Half an hourter, avishly dressed woman in her thirties entered the inte cafe with her nose


    pinched.


    Her slightly bulging abdomen indicated her pregnancy.


    “Honey,” Ivan greeted her with deference.


    Jessica Stewart rolled her eyes at Ivan. “Could you please pay attention to the hygiene of this ce?


    With such a strong foot odor, who would want to visit?”


    Ivan scratched his head. “It’s full every day. It’s only around seven or eight in the morning that we don’t


    have many customers.”


    The woman took out a bundle tightly wrapped in newspaper from her bag.


    “Here’s 100 thousand dors. Keep the remaining 20 thousand for yourself. Next time, call me directly


    if you need money. My dad already looks down on you. Yet you keep asking him for money.”


    “Yes, honey,” Ivan replied with an awkward smile.


    He epted the money from the woman, then smiled and said, “You go rest in the bedroom first. I’ll go


    find that kid to trade the equipment!”


    The woman nodded and headed toward Ivan’s bedroom.


    Ivan unwrapped the newspaper and took out 20 thousand. Then, he ced the remaining 80 thousand


    in


    front of Carlisle. “Here’s 80 thousand. Count it!”


    Sean stared in disbelief at the crisp new bills amounting to 80 thousand dors. He found it hard to


    catch


    his breath.


    His father had managed to save only around 100 thousand dors after more than a decade in


    business.


    In fact, each employee’s wage was a mere 600 dors in his father’s store.


    And here was Carlisle, selling a single piece of equipment for 80 thousand dors.


    Given Carlisle’s rebirth, he had experienced more than a decade of economic growth. His


    understanding of 80 thousand dors transcended the current society.


    Carlisle just nced at the stack of money indifferently and said, “Let’s log in and make the trade now.”


    Ivan returned to the counter and logged into his ount.


    your username ‘Bygones_b_bygones“?” Ivan asked.


    “Yes. Are you The_Whisperwind“? Carlisle confirmed again, even though they had already confirmed


    the Information earlier.


    “Yeah, that’s me.” Ivan clicked directly on the trade.


    Carlisle dragged the Heavenly Sword into the trade window.


    Ivan purchased the Heavenly Sword for the price of one gold coin.


    Once the transaction waspleted, Carlisle felt a wave of relief wash over him.


    This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    After Ivan checked the attributes of the Heavenly Sword, he took out a camera from the drawer and


    snapped a few pictures.


    He had purchased the Heavenly Sword with the intention to resell it at a higher price. Buying it for 80


    thousand and reselling it for 100 thousand would yield him a profit of 20 thousand.


    It would take his small inte cafe four months just to earn that much.


    “Mr. Sanders, it’s gettingte. We’ll take off now.” Carlisle and Sean had already left their seats.


    “Okay, Carlisle. We’re officially friends now.”


    Ivan rose from his seat and handed them cigarettes. “Whenever you drop by to use the inte in the


    future, I’ll only charge you a dor!”


    Carlisle nodded with a smile. “Thanks, Mr. Sanders!”


    Ivan escorted the pair out of the inte cafe.


    Carlisle and Sean went straight to a restaurant and treated themselves to avish breakfast.


    As they were about to finish their meal, Carlisle took out 20 thousand dors and handed it to Sean.


    Sean, this 20 thousand is for you!”


    “Carl… This-” Sean gaped at Carlisle in disbelief.


    This wasn’t a negligible amount of 20 dors or 200 dors. It was 20 thousand dors!


    Even his father couldn’t simply hand over 20 thousand dors to him like this.


    “Take it!” Carlisle insisted, forcefully handing the money to Sean.


    “Thanks, Carl, Sean said, his eyes reddening with emotion.


    With a friend like Carl, Sean wondered what more he could ask for.


    After they left the restaurant, Carlisle went to a cell phone store to purchase a phone.


    The disy case was brimmed with outdated keypad phones. This was the era when keypad phones


    were all the rage.


    gh–end brand’s keypad phone would be priced at around 3000 to 4000 dors.


    Carlisle quickly selected an exquisite and stylish flip phone.


    The Motor Razr V3 had just been releasedst month. The store was adorned with posters of it.


    However, the price was slightly outrageous. It was priced at 4200 dors.