This system is too salty

"Then can you tell me how many roses you have sold now?"

Zhao Mian asked curiously again. He was indeed interested in the price of the painting. He had checked before that if it could reach at least 7000 million dollars at the auction, it would be [-] to [-] million after excluding handling fees and taxes.

If the auction is bought out, it is estimated to be around 6000 million.

"Hey! This painting is borrowed and cannot be seen in the light of day. It cannot be traded in the market for a short period of time, so the price is much lower than that at the auction. It is only [-], and the [-]% discount is [-]."

JC sighed while driving.

"Hiss~, I feel that my quotation just now was a bit high."

It's not that Zhao Mian loves the money, it's useless to keep it in the card, so it's better to take it out to do something.

He simply felt that the quotation was too high, not because he cared about the money.

"Men! You need to spit and nail, and you have to keep your word. This is a real man. What did you just say?"

"It's nothing, I'm just asking how much is your account number, and I'll arrange a bank transfer."

Along the way, the three chatted a lot.

Both JC and Bonnie were curious about who Zhao Mian learned Kung Fu from, and Zhao Mian told the truth, but both expressed disbelief.

"Seeing that you are using the Shaolin authentic master, you should be a disciple of the Shi family."

"My second master is indeed from Shaolin. His compound surname is Ouyang, and his single name is Chun. He is an abbot in a temple in Kaifeng."

"No wonder."

"But I didn't learn my mind from him. He taught me some advanced methods such as saber technique, acupressure and qigong. My skill is still shallow, and I can't compare with those masters."

Bonnie was surprised, "How powerful is your skill? So how powerful is your master?"

"I have about [-]% or [-]% of my master's ability, but I'm far behind my master and his brothers. Those two great monks are really powerful, and their hard work can be called good luck."

"Hehe, hehe."

JC just smiled and said nothing, just pretending that Zhao Mian was bragging and happy. It's not that he hasn't been to Shaolin, there are experts, but he has never seen Zhao Mian's level.

Bonnie's curiosity was aroused, and he kept asking questions.

The three talked and laughed and came to a three-story townhouse in the suburbs. The two villas were connected to form one building. The appearance looked exquisite and classic. The green plants in the courtyard were all ingenious and looked very comfortable.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Mian looked at the villa and nodded frequently, "It looks good, it must be from a famous designer"

JC also got out of the car, glanced at the room and said, "I bought it for more than ten years, and lived in it for less than [-] days. You like it. I'll give you the cheap price."

"Farewell, I can't afford the property tax. Then where do you usually live?"

Bonnie said: "Where there is work, where to live, London, Tokyo, New York, Los Angeles, Rome, and here, Paris. The place where you have lived the longest is Xiangjiang, which is the base camp."

Zhao Mian gave the two thumbs up, "You are the real trapeze people."

Entering the house, the interior decoration is modern, simple and practical, and there are many exercise equipment on the first floor.

"It's back! How's the harvest? Has anyone been rescued?"

Two men were playing a PS3 fighting game on the TV in the living room, without looking back, they asked loudly.

JC threw the car keys on the hook at the door, stretched his waist and said casually: "I've been rescued, everything went well. It's a new job."

"Wait a minute, come right away and watch me KO him!"

"Underestimate me, watch me come back against the wind!"

Bonnie rolled his eyes, "Childish!"

JC greeted Zhao Mian to sit down on the sofa in the living room, and Bonnie brought a few bottles of bottled water.

"Has the money arrived?"

"It's here, it's here, Zhao Mian, you are a believer."

JC was so happy that his eyes narrowed. Just now, the phone prompts that the account has reached 1500 million euros, and this deposit will be much more profitable than before.

The man who spoke just now knocked out his opponent, jumped up with joy, turned around and asked, "What job?"

Seeing Zhao Mian, this person was taken aback, "You~~"

Zhao Mian also saw the two people who finished the game, he had seen both of them before.

One has small eyes and a mustache, the other is more handsome. The two are about the same height, about 1.8 meters, and both are in their thirties.

The two were David and Simon.

Zhao Mian smiled and said, "It's you, let's take a photo in Xiangjiang."

David the Mustache showed doubts on his face, "You look familiar, you should have seen it before."

Simon glanced at Zhao Mian, feeling unimpressed, "Have you seen it? No."

"Zhang Dachu, drone at the gate of the police station."

Upon hearing Zhao Mian's prompt, David slapped his head, "Yes, yes, that time, Simon and I reported Zhang Dachu bravely, and then I met you at the gate of the Xiangjiang Police Station, and I nodded with me at that time."

Simon still didn't remember, "Is there?"

"Yes, there must be."

Speaking of which, David sat beside Zhao Mian, held Zhao Mian's hands with both hands and asked in a low voice, "Then officer, you are here to handle some major international case. Don't worry, as long as I can help, I will never refuse."

This intentionally lowered voice could be heard clearly at the gate. Who was this acting for? It was a warning to the others.

Hearing that Zhao Mian is a Xiangjiang police officer, JC and Bonnie's expressions were both ugly.

Bonnie also slowly moved two steps behind Zhao Mian, standing in the best attacking position, he could kick Zhao Mian to the back of the head by raising his leg.

Simon took two steps back, with a bag of golf clubs behind him, he could pick up the clubs and hit the guy in front of him violently at any time.

JC was the calmest, sitting on the sofa without moving, frowning and staring at Zhao Mian, wanting to hear what Zhao Mian had to say.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a policeman. The Xiangjiang police couldn't handle Zhang Dachu's case last time, so they asked me to be a non-staff helper. I didn't help much in the end, but it caused some misunderstandings."

JC still frowned, "Really?"

"That's the way it is, otherwise how could I use this old money to cooperate with you. I am a patriotic young man who is a bit cynical. I have some savings and want to do something that benefits the country."

......

In the early morning, the purple air came from the east, and the first ray of sunlight shone through the glass on Zhao Mian who was sitting cross-legged. He slowly opened his eyes, and exhaled a long breath of foul air, which hit the window three meters away and spread around. , Blowing the curtains whirring and dancing.

Zhao Mian was satisfied, and after a night of painstaking training to carry Zhou Tian, ​​his internal strength improved a little.

After packing up, I went to the cafeteria to eat, and the news was playing on the TV on the wall.

Zhao Mian couldn't understand French either, but the host was very dignified, beautiful and eye-catching, so Zhao Mian couldn't help but take a few extra glances.

The screen switched on the TV, and the demonstrators in front of the Paris city government appeared, and then several photos were switched.

They are the snake, sheep and dragon heads in the bronze heads of the twelve zodiac signs, and finally fixed on the picture of the dragon head.

Seeing these three things, Zhao Mian couldn't help thinking of the scene of eating at JC's yesterday.

Yesterday, JC's group suspected that Zhao Mian was a Xiangjiang policeman. Zhao Mian had a good meal to clarify, but finally did not dispel the doubts of JC and others.

Finally, Zhao Mian was politely invited out of the villa.

The matter they agreed to steal the copper head before naturally fell through.

Before closing the door, JC shook his phone and said, "If nothing happens, half of the deposit will be refunded. It has already been refunded to your account. You can check it."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Nima!That's 750 million euros, and it was taken by these guys without doing anything, which is much more cost-effective than robbing a bank.

Zhao Mian in the cafeteria shook his head, lowered his head and concentrated on eating, thinking that he could do without them.

After eating almost, Zhao Mian took a cup of coffee and sat on the seat to read the news.

"Sotheby's said that on the 3rd of next month, it will auction the heads of snakes and sheep among the bronze heads of the Chinese Zodiac in Paris. According to reliable sources..."

There are still 13 days left on the third day of next month.

Keep reading the news.

"According to sources, the mysterious seller is contacting several top auction houses including Sotheby's and Christie's, intending to sell the wealthiest and symbolic dragon head in the Chinese Zodiac. It is reported that the auction location may be chosen in London. "

The dragon head should now be in a bonded area outside Paris.

Putting things there is not counted as entry, and there is no need for cumbersome procedures and high tariffs, and they can be transferred to other countries at any time.

As we all know, France has the highest tax rate in the world, and China is the second. It is indeed not very cost-effective to auction in Paris.

Relatively speaking, the tax rate in Britain is much lower, and auctions in London can save a lot of money.

Just as Zhao Mian's thoughts were flying wildly, the phone ding-dong, and a text message came.

The SMS sending signal code is blank, content: five packages arrived at cargo station 5, Pier 12, Marseille Port, container number xxxxxx, pick-up code ssawrt-mous-0924a, unpacking password xxxxxx.

Seeing the text message, Zhao Mian drank the coffee in one gulp, got up and left the hotel, and at the same time called the private detective Mara.

The so-called packages are some things that Zhao Mian bought on the dark web. The quantity is a bit large and can only be delivered to the dock.

"I need to go to Marseille to pick up a batch of goods today, and I have to go back to Paris today. What will be delivered the fastest?"

"First of all, I recommend regular flights and private charter flights. But the next flight of regular flights is at ten o'clock in the morning today, and it will be noon when we arrive in Marseille. It should be midnight before returning to Paris after finishing our work. I don't think it suits your wishes.

Although private jets are good, it is not suitable to apply for routes eight hours in advance. "

"Oh, what good advice do you have?"

"Of course, Mr. Thomson, I have two recommendations. The first one is the private distribution business. I happen to know a top player in this business, but he may be busy with business recently, and may not have time today."

Zhao Mian lit a cigarette, wondering if all the older guys can talk nonsense like this, wouldn't it be good to just give the best answer?

"The second is to find a taxi driver in Paris. He drives very fast and will definitely meet your request. I happen to have his phone number."

Zhao Mian sat on the bench and blew a smoke ring, "Okay, tell me, I'll remember, and tell me the phone numbers of both of them."

"Thomson, this consultation is [-] yuan, I will record it on the account, and the next meeting will settle it, and the deal will be made?"

"make a deal!"

"First of all, I recommend you to find the taxi driver Daniel, his phone number is xxxxxx. Secondly, I recommend you to find the delivery man Frank, his phone number is xxxxxx. In comparison, Frank's car is much more comfortable to sit in."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Mian complained that he wanted money, and then called again.

It's a pity that Daniel said that he was chasing a group of terrorists with his good friends, and he was not free now. He also recommended a few friends with good driving skills to Zhao Mian.

Called Frank again.

"Sorry, I only deliver goods, not people."

"I know the rules, double. Marla introduced it."

"Time, place, delivery point?"

"Right now, I'm going back and forth from Pier [-] in Marseilles, and I'm going to pick up some things, but I don't put them in the car. Try to be as fast as possible. I'll give you three times."

"Deal. Where are you, I will pick you up."

......

In a villa in the suburbs, JC and the others are packing their luggage, and it looks like they are going on a long trip again.

Bonnie complained, "I've only been here for a few days and I'm going back to Xiangjiang. I haven't gone shopping yet."

David the Mustache put a few of his notebooks into a protective box, "Safety is the first thing, who knows what kind of moth that Zhao Mian will do."

Simon tidied up his beloved PS3 and said, "By the way, that Zhao Mian is really a policeman?"

"It doesn't look like it to me, that policeman can take out 1500 million casually." Bonnie stuffed the photo of his daughter into the suitcase.

Caressing the high-performance drone he bought recently, David said, "Who knows what his purpose is, just look at the reasons he made up, what kind of cynical patriotic young man is fooling a three-year-old kid."

"Okay, okay, big brother, I'm just going back to Xiangjiang, I'll give it to you directly when we meet, no need to transfer money, just meet and talk."

After finishing speaking, JC hung up the phone and continued to pack his luggage, "Anyway, it's better to stay away from this Zhao Mian. After returning to Xiangjiang this time, I will give you ten days off. What are your plans?"

Bonnie glanced at Simon, "I will accompany my daughter to the amusement park to cultivate a parent-child relationship."

Simon sneered, "Take me alone. Why don't you go to Seoul to see your child's grandparents if you go to the amusement park? I haven't seen you for a long time."

Bonnie and Simon are a couple, but they are in a long-term cold war and are going through a divorce.

David smiled and said: "My wife is more than eight months pregnant. I must be a housewife and stay in Xiangjiang to accompany my wife. What about you, boss, what are your plans? What did your cousin call just now?"

"Me, I will pay for my wife to eat, eat Chinese, Italian, Japanese and French food once, and then go fishing. As for my cousin, he is ten times better than me, but he is doing some research in Xiangjiang, and now his funding has been cut year after year. , the project couldn’t go on, the house was sold, and the borrowing money came to me.”

Bonnie, who likes to gossip, asked: "That photo in your suitcase, that cousin who looks a lot like you? Isn't he an academic?"

"It's him. Most of his research is too partial, such as mysticism in Qin and Han Dynasties, and tribute in the Middle Ages. The capital is not optimistic, and no one invests in him. Well, hurry up and leave in 10 minutes, or you won't be able to catch the plane."