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Chapter 24 Transactions

When Li Zhen lit a cigarette, he took a sip of the cocktail and almost vomited it out. Toy Bar's strict screening system allowed few people to work in Toy Hotel, so there were no professional bartenders here. The so-called bartenders have always mixed several wines of different colors, which looked like cocktails, and that's all.

This is also a point that Li Zhen has always wanted to complain about. You are so profitable. Even if you can't recruit people, you can find someone to learn it. However, it is estimated that Toy Hotel thinks that nothing is really here to drink, so it has never taken it to heart.

Shaking his head and putting down the wine glass, there was already a white man wearing a mask sitting opposite Li Zhen. He picked up Li Zhen's Marlboro and gently pinched it, and then lit it with his own lighter: "Tell me?"

"Can!"

"What kind of information?"

"I don't think you can eat the information worth 50 million US dollars!"

After Li Zhen finished speaking, he did not continue. Hearing Li Zhen's words, the white man stood up and left. The information of 50 million US dollars was already a sky-high price in the intelligence community.

He couldn't afford the price, and at the same time he couldn't afford the risk behind it. Li Zhen always had a faint smile on his face, continued to smoke, and his fingers kept turning the lighter, looking a little bored.

Li Zhen has contacted the buyer and met here. Li Zhen is waiting for the buyer to qualify. For intelligence personnel, a safe trading environment is very important. Toy Hotel is one of the safest trading locations.

Soon after Li Zhen sent away several people who came over to test, a white man with a beard of about 1.7 meters and a bearded man walked to Li Zhen, not wearing a mask, and was carrying a bottle of vodka in his hand. After seeing what Li Zhen had on the table, he sat down openly.

"You're looking for me? Tell me, what information!"

This fat man called himself Chernberg. Ordinary people think this is just a person's name, but in the Slavic myth system, this name represents the Black God, the God of Darkness and Sorrow.

This guy is also a very famous broker. In the afternoon, he was the person he contacted in the Russian game. The contact information of this guy is to drop an item at the designated location in the game. Then he will take the initiative to contact you after he goes online.

The game was developed by him. As long as it is convenient for others to find him, why do you say you don’t use a mobile phone or social software to contact him? Haha, as long as your phone is turned on and used, there is a way to locate you and throw away your phone card? It’s not alarmist, but you can find you by phone coding.

"The American intelligence, Fort Decreck! Some of the information is here, 50 million dollars!"

Li Zhen did not delay and directly handed over the information. This information was just basic information, mixed with some code names for top-secret experiments, but it could verify the authenticity of this information.

Including the name of the experiment, the participants in the experiment, etc., you can find it as long as you want to investigate.

Intelligence transactions are a very complicated matter in themselves. This is just the first time to contact us. If you want to complete a transaction, there is still a lot of way to go.

Chernberg looked at the information in his hand, quickly scanned it, raised his eyebrows, and placed it on the table: "It's interesting, I've initially judged that the content is true, but the price of 50 million US dollars is too high. No one in Russia is willing to spend 50 million US dollars to buy this information!"

Li Zhen smiled: "This price is the lowest price. I think you should know the value of this information. It is not measured by money, and I have to bear the risk of being chased by the Americans!"

Chernberg looked at Li Zhen and kept stroking the ring in his hand with his fingers. Li Zhen gently pushed the vodka in front of him and blocked the position of the ring: "Taste it, the cocktails here are not good, but the vodka is still very pure!"

“I need to confirm the authenticity of the information!”

"Of course, no problem, Fort Decreck is temporarily closed, their researchers are on vacation all over the world, you can choose one or more of them to ask, they will tell you that this is true or false, of course, I can also provide you with information about these people, but a list of 500,000 euros!"

Chernberg smiled: "I can handle this myself. Is there any news that will interest me?"

After saying that, he picked up Vodka and poured a bottle of wine, and then put the bottle aside. After seeing this, Li Zhen smiled and did not continue to use vodka to block his ring. The mask on his face was not given by the hotel, but a special mask customized by himself. There was no outline at all. It was almost impossible to analyze his appearance through this.

When Li Zhen heard Chernberg's words, he thought for a while: "I have a message about the British royal family, but you need to verify this news yourself, and I need to pay first!"

"Oh, how many?"

Regarding the news about the British royal family, Chernerberg thought about it and became interested. As a Russian broker, it was very difficult to integrate into the upstream society in Europe, so he needed various ways to make friends and finally slowly integrate into the circle.

The example of this is Chelsea's boss Abu. In addition to spending a lot of money to buy the Chelsea football team, Abu secretly spent money to collect some living habits of many old British aristocrats, constantly creating opportunities to approach, and finally slowly being contacted by the upstream European society.

Abu was trying to survive. Although he was a billionaire and a Russian oligarch, under the pressure of the emperor, he could only enhance his influence in Europe as much as possible, making the emperor a little afraid of not daring to do something to himself. As a result, Abu was still successful, at least still alive, and did not die in his apartment like a wealthy man hiding.

Chernberg wanted to get into the upper European society because he wanted to collect information. When he integrated into some circles, the information he had to buy could be easily obtained. As a businessman, he definitely hoped that the less money he spent, the better, but to package himself, Chernberg had already spent a lot of money.

"Not expensive, 300,000 euros!"

"Can you be sure?"

Li Zhen smiled: "Who dares to say that everything in his hands is true in this industry?"

"Okay, check or transfer!"

"This is the card number!"

"Hold on!"

Chernberg quickly took out his cell phone, sent a text message, and looked at Li Zhen about half a minute later: "It's already arrived!"

"good!"

Li Zhen took out his small book, tore off the news that Karina said about the British royal family Harry and Meghan were about to withdraw from the royal family, and handed it to Chernberg!

After taking the note, Chernberg took the note and glanced, he immediately took out the lighter and burned it directly, put the ashes into the wine glass, then shook it and poured it into the trash can: "Interesting news!"

Not only did he stare at the small notebook in Li Zhen's hand.

"Happy cooperation, I hope the next time is more pleasant!"
Chapter completed!
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