Star Trace Gate

Around early morning.

Several off-road vehicles drove from the city to the vicinity of the university town on the outskirts of Beijing. After driving according to the navigation for a while, the convoy stopped in front of an antique courtyard.

In the car, Yan Duoduo looked at Ren Ye and Tang Feng: "The person we want to meet is called Mr. Zhu. I have never had contact with him before. Don't talk too much for a while, just listen."

"clear."

"it is good."

The two nodded and followed Yan Duoduo out of the car, while the rest of the watchers were waiting in the car.

The three of them came to the door together, and Yan Duoduo rang the doorbell.

After a while, a young man in civilian clothes, about twenty-five or six years old, pushed open the door of the small courtyard from the inside: "Is this Mr. Yan from the New Year's Watcher?"

"Yes." Yan Duoduo nodded.

"Please come in." The young man stepped aside with a smile on his face and made a gesture of invitation.

The three of them crossed the high threshold and, under the guidance of the young man, walked towards a house located in the middle of the courtyard.

Ren Ye followed Yan Duoduo, stepping on the bluestone slabs on the ground and looking at the surrounding environment with some curiosity.

He found that this was a three-in-one courtyard with an architectural style that was closer to the Hui style. However, every plant, tree, brick and tile here exuded a brand-new atmosphere, much like a newly built house, lacking a bit of classicism. flavor.

After walking for about less than three minutes, everyone came to a bright living room. The young man wore a long gown and saluted in the way of ancient businessmen: "Wait a moment, you three. Mr. Pig will invite you in after he has finished handling the matters at hand."

Yan Duoduo nodded expressionlessly: "Okay."

"Please sit down." The young man pointed to the wooden chairs and wooden tables in the rest area, turned around and shouted: "Xiao Feng, show the guest some tea."

After the three of them sat down, the people here prepared some tea and snacks for them, and they looked very polite.

……

The lights in the shopkeeper's room are bright.

A middle-aged man was sitting on a wooden chair, talking on the phone.

There was an extremely rare dzi bead hanging on his chest, and in his right hand he held a string of bracelets exuding a faint fragrance. With his back to the front door, he said to the mobile phone: "No, no, what you said is not important. What I want is the detailed personnel quota data of the Chaos camp. How many of the 3,000 places are occupied by the individual people, and how many places are occupied by the Roadside Dogs, the Marauder Alliance, the Bell Society, and the Spiritual Society. Have you already held a meeting, and who has participated in it...I will give you six hours. If you only need to figure out half of the above questions, then you are still you; if it is less than this quota, you will be dismissed from get out of class, and I will Substitute; if you perform exceptionally, I will allow you to participate in the internal trade, that's it..."

Hanging up the phone, the middle-aged man immediately picked up the second ringing mobile phone: "How is it? Haha, why would the bell offer such an outrageous price? Oh, they represent all the forces participating in the battle for this star gate. ? So... they should have already held a meeting... Hmm, don't rush to agree to them. Wait a while and let the information and resources flow. "

Mr. Yan and the other three were waiting outside, but the middle-aged man was not in a hurry at all. He first made a phone call for more than ten minutes, and then thought alone for a while, and then shouted: "Invite the guests in."

After a while, Yan Duoduo, Ren Ye, and Tang Feng walked into the shopkeeper's room.

Ren also raised his head and glanced at the middle-aged man, his expression slightly surprised.

The middle-aged man wore a black robe with excellent satin material and a melon-pipe hat with a rich emerald jade inlaid in the center of the hat.

He must weigh at least 260 kilograms and have a rich appearance. When he sits on the chair, he looks like a smiling Maitreya Buddha.

The middle-aged man holds a bracelet in his right hand and a dzi bead hangs on his chest. He really looks like an ancient micro-businessman. Except for some electronic equipment placed on the table, he has no modern temperament at all.

"It turns out to be Mr. Pig," Tang Feng was also stunned: "I thought... he was that Zhu!"

That's right, the man in front of you is Mr. Zhu, a well-known member of the Fraud Chamber of Commerce, and the second disciple of the current president. He doesn't mind others calling him "pig", and among the twelve zodiac animals, pig also represents wealth.

"Hello, Mr. Pig." Yan Duoduo stepped forward and extended his palm.

"Hello." Mr. Zhu stood up, shook hands with Yan Duoduo, and greeted softly: "Everyone, please sit down."

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two parties got down to business.

Mr. Pig sat inside, fiddling with the tea set in a fluid motion, with a smile on his face, but he didn't speak first.

Yan Duoduo has a dignified posture and concise words: "Mr. Zhu, our colleagues in the Etiquette Department should have had contact with you. You know what we want here, right?"

"Mr. Yan, we have just internally determined the trade principles for this battle for the Star Gate. We do not sell or circulate information about the forces of order and chaos. This is the same for both parties, and it is very fair. ." Mr. Zhu's fat face smiled like a chrysanthemum: "However, we can come forward to help you with protective information acquisition. There are many small organizations that are already paying attention to both of you, and have even obtained some important information. As long as the price you give is reasonable, we can help buy back the information about the Sui Shou people and seal it so that it will not flow into the chaotic camp. "

"For information and intelligence about chaotic camps such as the Bell Society and the Spiritual Religion Society, the price is not an issue." Yan Duoduo said bluntly: "We have approved a lot of budget in this area, and all of it can be paid with Star Source."

"Haha." Mr. Zhu smiled: "Lao He, the second-level player with the bell in Xiangjiang River, is the opera singer. He just left the suburbs of Kyoto and went to the Northeast. My informant said that he is in contact and has been picked up. The individual players from the Daqian Dynasty mission are going to be integrated or directly absorbed into the Bell Club. I will find out who the singers are in contact with at the latest at three o'clock this morning..."

"You make an offer." Yan Duoduo replied.

Mr. Pig looked at him, still with a smile on his face: "If you don't sell it, you won't sell it for any money."

When Ren Ye and Tang Feng heard this, they instinctively shouted three words in their hearts.

So mean!

You don’t want to sell it, why are you saying it in such detail? !

Mr. Zhu pushed the tea cup to the three of them, and said to Yan Duoduo with a flabby body: "Principles are principles. The Fraud Chamber of Commerce will never reveal key information about the hostile forces to both of you in this battle for the Star Gate. This is not about money. Question. If we want to survive, we must be trustworthy and have standards. Selling this kind of information will definitely cause a scuffle in reality, and a lot of people will die... Suppose we sell Lingdang some important information, and they use this information , attacked you, resulting in a large number of people being killed before they even entered the door... Then what will your officials think? You will definitely target us and take revenge. This is not only a small profit for business. There is no benefit other than profit.”

"I'm telling you, I know some information, but I won't sell it to you, so you can rest assured, right?" Mr. Pig is gentle and elegant. In just a few words, he fully embodies the wisdom and slickness of a businessman.

"How much do you know about the information about Shou Sui? How do you make protective acquisitions?" Yan Duoduo asked.