Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 1953

A collectible hunter was a special name for a person dealing in the business of buying and selling collectibles. The nickname existed because this kind of person was able to see different prices and meanings for each collectible based on the customer.

Collectibles were not cheap, and their dealers were usually pretty well off. Jiro was undoubtedly a rich man, and some of his customers did not care much about money. However, they definitely cared about how they looked to others.

The collectible hunter would play the game of finding out the best price the customer could offer. This would show how much the customer cared about the collectible, and the seller would be able to make a good amount of money as well.

There were too many purveyors of personal secrets in the world, and the collectible hunter fell right into this category. However, these people could only find out the secrets of regular people, as cultivators came with auras of their own. Besides, Jiro was going up against Wilbur this time.

Wilbur obviously knew how to handle Jiro, who stuck out his hand then and said, "The lowest I can go is five million dollars, or you can forget it."

Wilbur's expression darkened. He got to his feet and turned to leave. Jiro said nothing until Wilbur was almost at the door. "Aren't you going to consider it a little longer, Mister Penn? The fourth dragon cauldron might mean a lot to you."

Wilbur said, "I told you my highest offer. Not only did you not listen to me, but you even tried adding two million dollars to the price tag. That's way more than I'm willing to pay, and so I don't think there's anything else we have to talk about."

Jiro said nothing, watching Wilbur leave wordlessly. Wilbur walked downstairs and had just reached the door when the butler called out to him. "Wait, Mister Penn! Mister Jiro's agreed to your offer of three million dollars. Please, go back upstairs and wait a little."

Wilbur sighed and turned around, heading back to the second floor when Jiro pushed the box right up to him. "Three million dollars, Mister Penn. It's all yours."