"Didn't you start a company, why did you enter this circle again?" Xing Jie asked after handing over a cigarette.

"Yes, this is one of my businesses. However, the current salesman is not easy to find, and everything can only be done by me personally. But after Isabel gave birth, she and Wu came here to help. Aziz said as a matter of course.

Xing Jie's eyes widened, and he stopped with a snort.

"You said that you need a lot of money to open a company, I thought you were going to open some kind of industrial or financial company. You've been around for a long time, and you're a leather bag company. That's just the tens of millions of dollars you use?"

"What's that thing in the bag company? Oh, you mean we're small. Yes, the current scale of our company is not large, but the scope of involvement is relatively broad. It mainly includes the training of archaeological personnel, poaching, and the transportation and sale of various cultural relics.

Of course, there is also help to deal with various difficult problems encountered by various teams in the process of excavation. As for the question you asked about money, you, as one of the shareholders of the company, are certainly qualified to know. I'll ask the finance staff to send the last quarter's report to your mailbox. ”

Xing Jie let out a long breath and forced the fire into his stomach. What a broken company, isn't it just a mercenary organization that buys and sells cultural relics? It's so lofty, but it still can't cover up that so far, the one who has rushed to the front line is Aziz, the chairman and CEO! Even if you throw so much money into the water, you can see the boss a wave, but now? I don't even see a shadow.

Professor Clint Cow, hurry up and take this demon of Aziz. This bastard is not going to make the flower girl now, but to bring disaster to our former friends. Although it's not bad money, the more than 5 million people don't blow in the wind, and they are also earned by hard work.

"Dear Jay, I forgot to introduce you. Professor Clint Tekau is also the newest honorary advisor of our company, mainly responsible for the identification of various artefacts, as well as the training of newcomers and the guidance of archaeological site excavations. You don't know, professors are particularly sought-after now, especially in Egypt, where major organizations have hired them, and the appearance fee has reached five million US dollars. Aziz looked smug and his eyes turned to the sky.

Xing Jie's puff of cigarette hit his throat and eyes, causing a crazy cough. After a long time, I struggled with tears in my eyes. Doesn't it mean that this professor has terminal cancer? What does that mean now? Besides, someone of the professor's level can also be invited by someone like Aziz?

It can't be an old bar in a new bottle, but judging by Aziz's usual urine, it's very likely. Maybe after a while, the entire U.S. imperialist team will come to Aziz's company as mercenaries.

It's shameless, worthy of the surname Morgan!

Although Xing Jie didn't know the reason why they were playing like this, it was useless to say anything now, what else could they say?

"Which, which, Aziz, why haven't I heard of the fact that you said that the professor is the chief consultant of the company? I remember that two days ago he was a tenured professor at Princeton University, how did he go to the company in a blink of an eye?"

"Well, well, yes, on the plane I talked to the professor about the company's great prospects, and the professor was very recognizant of it, so he joined the company just two hours ago......"

Xing Jie felt a toothache, and Britta on the side also felt a little confused. She has always felt that Xing Jie is shameless enough, but it seems that she still has little knowledge.

Xing Jie stood up, turned around and was about to leave, he didn't care what the hell Aziz had opened. As for the excavation of this place, even if Xing Jie doesn't say it, someone in the team will naturally report it.

Coming to the edge of Gu Xun, Xing Jie sat down on the rock wall. Seeing his feet being beaten by the waves, he lit a cigarette and held it to his mouth rather dejectedly.

When did you start to treat human life as nothing?

This is Alyssa, the one who has fought alongside her anyway.

Why did he just kill her without listening to her at all? Why did he become so cold-blooded? Did he just think that Alyssa had insulted him?

That's right, Alyssa has been hiding her all along, as she has been since the first time I met her. She has an unspeakable secret, but is it really appropriate to blow her head in the head with such a shot?

"The promissory note of the Swiss bank, the amount is 200 million, which is enough for you to take back and pay the upper echelons of the eight. This sentence has been echoing in Xing Jie's ears, that kind of contemptuous smile, like words of charity, making Xing Jie's heart feel like being bitten by poisonous insects.

Who will she kill if she doesn't kill her?

I didn't deal with the guy in the Eight Divisions, but it wasn't the turn of anyone else to point fingers at me. No matter how hard we make trouble, it's our business to close the door and fly up the big brain, what are you talking about?

When did I, Xing Jie, care about all this money, and come and slap me in the face with a broken check?

You deserve to blow your head off!

Xing Jie's mouth kept muttering, as if he was self-hypnosis.

"First killing?"

"How is that possible?"

"Well, it seems that this is the first time to kill someone as familiar as yourself. ”

"It's none of your business. ”

Britta didn't speak, just put a bottle of wine next to Xing Jie and stood up again. The mountain breeze blew slightly, and Brita's voice seemed to come from the sky: "If you are in a bad mood, try this bottle of absinthe, this is the wine of Muller's hometown, after drinking it you will have a good night's sleep, but the degree is not too high, I suggest you just try it." ”

The bottle in your hand is a traditional clear bottle with a red cap. This image doesn't give Xing Jie much impression, just like the inferior liquor he bought for his old father in the vegetable market. The simple packaging is printed with a huge 80 lettering. Needless to say, this is the alcohol content that serves as a warning.

Paralyzing, 80-degree wine, what's the difference between that and alcohol? But it's nice to have this thing now, let me forget about this unpleasant thing.

Unscrew the cap and a crisp aroma of wine comes out. Not bad, at least it doesn't smell like that pungent alcohol. After one bite, my lips immediately felt numb, and then from my throat to my stomach, it was like someone had been punched hard and swallowed a fire, and then my whole body seemed to be burning.

"Good guy, it's hard enough!" Xing Jie snorted. After speaking, he poured down a few large mouthfuls in one go, and this time, his hairs stood up, followed by the pores of his body opened. His mind was like mush, his eyes were red, and immediately after, his whole body began to shake.

"Good Wine ......"

After a mutter, the man began to fall backwards.