In Ding Yongzhi's view, Xiang Yu was a business idiot; he didn't understand why Xiang Yu was so wealthy, which could only be explained in one way – sheer dumb luck.
"Brother Xiang, since you're so sincere, this batch of goods is all yours. We'll meet at the dock tonight," Ding Yongzhi said generously.
"Tonight?" Xiang Yu asked, puzzled.
"Yes, our goods will arrive at the dock tonight," Ding Yongzhi confirmed.
"Tonight won't work, I'm busy. Have them change the time to tomorrow night," Xiang Yu said, leaving no room for argument. He already had plans for tonight, and since the arrangements were in place, he couldn't easily change them.
Ding Yongzhi gave a somewhat regretful sigh, saying with difficulty, "Brother Xiang, you know this is a high-risk business. If we let them drift at sea for another day, it might increase the risk."
