The world's richest man: I am a stock god

Liu Jun and Li Songci saw that Li Jin had made up his mind and stopped trying to persuade him.

"Okay, Brother Jin, we all listen to you and wait for your orders."

Li Jin looked at them with still doubtful eyes, thought for a while, and finally had no explanation.

He looked at the information on his phone and began to think silently about what to do next.

Liu Jun and Li Songci saw that he was thinking about countermeasures, so they didn't bother him and just stood aside and waited silently.

After a while, Li Jin organized his thoughts and quickly gave instructions:

"Arjun, I need you to contact Warwick now and tell them that I need a jeep whose source cannot be traced, and I also need some necessary guns."

"As for Buckton, you ask him to bring some trustworthy people and ambush them at the target location in advance. It's best for these people to pick some unfamiliar faces and try not to let others guess that they are related to us."

"Song Ci, please ask our company in Iraq to prepare a personnel file information. I need to arrange an identity for Snow."

"Also, Afeng..."

After Li Jin finished speaking, there was no response from the other end of Huang Feng's room, which was filled with the sound of crackling keyboards.

Huang Feng seems to have completely entered the state in recent days. He has completely mastered the role of an oriental innocent girl. He has a lot of fun chatting with Asang online every day.

Now he was immersed in it, ignoring external sounds.

Li Jin couldn't help but feel a little funny watching this scene, and an idea rushed into his mind uncontrollably.

Huang Feng is so enthusiastic about playing the role of a female netizen, he must be a potential cross-dressing boss.

Li Jin smiled, shook his head, threw the idea behind him, and said louder:

"A Feng! Now there is a very dangerous and important mission that requires you to join. Don't wait until you are late!"

"If you miss this time, you can pretend to be a female netizen and date online every day!"

As soon as the words fell, wailing sounded from the other side of the room, and Huang Feng, whose hair was as messy as a chicken coop, rushed out of the room at a speed of 100 meters.

"Ah? No, Brother Jin! This task must be left to me!"

"I promise to finish it perfectly!"

"So...Brother Jin, what exactly is the mission you have assigned to me?"

“I really don’t want to pretend to be a girl and date online anymore!”

After saying that, Huang Feng looked at Li Jin with eager eyes.

These days, he has been pretending to be a girl and chatting with Asang intensively every day, which has driven him a little crazy.

Although he could feel a strange pleasure at the end of the conversation, he always felt that if he continued like this, he would have problems sooner or later.

So he was very much looking forward to being freed from his current mission as soon as possible.

"Oh, your mission is to continue chatting with Asang and try to get him to cause some trouble for the US intelligence base."

"As for the reason, just tell him that he is helping a hero who exposed the inside story of intelligence."

Huang Feng was dumbfounded.

I originally thought that I could escape from the sea of ​​suffering through the new task, but in the end, the new task still led me to dive deep into the sea of ​​suffering.

"Ah? Still want to chat with Asang? Do you still want to ask him for help?"

"Also, where can I make up a so-called hero? He is more interested in these things, but for such a big thing, he must be given a real goal, otherwise he will definitely not be fooled."

Li Jin smiled and said: "The hero who needs to be rescued is real, and you don't need to make it up."

"Oh fine"

Huang Feng lowered his head and cried with a sad face, and was about to return to the room to continue typing on the keyboard. Before leaving, he muttered to himself:

"Last time I asked Asang for information, he asked me for a photo of a black stocking. Now let him do it, but he will definitely not give up on the black stocking. This is a troublesome matter."

When Li Songci heard Huang Feng's muttering, his eyebrows suddenly stood up.

"Wait a minute, Huang Feng, the last time you asked me for a black stocking photo, you said you were doing business and that's why?!"

Murderous aura instantly filled the room.