Ger just heard it.
"Sir, not counting the last mermaid, the total transaction amount of this auction is 34 billion berries, with a total profit of 8 million berries, which is much less than expected. The reason is..."
In a luxurious office, a man with a mustache who had successfully been promoted to the head of the auction house stood aside with an account book in his hand, reporting every detail.
As Gel listened, he played with all kinds of things he had never seen before in the office, including manuscripts that looked very valuable, parchment scrolls that looked like treasure maps, and some exquisite handicrafts that seemed to be made of ivory and tortoise shell.
Seeing that Gel put the things he liked directly into his pocket, just as casually as if he were at home, without any embarrassment at all, the mustache couldn't help but twitch his eyes. This gentleman is really strange. He is so rich and powerful, but he still likes to take advantage of this little thing. He continued:
"Sir, in addition to the mermaid, there are several pirate captain slaves that have been sold but have no buyers. We can't remember who bought them, and even the records are blank. It's very strange."
When talking about this supernatural phenomenon that he had never encountered before, the man with a mustache glanced nervously at the expression on Gel's face, fearing that Gel would think he was fooling him.
Of course Gel knew why this happened, those pirate slaves were originally captured by the Celestial Dragons, and now the father and son of the Celestial Dragons had become toys, lying peacefully in their own system space. There would definitely be no one to deliver and take away those slaves.
"Ahem, don't worry too much. I'll sell it next time."
Gel took a bite of it in his mouth, identified it as a gold-plated work of art, then put a golden Pegasus ornament back in its place with disdain and replied with a smile.
"Yes, thank you, sir! Please rest assured that they will be sold at a good price at the next auction!"
The man with a small mustache felt warm in his heart, and thought that he was following a good master, who not only did not doubt or blame him when such a big mistake happened, but also took the initiative to comfort him.
I am so touched!
"Sir, Auction House No. 10 holds a small auction every week and a medium-sized auction every month. Large auctions like today depend on the goods, and there are usually two to three auctions a year. Excluding large auctions, the monthly profit is stable at around 2 billion Baileys, and the auction house actually gets less than 8%. Previously, Xieryin had to pay million to the several Tianlong people who supported him behind the scenes every month."
The mustache guy continued to introduce some fundamentals of the auction floor.
Gel nodded, secretly feeling that this business was truly lucrative. This was just an auction, and the monthly profit was as much as a country's annual astronomical income!
There must be many similar organizations engaged in slave trade in other parts of the world and in the underground black market. Everyone wants to rush in to get a piece of this lucrative industry. You should know that there is more than one auction house in the Chabaody Archipelago alone, but the Chabaody No. 1 Auction House has the strongest background, so it has become the only one in the market.
Gel is only relying on his fake identity as a celestial dragon to trick the guy with a mustache, but he has no intention of actually taking over the auction house and turning it into his own business.
Gel didn't take himself too seriously and wanted to ban the slave trade just by talking, but at least he didn't have the ability to do it at the moment.
As for directly destroying the auction house, it is not only meaningless but also counterproductive. Without the No. 1 auction house, all kinds of messy small auction houses will begin to expand rapidly and disorderly, and there will be more innocent victims. There will be no harm if there is no buying and selling. In this case, even if the face is lost, the fruits of the labor will be humiliated.
"Da da da!"
While Gel was thinking about what he could do, a group of guards in auction uniforms came in carrying a dozen boxes. The man with a mustache stepped forward and opened a box, only to see that it was filled with stacks of Baileys. It was estimated that each box contained exactly 100 million Baileys.
"My Lord, this is the total profit from this month and today's auction, a total of 18 billion. Excluding the 2300 million that we have to give to those Celestial Dragon families every month, the remaining 8 billion Baileys is for you, my Lord!"
The man with a small mustache bowed and saluted respectfully. He knew that he had to hold on to Gel's thigh tightly, otherwise there would be so many people secretly jealous of such a big industry. How could he keep it? So he gave it all away, keeping only the funds to maintain the normal operation of the auction house and planned to give away the rest.
Gel picked up Rab and put him on his shoulder, walked forward, took out a suitcase and said with a smile:
"Let all the staff at the auction house share this equally, and treat it as employee benefits."
"Okay, thank you for your consideration!"
The man with a mustache nodded in agreement.
"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir!"
When the guards at the auction hall remembered that they also had a share, they all happily thanked Gel.
Gel smiled and waved his hand, then instructed Barrett and Weible:
"Come on, take all the rest!"
"Ah, sir, if the other Celestial Dragons don't continue to maintain good relations, then maybe..."
Before the mustache man could finish his words, he was interrupted by Gol:
"Don't panic. From now on, you don't have to show respect to those celestial dragons. My name is Feigarand Red Hair Saint. From now on, this auction house will be protected by our Feigarand family. You only need to show respect to me. I often travel and don't live in the holy land. If anyone dares to cause trouble, just go to Mary Geoise and ask to see our clan leader, Feigarand Galin Saint. Just tell me my name and he will come forward to help you solve all problems!"
"Okay, okay! Thank you, sir. I'll remember it! I feel relieved with your words!"
Moustache said excitedly.
Judging from the other party's arrogant tone, the Feigaland family must be a more powerful family among the Celestial Dragons. I will be a person with a backing and background in the future!
Why worry about not achieving great things if the overall situation is not stable!
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