It can be said that as long as Field sells the orders in his hand, he can make a profit of at least twenty percent.
The Wild Wolf Gang obviously prepared for this business event for a long time, as they had a lot of goods. Just the magical sniper rifles alone numbered ten, priced at fifty-eight thousand each, totaling five hundred and eighty thousand. And there were over a hundred other magical cannons, each priced at tens of thousands, totaling over three hundred and sixty thousand. If Field sells these orders, he can make over seven hundred thousand gold coins!
Field doesn't plan to sell the orders directly. He is currently acting as a middleman and wants to use these orders to exchange for even bigger orders.
"Big brother, what's our next move?" a merchant following behind Field asked.
Field chuckled and looked at Qiqi on his shoulder, asking, "Is the report ready?"
Qiqi immediately responded, "Meow, it's ready!"
"The magical life devices in Zone 14 are the cheapest, followed by Zone 29, 41..."
"The merchant guild in Zone 8 lacks magical weapons, and the potion merchant in Zone 48 wants to purchase a large quantity of functional magical devices."
"The magical cannon merchants in Zone 4 are buying and selling, offering prices four percent higher than market price when selling, and three percent lower when buying. They focus on volume to profit from the price difference."
"The average price of goods here is also about two to four percent higher than market price..."
Qiqi recited these details to Field, who nodded in satisfaction. These were the information he had collected along the way and verbally relayed to Qiqi, who then simplified and recorded them in a notebook.
It was evident that Qiqi's business abilities were excellent, with quick thinking and clear organization skills.
Field was even more fond of her now.
With many wealthy and influential people gathered at the event center, prices were naturally higher than market rates. These merchants would do whatever it took to fleece the fat cats.
But here, one could also find many items unavailable elsewhere, so the wealthy were willing to be fleeced.
"Alright, your task now is to gradually sell these orders to the magical cannon merchants in Zone 4," Field said.
"They buy and sell in large quantities to profit from the price difference. You can offer some discounts, but not lower than one percent below market price. The more you negotiate, the more you earn. It's up to you."
"After selling the orders, hand over all the down payments to me. I'll allocate them to place more orders."
"During this time, pay attention to these merchants who buy and sell, and report back to me with detailed information. The more precise, the better, as it will determine how much you can earn next."
The rest was simple. Field sold all the orders in his hand, exchanged them for down payments, then used the down payments to purchase more orders. He specialized in dealing with merchants who buy and sell in large quantities, using their goods to trade with those who need them, and profiting from the price difference.
Then he repeated the process.
The merchants made a profit of thirty percent on each deal, of which Field took twenty percent, leaving one percent for negotiation. This way, they were happy to earn money while running errands for Field, who in turn made a profit while constantly gathering various information.
Based on this information, Field could make real-time adjustments and use the accumulating down payments to purchase more orders suitable for profiting from the price difference.
This required control over the market.
One of the effects of Field's giant physique was his excellent memory, crucial in this fast-paced business trade where information was key.
With each transaction, Field's control over the market within his scope became more precise, and he attracted more merchants to join in. Each new participant had to go through him as the intermediary.
Field continued to offer discounts, but ultimately, the merchants who ran errands for him made more profit. He made less profit individually, but with more people joining in and the pace of transactions increasing, Field ended up making more than before.
Field wasn't just after money; he also wanted orders. With more intermediaries, he could hold more orders at the same time, making it difficult for others to acquire orders from anyone but him.
Orders were as good as gold here. Once Field had enough orders, he would be the sole distributor.
And with plenty of down payments, Field could double his purchasing power here. Down payments acted as purchasing power, doubling his buying capacity until delivery.
So having plenty of down payments meant Field could continuously acquire new orders, provided he could turn them over quickly.
Eventually, Field controlled nearly half of the event center's exhibition area.
This move was something Field learned from the trade wars of his previous life's company. The wars between companies were brutal, far more terrifying than the commercial battles in this world.
They even involved internet information, with a faster and tighter rhythm, where billions could change hands in minutes. Companies pulled out all the stops, with every move lethal.
And it wasn't just confined to one domain but involved land, sea, air, and cyber aspects. Think of planes bombing your company, assassins killing your executives, hackers frying the brains of your employees fitted with cybernetic implants. If you dared to compete with them, they'd send a nuclear bomb straight to your doorstep.
It's chilling just to think about it.
So even though Field only learned a little bit from that world, it was enough in this world where trade was much simpler.
But what about the chaos of orders?
There was no need to worry about that at all. Each order had a sender and a delivery point. The recipient just needed to find the sender at the designated time and place.
Field controlled half of the exhibition area, and that was the limit.
Even though Field's giant brain brought him extraordinary abilities, such as increased memory, thinking capacity, reaction speed, and calculation skills, it was still a challenge for Qiqi.
She was essentially an external processor for Field, helping him organize the information collected from various sources.
At this moment, Qiqi was extremely tense, her tail curled around Field's arm, her little hands writing frantically in her notebook, almost smoking.
It was evident that Qiqi's business abilities were strong.
Although she was only involved in simple statistics, with Field handling the analysis, management, and allocation tasks, it still required quick reaction speed to handle such high-intensity statistical tasks.
The cat people's reaction speed did not disappoint.
"Alright, once these orders are placed, we're done," Field handed the last batch of orders to the merchants and stretched lazily.
Qiqi finally stopped writing in her notebook, her head feeling hot and overwhelmed.
"Meow, I'm so tired..."
"My head feels like it's on fire..."
"Overloaded," Field chuckled, then rubbed Qiqi's head. "You've worked hard. Rest now; we've made enough."
"And, those people over there have noticed us," Field looked towards the officials who had been talking to the big merchants. Many of them were now looking at him.
Indeed, in just three hours, Field had gone from being alone to becoming a hub for half of the market, speeding up the pace of market trade.
The business event was supposed to last the whole night.
But before half the time was up, a large number of merchants were already satisfied and packing
up to go home, having made their money.
Who didn't make money?
That would be the other half of the exhibitors who couldn't keep up with Field's trading pace, and the wealthy who had almost emptied their pockets participating in the event.
So, at this moment, Field became the center of attention in the entire venue.
It was hard not to notice him.
Of course, it might also be because of the mountain of orders behind him.
Yes, orders, not down payments.
Because down payments had to be handed over to the sellers, they couldn't be kept.
But orders were different. With orders, Field was essentially the supplier.
So, by the second half of the event, Field changed his focus from down payments to orders, using the down payments earned from trading to double his purchasing power and acquire more orders.
In other words, he had already received the goods from these orders and settled the final payments with other orders.
He didn't touch a single gold coin from the fifty thousand he had.
So, at this moment, all eyes were on Field.
Hilda and Britney, not far away, were already dumbfounded.
At this moment, the entire commercial activity area was divided into two sides. On one side, merchants still gathered in crowds, while on the other side, merchants were sparse, with only a few remaining, and some even packing up their stalls. Meanwhile, Field stood in the center of the empty space, with a towering stack of order books behind him.
Yes, order books, not just simplified single-page orders. In fact, there was only one page per order, and even with all the orders stacked up in Field's hands, they only made a slightly thicker pile. But this guy, in order to show off, had people bring over detailed instruction manuals for all the magical weapons, which were standard equipment and readily available from most magical weapon merchants. After stacking up all these detailed instruction manuals, they were higher than anyone else's stack and even formed several piles. Only Field's stack was the true orders.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Field smiled, then calmly picked up a glass of wine from the side and gestured towards the group of officials from Grillea City before downing the drink in one go. After finishing the drink, he leisurely lit a cigarette.
Qiqi's notebook was a bit swollen from all the writing, and Field felt a bit sorry for her, so he didn't let her light a cigarette. He just stood there, leaning against a pile of books and orders, smoking as if waiting for something.
On the side of the Grillea City officials, they began to converse, and soon someone headed towards the Grillea City Government Hall, presumably to report to the real boss.
This was exactly what Field wanted.
Just wait patiently, someone would come.
If not, he would just pack up and go home for a good sleep, since he had already made a killing. These orders added up to at least twenty million gold, enough for him to splurge.
This wasn't just making a profit from price differences; it was real pure profit!
But before the boss arrived, Hilda and the others arrived.
"Field, are these... all yours?" Hilda looked at the thick stack of orders and couldn't help but ask.
"Mhm~" Field nodded with a smile, then looked at Britney next to Hilda, raising an eyebrow slightly.
"Are you convinced now?"
Britney: "..."
"Alright, I admit it, you're really something," Britney said reluctantly, though she didn't want to.
"Thank you," Field said with a satisfied smile.
"Field, how did you do it?" Hilda came to Field's side, touching the weapon manuals with shining eyes, and asked eagerly.
She thought it was amazing. How could a mercenary like him make so much money from merchants?
Compared to that, the sponsorship she had secured earlier seemed insignificant.
"Talent, plus a capable Qiqi," Field chuckled.
Qiqi also laughed, feeling proud of her contribution. She had participated as well, so at this moment, she also stood tall and proud, looking very pleased with herself.
"So amazing..." Hilda was still marveling.
At this moment, a cry of surprise rang out.
Everyone turned to look, and they saw a man standing on the steps of the magnificent door of the government hall, his hands behind his back.
Field flicked away the cigarette butt and stood up straight.
Look, the boss is here.
The man was dressed modestly yet luxuriously, with neatly combed back hair and rimless glasses, giving him a refined and gentle appearance. Although not young, he still stood tall and emitted the charm of a middle-aged man.
He stood with his hands behind his back, stepping forward slowly but with rapid speed, and everyone he passed bowed and saluted.
"Lord Mayor."
"Lord Mayor."
"... "
In no time, he arrived in front of Field.
Britney lifted her skirt slightly and curtsied, "Lord Mayor."
Hilda smiled and nodded, "Uncle Mel."
Hey, just listen to that address, the relationship was different.
Field was also somewhat surprised. Originally, he thought he would attract high-ranking officials from the government hall, after all, the high-ranking officials of Grillea City and those of Heidu were not on the same level of "high."
But he didn't expect to directly attract the biggest boss of Heidu.
The Lord Mayor of Grillea City!