Laurent hung up the phone and breathed a long sigh of relief, almost slumped in her chair, with an expression on her face that she had survived the catastrophe.

Transaction is the exchange of interests, which is based on the status, needs, situation, capital and so on of both parties, and finally reaches a mutually acceptable result.

For Laurent, this is a very skilled thing.

As long as you pay a sufficient price, you can reap the benefits you want.

From a small police officer to the current police chief, he has experienced countless transactions, bribes for gang shelter, cover up for high-ranking officials in exchange for support, and ...... for that adult

Thinking of this, Lauren couldn't help but shudder.

In the first few rounds of trading, Laurent looked like an unprecedented loss, and it can almost be said that he did not take advantage of the slightest advantage in the transaction.

In order to satisfy the people of the International Association for Human Rights, he promised to arrange more "performance" for them in the future, guaranteeing satisfaction.

Although it is a non-governmental, non-profit organization, how can the staff inside not make money?

There will never be no good people in this world, but there will never be many of them, especially in this kind of institution, where dragons and snakes are mixed, it's not just talking...... Among them, everyone who understands the twists and turns, not to mention that promotions and salary increases are all about performance, who doesn't want to climb up?

So the International Association for Human Rights successfully resolved.

Newspaper reporters and TV reporters who seem to be difficult to solve are actually the easiest to solve...... Laurent has long been working with them.

Otherwise, the prostitutes on the streets are not reported, and the arrogant drug trafficking gangs are not exposed...... Is it because the reporters can't see it?

Or is it because they don't lack money and don't want to make big news?

Of course, it is because of the temptation of money and the oppression of power.

It's not without reporters who are full of a sense of justice and willing to sacrifice themselves, but at the same time, there are really very few who have enough positions or the ability to protect themselves, unless this place can also run a big superstar or a little spider.

After some skillful warning threats and promises of "price", the reporters of newspapers and television stations, as well as the bosses behind them, were all settled.

It looks like this wave of Laurent has blown up, but in fact, Laurent knows...... He made a lot of money this time.

It's not that Laurent has any special quirks, such as the Fortune Boy, but that everything must be thought in an optimistic direction, and although he lost his money, at least he saved his life.

If this matter is widely reported, known to the public, and someone goes up to find the high-ranking officials behind the gang, Laurent is expected to lose the position that he has "struggled" to trade for most of his life.

That's all pretty good.

If you go any further, track down the adult...... That's not something Laurent can settle with a little money now.

If things do come to that point, Laurent will just pull out the gun in the drawer and point it at his head, because sometimes, life is better than death is not just an adjective!

If you can give yourself a score, Laurent will definitely give herself a full score for this wave, and what you need to protect yourself in time is keen judgment and decisive decision-making, and the negotiation process has soft and hard complements each other, in summary, it is a perfect operation.

It's a pity that no one saw a wave of sycophants 666...... Of course, if someone had seen it, the next day that person would have disappeared forever for some reason.

"Wonderful trade negotiations, it seems that Director Laurent, you are quite skilled in this kind of thing." One person said.

"Hmph, that's ...... Who?! ”

Laurent was enjoying the compliment quite proudly, and suddenly realized that he was now alone in the study, where did this sudden sentence come from?

Shocked, he subconsciously reached out to open the drawer, and after a gunshot, he felt the burning heat in his ears, and his hand wisely froze in mid-air.

"Don't get excited, Director Laurent, next time it's not going to be a bypass."

The man in the shadows took two steps forward and appeared in the light, it was Anthy, still with a gun in one hand and a camera in the other.

"Who are you?" Laurent asked, "How did you get in?!" ”

"Me? Just an ordinary person who wants to have some fun.

As for how I got in, it's thanks to the wealth you've amassed over the years, Director Laurent.

A villa with a separate front and back garden is not cheap, the place is big enough and those security guards can easily solve it, and the address is easy to find.

To be honest, I thought it would take me some work to get in, but I didn't expect it to be the right time. ”

Anthy came up to Laurent and pointed the camera on the table where he was working.

"You happened to be on the phone when I infiltrated here, and I have to say that I'm really lucky, after all, it's hard to always have such a coincidence, wouldn't it be a pity if you missed some wonderful pictures?"

"What do you want?" Laurent frowned, her heart full of incredulity...... Because he really didn't find Anthy at all before!

And because of Anthy's story, Laurent's heart has sunk to the bottom, no wonder Anthy dares to shoot directly like this...... Originally, Laurent also hoped that his security guard could save him after hearing the gunshot!

"What do I want?" Anthy seemed to be lost in thought because of Laurent's question, and a distressed look appeared on his face.

"Yes, I can give you whatever you want!"

Laurent said firmly, regardless of whether it can be done or not, anyway, at this time, it must be all down and then said, and it is best not to try to reason with others when the gun is in the hands of others, because the gun is the biggest reason.

"Let me think about it, in a sense...... A piece of news. Anthy thought for a moment and said.

Laurent breathed a sigh of relief almost visibly, "You're a journalist? Very good, I roughly understand what you want, I can give you countless news in the future, and even cooperate with you to create 'news', and I can give you a lot of money......"

"No, no, no, Director Laurent, you misunderstood, the news I am talking about is not the kind you understand." Anthy raised his hand to interrupt Laurent, his eyes as if there was a strange glint in his eyes.

Laurent's character entries are presented one by one under Anthy's gaze.

(What do you hope for an old man who doesn't even have a description of his appearance?) ）

[Purple Money] (Where are the street lamps, street lights?) Move me over! ）

[Blue Watch People Go Off the Dish] (I grovel to the strong, and I attack the weak, which perfectly interprets the self-cultivation of what is called the grass on the wall)

[Purple Paris Police Chief (Hydra Attached)] (Let's just say how big is the Hydra?) ）

[Blue Peer Trade] (At least he thinks he will never lose his trade)

[Blue: Little Luck] (It's almost time to run out)

Seeing that Ancy was gasping, he even stopped trying to modify Laurent's character.

It's you! Hydra!