Abdulrahman felt uncomfortable, and he especially wanted to know what killer weapon Yunik had in his hands.

Believing that money can make the devil grind, Abdulrahman tempted Yunik and asked, "What is your relationship with your boss?"

"Daughter."

"Oh," Abdulrahman's expression dawned, "that's fine."

was sure that Yunik would not speak, so he looked for an opportunity to find Yang Jie alone.

"What's your relationship with your boss?"

Yang Jie blinked and said, "The boss lives in a simple place, I haven't seen it, I don't know it."

"Okay," Abdulrahman snapped, "Tell me, what bargaining chips do you have?"

Yang Jie shook her head and refused to answer.

Abdulrahman left disappointed and decided to have Leopard beers investigated.

Then, the employees of the real estate tycoon of Longguo took the initiative to knock on the door, also to inquire about information.

One night, the small courtyard was filled with the smoke of intelligence.

Meanwhile, rancher Harold Mikiel is testing the issue of choice.

One thing to say, all four buyers are of high quality.

The emirate has a large share of oil, quoting 220 million yuan, and people took the initiative to increase it to 2.5 trillion yuan.

Local minerals are enjoyed, and there is some closeness, but they are reluctant to increase the price.

Longguo Real Estate also increased the price to 250 million yuan, and some people said that it was related.

Temasek Leopard beer, although there is no price increase, is very much in line with his concept of loving the land.

Each of the four buyers was different, and Harold Mikiel didn't know who to choose.

But if he had a choice, he didn't want to sell it at all, but unfortunately he divorced his wife and needed to sell his property.

The next day, Harold Mikiel decided to meet the four buyers one last time and then make a decision.

The emirate added money, and the total price was raised to 260 million meters.

The local mining tycoon talks about national feelings and friendship with the same clan.

The real estate tycoon of Longguo also increased the price to 260 million yuan.

When it was the turn of the Leopard beer, Unik looked at Harold Mikiel and said, "My father loves to collect, and if the deal is made, as a friend, he would like to give you a bottle of 1945 2-liter Grand Conti."

Harold Mikiel: "..."

Harold Mikiel: "..."

Harold Mikiel: "..."

The old man sat on the sofa and was shocked three times, "How can there be a 2-liter Grand Kandi produced in 1945 in this world!"

"It's scarce," Yunique said, handing the phone to the old man, "but it's real."

Harold Mikiel took the phone and looked at the picture carefully.

There is no label, the bottle is very old, and there is almost no lack of wine.

As a connoisseur of collecting good wines, Harold Mikiel said, "This was found in a shipwreck!"

Yunique nodded in approval.

"How about 250 million rice dollars?" Harold Mikiel explained, "The people of the Emirate, the people of the Dragons, are willing to give this price, and if they can, they can sign the contract immediately."

Yunique gritted the back socket of his teeth in agreement.

Harold, who got what he wanted, laughed and said, "Please give me the wine after my divorce procedures are completed, otherwise that woman will take half of the bottle of wine"..

A stiff smile tugged at Yunik's not-so-smiling face.

The next step is to sign the contract, which is a very professional matter that requires the cooperation of a lawyer.

Staying in Western Australia for four days, on the fifth day Unique took a chartered private jet to San Pedro, the second largest city in Hondo, to find Greens, who was opening a tavern.

"Why are you here?" Grimes was wiping his glass behind the bar, wondering why Unick had suddenly arrived.

The tavern was empty during the day, and Yunique went straight to the point, "In addition to the budget for building the building and building the factory, I spent all the working capital of Leopard Beer."

"Wow," Grimes said, pausing to wipe his glass

Xiang disciple, "You are very bold, but why don't you panic?"

"I am the one who has an adoptive father." When he spoke, Yunique was confident in his heart.

Grims nodded, Zhang Jing was very good, he also had to kneel and sing conquest, knowing that he asked his disciple, "How much does the financial company lose?"

"I've lost 20%, I don't understand what's wrong there, I'm hiring very strong traders."

"Have you ever wondered why you can make money in the Terre event?" Grimes asked the disciple rhetorically.

"After the game translation site incident, I kept an eye on the short-selling institutions and found that they were raising funds in virtual currency."

"That's why you're successful," Greens said, "looking at the charts, analyzing the performance, looking at the reports are all useless, and only intelligence and information are the only way to make money."

"Intelligence?" Yunik muttered, "Unless it's happening, if someone else has information, they won't share it."

"You didn't learn from your adoptive father the 'good qualities of not having the opportunity to create opportunities,'" Grimes reminded his disciples, "and you have a lot of resources, and it's much, much easier to get information than others."

After being reminded by Greens, Unik suddenly remembered that a classmate had said that "Byron Chemical will not lose".

said that the classmate's grandfather was a state magistrate, who was in charge of the Byron chemical factory dirty land case, and that case has been fought for three years, and the final judgment will be made in the near future.

Seeing that the disciple was lost in thought, Grims interrupted, "There are limited opportunities around us, and no opportunity to create opportunities is forever;

However, don't be blinded by impulse, or you'll follow my old path and fall into someone else's trap; Learn to enjoy life and be less profit-conscious."

The next day, Unique returned to Los Angeles, and when she got home, she had a fever and a severe cold.

At midnight, Zhang Jing and Ding Jiaqi drove their adopted daughter to the clinic.

A private clinic next to the abandoned track in Beverly, a five-minute drive away.

There are not many people, it is easy to see the doctor, get a few antipyretic patches, a box of cephalosporin.

No blood draws, no lab tests, no drips.

Just when Zhang Jing suspected that the treatment was not enough, a young couple who looked wealthy refused to take blood for their son, who was suspected of having a severe lung infection.

Not only refused to have blood drawn, but also refused to get a flu shot, so the clinic made a big fuss about it.

"I feel that Citi people are becoming more and more anti-intellectual, and even the highly educated elite do not trust doctors." On the way back, Zhang Jing complained while driving, conspiracy theories were rampant, and fake news was dominant.

Ding Jiaqi sat in the back row and hugged Yunik, looking up at her boyfriend's side face, "You can't really blame ordinary people for this matter."

"How?" Zhang Jing asked rhetorically.

"In the 90s, a real incident happened in California," Ding Jiaqi chatted, "a teenager was kidnapped and he escaped from the operating table, and there was a lot of uproar at the time."

"Fake news." Zhang Jing questioned, "How dare a normal person do this?"

"Ordinary people don't dare, but what if they have power and money?" Ding Jiaqi asked Zhang Jing.

"Impossible" Zhang Jing didn't believe it.

"A month later, the boy who was lucky enough to escape disappeared again and was never found."

Zhang Jing: "..."