Amy

"Purple Sandalwood?!" The young man was astonished. "Do you actually have Purple Sandalwood? Is it real or fake? That stuff is highly valuable in the market. Ordinary people can't get their hands on it. As long as you have it, there's no worry about selling it. However, there are also many fakes. You haven't been deceived, have you?" It's no wonder the young man doubted Jake. Purple Sandalwood is truly not something an ordinary person can obtain. Without connections or channels, it's impossible to come across such a thing. And Jake, who seemed like a newcomer to the industry, how could he acquire such timber?

"I'm actually helping someone else sell it to make a profit," Jake replied with a smile.

The young man didn't doubt Jake's words and nodded, saying, "If you do have Purple Sandalwood, we'll buy it from you. We won't treat you unfairly in terms of price. Generally, the market price for a ton of Purple Sandalwood is around one million. The price can vary based on the quality, so we need to see the actual timber with our own eyes to determine the specific price."

Jake nodded and said, "It's not cheap."

"That's right," the young man agreed. "The market price for Purple Sandalwood has always been high. But to make money from it, you also need the ability to obtain the timber. It's not something anyone can do."

Purple Sandalwood is scarce in quantity, and generally, it takes over a hundred years to be suitable for making furniture or crafts. Timber below a hundred years can be used, but the quality varies significantly. For others, it might be difficult to obtain Purple Sandalwood, but for Jake now, it wasn't a challenging task. In the forest of the back mountain, he had discovered quite a few Purple Sandalwood trees, and each of them was tall and large, indicating their long growth period.

After bidding farewell to the young man, Jake wandered around the timber market for a long time. He had given away almost an entire pack of cigarettes, but he obtained a lot of information. Purple Sandalwood was indeed highly sought after, and as long as it was available, there was no worry about selling it. Moreover, the prices were generally around one million per ton, with little variation.

However, Jake noticed that when he mentioned he could obtain Purple Sandalwood, some people looked at him with different eyes. This made Jake feel a sense of caution, and he became more careful with his words. To avoid raising suspicion, Jake decided to acquire a few tons first as a trial run, to familiarize himself with the market and the situation, and then make further plans.

After gaining a good understanding of the situation, Jake intended to leave the timber market. However, at that moment, he noticed that the first young man he had inquired with was actually waiting for him near the entrance of the market. Seeing this, Jake was surprised internally but didn't show any unusual expression on his face.

"Mr. Jake, after our boss found out that you have Purple Sandalwood, she would like to meet you. She's currently in the store," the young man approached Jake and said, his attitude now much more respectful.

"Your boss? I don't think that's necessary. My timber hasn't been delivered yet," Jake furrowed his brow slightly.

Jake thought someone knew he had Purple Sandalwood and wanted to threaten him into selling it. In fact, during the time he spent in the market, others who learned about the timber also made suggestions, hoping to buy it from him.

"Mr. Jake, please rest assured. Our boss has no ill intentions. She just wants to meet you, Mr. Jake. As for whether the business can be finalized, it's up to you," the young man explained.

Evidently, the young man knew some of the situations in the timber market, so he didn't get angry or surprised by Jake's cautiousness.

After thinking for a moment, Jake nodded in agreement. Since the timber hadn't arrived yet, even if the other party wanted to seize it, there was no way for them to do so. Moreover, Jake had some confidence in his own abilities, and the young man had been polite the whole time. Jake didn't want to refuse and make things awkward.

The two quickly arrived at the same shop as before, which was noticeably smaller than the other shops. Jake had practically visited every shop in the timber market today. To Jake's surprise, waiting inside the shop was a beautiful woman, not the stout man he had imagined.

"Boss, Mr. Jake is here," the young man informed the woman.

"Mr. Jake, nice to meet you. I'm Amy, the owner here," the woman introduced herself and extended her hand to Jake with a gentle smile on her face.

"Jake," he replied, shaking her hand.

The young man who had brought Jake here had already left, so it was just Jake and Amy in the shop.

"I heard that you have Purple Sandalwood, Jake. I wonder if you can sell it to me?" Amy didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point.

Jake wasn't surprised by Amy's words. If she didn't want to buy the Purple Sandalwood from him, there would be no reason for her to meet with him.

"I do have a bit of Purple Sandalwood," Jake said. "For me, it doesn't matter who I sell it to as long as the price satisfies me." Jake's intention was clear – he didn't mind who the buyer was as long as they offered a high price.

"I'm willing to offer a slightly higher price than others." Amy responded, "As long as you, Mr. Jake, sell the Purple Sandalwood to me, in the future, whenever you want to sell, I can purchase it at a slightly higher price than the market." It was evident that Amy was eager to acquire the batch of timber in Jake's possession.

"As long as the price is high, I have no objections," Jake replied. Indeed, he was selling the timber to make money, so he wouldn't have any issues with money. If Amy was willing to offer a higher price, Jake naturally wouldn't mind selling the timber to her. Jake now had a rough idea of the prices offered by other buyers, so Amy couldn't deceive him on the price.

"I guarantee the price will satisfy Mr. Jake," Amy assured. "I'm wondering when Mr. Jake can have the timber delivered." Amy seemed anxious.

Jake thought for a moment and said, "Tomorrow."

"So soon?" Amy was delighted. She thought she would have to wait for some time but didn't expect it to be this fast. She quickly said, "Okay, I'll be here waiting for Mr. Jake tomorrow."

"Good," Jake agreed.

With the agreement settled, Jake left. Amy personally escorted him to the exit of the timber market, showing her full respect and regard for Jake.

Jake had a favorable impression of Amy, not because of her beauty, but because of her attitude. As he had said, he could sell the timber to anyone, and this was just his first attempt. If Amy deceived him, he could simply choose not to cooperate with her in the future.