Chapter 59 [Nandou]
Jackal's expression changed slightly.
As one of the most famous middlemen in the entire Deep Moss District, the moment the refrigerator was opened, he recognized the original recipients of the three heads.
The Grove, Jaredon, Tower Land.
The leader and backbone of the "Cross Tigers".
The pupils of his prosthetic eyes flickered for a moment, as if sending a message, and then he raised his hand to signal.
A man dressed as a wine waiter quickly brought a silver tray and placed a bottle of red liquid wine on the table.
"Try it. It is said to be the stock from when Fengmao Food Banquet was not bankrupt and disintegrated. It is not common on the market now."
As he said that, Jackal opened the cork of the red wine. He poured himself a glass first and drank it in front of the other party.
【Fengmao Feast】.
This giant enterprise that used to monopolize raw material production, catering entities, and cross-channel food sales fell into the "Second Total Corporate War" 49 years ago.
The category of high-end wine was naturally included in the product management of Fengmao Shiyan back then.
Song Shi filled a glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"How do you feel?" Jackal smiled slightly.
“It’s okay, but I don’t really like drinking.”
Song Shi replied.
Then he sat up straight and tapped his index finger on the table.
“The headquarters of the Cross Tiger Gang was severely damaged and the leader died. I think many people will be interested in this news.”
“Of course we can talk about business, but...”
A smile appeared on Jackal's face, but he did not finish his words.
"Before I came here, I heard that "Jackal" is the cleanest middleman, so I came here with these."
Song Shi pointed to the refrigerator, his tone obviously unchanged, but it revealed that A somewhat obvious indifference: "But now it seems that a person still can't rely too much on "rumours"."
The Jackal still had a smile on his face, and did not care about the other party's indifference. He even poured himself another glass of red wine before saying:
"If it is enough to rely only on "rumors", then so-called "middlemen" like us have no value in existing."
“That’s true.”
Song Shi nodded and suddenly leaned on the sofa.
He stretched out an index finger, pointed it upward, and sighed: "The environment outside is getting worse and worse, so I want to change my life somewhere else - what do you think, Mr. Jackal?"
Outside of Palother?
Could it be a guy from the "Wasteland" or another city?
Hearing these words, Jackal thought in his mind and somewhat understood the current situation.
If you want to rely on personal force to make a living in Paloser, mercenaries are a good choice. After all, the profession of "mercenary" is very tolerant, and going out on a mission to arrest wanted criminals during the day will not affect your ability to rob a bank with a hood at night.
As one of the most famous middlemen, the mercenary is named under his own name, the "Jackal". This is a symbol of ability, as well as the guarantee of accepting tasks and obtaining resources. channel.
After thinking about this clearly, Jackal's smile softened a bit.
At this moment, a message popped up on his retina.
Scanning through the communication content calmly, Jackal pondered for a moment, then slowly said: "Want to change the working environment? Understandable, after all, not everyone likes the same life, and Pallose can tolerate it. Newcomer.”
The man's eyes went to the refrigerator.
"But "work" is not in a hurry, we can talk about this first-"
"The person who got the news from you rushed to annex the Cross Tiger Gang and brought it I want half of the profit."
Not paying attention to the other party's change of subject, Song Shi raised his finger and said calmly: "I don't like to bargain, so this is my price, no more. Not even one point less. "
". The gain from annexation?" Jackal paused and shook his head slightly: "This price is too vague and difficult to define, and the other party may not be able to accept it."< br>
“But I believe Jackal will handle the pricing.”
“If you really want to add something more.” Song Shi chuckled, straightened up and said, “Just Send them those pictures - it’s been so long, I believe you have already asked someone to collect the evidence, right?” The factory was a mess, with broken limbs and remains everywhere.
Jackal's heart trembled slightly.
Certainly not because of this scene.
To be honest, he has seen this kind of scene too much. When it comes to "bloody" and "cruel", it is far from ranking. What really surprised him was the obvious fighting in the factory. It was the work of one person.
With the power of one person, he defeated the Cross Tiger Gang
He does have some strength.
“This matter is a bit troublesome to deal with, so I need to take one-tenth of the proceeds.”
Jackal pushed the wine glass away, straightened up as well, and then added: "This is also the rule of "Sunday"."
"Oh?"
Song Shi raised his eyebrows.
"There are two kinds of business here, one is to be discussed on Sunday, and the other is to be discussed elsewhere."
The Jackal adjusted his collar and looked serious. How many points:
"Only high-level business can be discussed on Sunday, and I will extract a variable amount of income based on the specific situation."
"Although your business is slightly It’s a little shallow, but we are sitting on a Sunday after all.”
“Yeah”
The other party nodded: “Okay.”
So, the jackal touched it from his arms. He took out a dark gray magnetic card, placed it on the table and pushed it over.
"This is my business card. You can contact me through the communication code above."
"The specific income amount, remittance method, follow-up, etc. of this transaction will be given to you within three days. In addition, this will be the communication account for future work - do you have any taboos about accepting jobs? "
"Taboos... I will decide based on the situation. "
A certain consensus can be reached. Afterwards, the conversation between the two was very fast and the result was finalized in just a few clicks.
Rejecting the invitation for another drink, Song Shi stood up.
Watching the other person's back walking towards the door, Jackal suddenly raised his voice: "By the way, there is one more thing."
"What do you call this friend?"
Song Shi's footsteps paused.
He raised his head slightly, just like a person who goes to church to pray at dawn and closes his eyes to remember.
I seem to have remembered something.
And the next moment.
Without any further pause, the young man stepped out of the door and ran into the majestic rain.
Only the reverberation of a voice echoed in the alcohol-filled air.
"Free bounty hunter..."
"[Nandou]."
Publish the two chapters together to make them more coherent. There's no update tomorrow, so I'm asking for leave.
I have read the controversy in the previous part, so I need to take some time to adjust the subsequent outline and content.
See you the day after tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)