8-65 New York Trading

There was no heating in the office, the air conditioning was not turned on, the windows were wide open, and the cold wind was blowing in from outside, Wang Zhijun was wearing a thin sportswear, but there was heat rising on his head, he listened to Liu Ziguang's words, and replied without thinking: "Brother Liu, the brothers have long been mentally prepared for the life of fighting and killing. ”

Liu Ziguang waved his hand, took out a cigarette and threw it to Wang Zhijun: "Zhijun, the adventure I am talking about is not the beginning of the underworld in Jiangbei City, the kind of fighting and killing is too childish, and now the mixed society is all a money, how many opportunities do you really need to play with your life, I am talking about real adventure, the kind that is life-threatening anytime and anywhere, and you fight to the death on the battlefield." ”

Wang Zhijun smoked a cigarette, thought carefully about Liu Ziguang's words, and said for a while: "When I was a soldier, I wanted to be able to arrange a job after being discharged from the army, and jump out of the countryside, no one really likes to be a soldier, but after three years in the army, I really fell in love with that kind of military life, if there is really such an opportunity and can make money, I am willing to participate, but I dare not guarantee others, after all, no one wants to give their lives at any time when they come out to work." ”

Liu Ziguang said: "I understand, people who are born to like the career of Rong Ma do not exist, they need to fall in love with this life in the process, how to talk about love without experience, so let's help me find five men with excellent military literacy, bold and careful, there is a tolerance to go out, I am afraid that the Spring Festival will not be able to spend at home, but the business trip subsidy is very generous, 12,000 yuan per month, the company is responsible for buying accident insurance, you ask who is willing to do it." ”

Wang Zhijun's eyes lit up: "The treatment is so generous, I'll go down and ask them who is willing to do it, by the way, where to go on a business trip?" ”

"Africa, a war-torn region."

As soon as Wang Zhijun was sent away, the phone rang, and it turned out to be the number of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, Liu Ziguang picked up the phone, and a loud female voice came from the receiver: "Liu Ziguang, guess who I am?" ”

Liu Ziguang was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart when Hu Rong liked to make this kind of joke, but he reacted quickly and said with a smile: "I guess you are definitely not Miao Keke." ”

"It's necrotic, just guess it, by the way, I have something to do with you, the new official took office with three fires, and Director Han's first fire was to remove the temporary hired personnel with incomplete procedures, and the organization department reviewed your procedures for joining the police at that time, and now it is much worse, so ......"

"So I've also been dismissed, right, it's okay, you can get my police uniform and ID when you go back, it's just to help Lao Song make a cameo." Liu Ziguang said open-mindedly, although he was a little unhappy in his heart, there was no need to do it with other little girls.

"It's good that you can understand, Han Ju, the old fox, handed over all the work that offended people to me, and even people like you who have made meritorious contributions have to be cleaned up, it's really a good bird to hide the bow, alas, don't say it, someone is here, goodbye."

Putting down the phone, Liu Ziguang opened the drawer and took out a metal component, rode a bicycle to Chenguang Machinery Factory, found Deng Yunfeng and said: "Brother Deng, I have something here, you help me process it with high-quality steel, no matter the cost, the quality must be guaranteed, remember, you process it alone, you can't let anyone know." ”

Deng Yunfeng is now the director of the workshop, but the work on his hands has not been pulled down, he looked at the metal parts over and over, frowned and stopped.

"See what's it? So I'm telling you to keep it a secret, but don't worry, this thing is not used in China, and it will definitely not happen. ”

Deng Yunfeng stretched his brows and said: "Guang, you can scare me, although our Chenguang Factory has this ability, but making guns is a crime, and now it is being cracked down, have you heard?" ”

Liu Ziguang laughed: "Sure enough, it's Old Brother Deng, you can see something at a glance." ”

"If you guess correctly, it's a Type 63 receiver, I saw this thing when I was a child, and I was in the army with the old man at that time, this gun didn't work, and it was withdrawn after a few years of use, how many do you want to build?"

"Let's make fifty first."

"Fifty!" Deng Yunfeng gasped, fifty receivers mean fifty automatic rifles, not to mention the underworld, even the Municipal Public Security Bureau is afraid that it does not have such strong firepower, Liu Ziguang is a reliable person, and he will never mess around, it seems that this batch of parts is really processed for foreign customers.

"Okay, I'll do it for you personally, all of it is milled out of steel, and the quality is absolutely guaranteed." Deng Yunfeng swore and made a guarantee.

Then Liu Ziguang asked about the production of the batch of spears and bows and arrows, and Deng Yunfeng told him that the batch of goods was produced overtime, and it had already been loaded into containers and went to the provincial customs, and he didn't know if he was going to sea now.

……

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, the fifth team of geology and mining has five exploration technicians, Liu Ziguang has five security personnel, a total of ten people, passports and visas should be handed over to Wei Ziqian, before leaving, Liu Ziguang took out two Isatphonepro maritime satellite phones and handed them to Wang Zhijun, who led the team, and said: "You can use one for use, and the other for Li Jianguo, he will pick you up at the border." ”

This kind of maritime satellite phone is cheap, the signal covers every corner of the world, it can communicate with ordinary telephones, suitable for ocean fishing, desert wasteland, and field exploration, but the price is slightly more expensive, and the call fee per minute is as high as ten yuan, but compared to its incomparable superiority, Liu Ziguang can still afford this money.

Wei Ziqian also helped him register an offshore company in the Cayman Islands, named Redstone Holdings, and opened bank accounts in Shanghai and Hong Kong to facilitate the flow of funds.

……

While Liu Ziguang was busy with these things, on the streets of New York on the other side of the ocean, the winter rain was dripping, and the yellow-painted taxis were parked on the side of the road, above the heating pipes, and beggars raised their coat collars and poured a sip of liquor exchanged for food rolls from time to time.

Martin. Mulroni is the deputy director of the sales department of a mining and exploration firm in New York, and like many New Yorkers, he has his own house in New Jersey, his wife, children and a dog named Carl, and drives a half-used Chevrolet to work in New York every day.

But this is not the case, Malroni is a gambler, he already owes 95,000 dollars in gambling debts, which is equal to a year's and a half of his salary, and his credit cards are already in debt, and to make matters worse, if the owner of the firm knows that he is a gambler, he will lose his job.

Just when Malroni was at a loss, a courier from faraway Africa helped him a lot. Bryant was an engineer at the Mining Exploration Firm, and when Martin joined the firm, Anderson had been working for them for 10 years.

Poor Anderson. Bryant died in the San Juan riots, his body had been shipped back to his Kansas hometown, and the laptop, which was the company's asset, was sent back to New York, just in the hands of Malroni.

Malroni tried to open Anderson's computer to see if there was any valuable information, the computer set a password, Malroni tried several times, and finally turned on the computer on Anderson's son's birthday, after entering the document and browsing it, he only felt a stream of blood rushing to his head, and looked at the colleagues around him were busy, quietly took out a USB drive and downloaded a file in the computer, and then deleted it completely.

Today, Mulroni is dressed in a new suit and arrives at a fancy hotel on Fifth Avenue in New York, where his college classmate, Richard Brown, now the head of a giant Australian mining conglomerate, is now the head of a giant Australian mining group. Thorpe invited his guest.

Thorpe ordered two lobsters and a bottle of red wine, a meal that would cost Mulroni at least half a month's salary, and he would never have dined in such a fancy restaurant if Thorpe hadn't treated him to a treat.

"Richard, it seems that you chose to work in Australia in the first place." Malroni stared at Thorpe's elaborate suit and tie with envy and said that this is the latest style of Paris Fashion Week, and it cannot be bought without a few thousand dollars, and it is said that Thorpe is not yet married, and he has to change a fresh girl every week, which makes Malrone hate and jealous.

"I'm very fortunate to be in charge of the Asia-Pacific region, you know, dear Martin, Chinese steel companies are a mess, their money is the best to make, thanks to them, my position has been promoted very quickly, and now I can participate in high-level decision-making."

"You're in luck, Richard." Malroni said faintly.

Mr. Thorpe was in good shape, and he said heartily, "Tell me, Martin, what's the news?" ”

"That's right, I have a document here, I think you'll probably be interested." Malroni pulled a printed document from his suit pocket and handed it over.

Mr. Thorpe took it and glanced at it casually, his eyes immediately changed, and he looked at it again intently, and exclaimed, "Martin, are you sure that what is said above is true?" ”

"Of course, this is information that was exchanged for life, and what you see is true."

"Why are you showing me?" Thorpe handed the document back and leaned back, looking at his old classmate's eyes that had changed dramatically.

Malroni smiled reluctantly: "Richard, you know I don't get paid much, Kate has a new set of curtains, and the children are growing up and need new bedroom furniture, so, I need money." ”

"Martin, you want to sell me this secret, right?" Thorpe asked straight to the point.

"Yes, that's right, I think you should be the best buyer." Mulroni was forced to back down by Thorpe's aggressive gaze, and if his action had been known to the firm, his dismissal would have been inevitable, and he would have been prosecuted and discredited.

"Okay Martin, you make a price, I'll see if I can accept it."

"Half a million dollars, I think it's worth the price." Malroni ruthlessly reported this figure, in fact, he also opened his mouth, and he regretted it a little, for fear of scaring Thorpe, after all, this is only a preliminary exploration report, whether it can be mined, whether it can be transported, and even whether it can be obtained is unknown.

Unexpectedly, Thorpe just smiled faintly: "500,000 dollars, I'll give you 1 million dollars, but you have to absolutely guarantee that no third person knows this secret." ”

"I can assure Kate and the kids that absolutely no third person knows about it, I've deleted the original material, and poor Anderson, who was buried in Kansas yesterday."

"yes, that's great, I'll write you a check." Thorpe took out the checkbook and scribbled a number and handed it to the other party, and Malroni took it and looked at it, overjoyed and smiling.

Thorpe asked the waiter to bring two glasses of champagne over and clinked glasses with Malroni and said, "Today is a day to celebrate, isn't it?" ”