Middleman

"Welcome, you must be Mr. Jiang Chen, a mysterious oriental friend." As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Chen saw a white man with curly blond hair greeted him with a smile, using an unknown chinesekungfu movie. The posture from middle school, arched his hands.

Although he was white, Jiang Chen felt that Roberts' face wasn't too pale, and his rough skin was like rolling through a pile of sand. However, the clean and tidy appearance and polite gestures can still make people feel respected.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. You must be Mr. Roberts. Mr. Bruce introduced you to me." The expression on Jiang Chen's face was a bit weird, but he still smiled and cupped his hands in a friendly way.

To be honest, seeing foreigners greeting with "the Chinese greeting gesture in the eyes of foreigners" makes me feel a little funny no matter how I look at it. This sentence may be a bit of a twist, but that's what it means...

"Bruce is a good guy. He once blocked a gun for me in the Middle East. I am very happy to meet him here again. Haha, there is a Chinese proverb: a friend's friend is my friend, and I'm right. ?" Roberts held out his hand

"That's right. Mr. Roberts' Chinese is amazing." Jiang Chen shook Roberts' hand, and sighed sincerely.

It should be right, although Jiang Chen doesn't know if that sentence is a proverb...

"Haha, that's natural, I've always been interested in this mysterious eastern country. There are business opportunities everywhere." Roberts looked at Jiang Chen with bright eyes, and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation, "Please, please, My friend. I happen to have a bottle of '82 Lafite here. Haha, I've been wanting to try it for a long time."

"Then, it's better to be respectful than to obey." Jiang Chen cupped his hands.

Unlike the new wine served in the villa, there is a mellow taste in the blood-red liquid. Even Jiang Chen, who was not used to drinking red wine, couldn't help but secretly admired that it was really good wine!

The man who was always standing on the side was as motionless as a log, but Jiang Chen could feel the aura of a beast coming from him. Although he was wearing sunglasses, the Slavic features of the prominent forehead and high nose were more obvious on the man's face, and his hairy bear-like temperament faintly showed the nationality of his fighting race.

"My bodyguard, Nick Kaczynski, is from Belarus. Hehe, we met in Ukraine. He is also a good guy and is in charge of my safety." Roberts noticed Jiang Chen's gaze, so he smiled. Introduced to Jiang Chen, "Although Bruce is a good person, Blackwater International is sometimes not very kind. They are too close to the FBI, so I changed the partner."

Even when he heard talking about himself, the sculptural bodyguard's breath did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"Is what you're doing dangerous?" Jiang Chen leaned back in his chair and asked in a chatty tone, "Listen to Bruce, you are a famous middleman in America. Oil and gold?"

"Yes. Because in addition to the safer crude oil and gold, I sometimes have to get some ammunition and other things for my employer. Once these things get on it, it is inevitable that someone will want your life."

Roberts lit a cigar, and then politely handed one to Jiang Chen, "Your country has very strict control over firearms, and this place is like a vacation paradise for me. But good times are always short-lived. , for example, I have a flight to South Africa at three o'clock next,"

"Does the time matter?" Jiang Chen looked up at the clock, it was already 11 o'clock.

"It doesn't matter,

Roberts waved his hand with a smile, then sat up straight, "I'm very interested in Mr. Jiang Chen's business, I wonder if there is anything I can do to help?" "

Jiang Chen was stunned for a while, shook the ashes on the cigar, and sat up straight.

"I hope you don't get me wrong, my friend, I just accidentally overheard your negotiation with Bruce at a dinner party, and it was purely by chance. But business opportunities are always born by chance? You know, my thoughts on the Far East There's always been interest in the business, but it's all figuring out...my gut tells me there's definitely something we can do together."

"Oh?" Jiang Chen didn't accuse him of eavesdropping on private conversations, but raised his eyebrows slightly with interest, "For example?"

"Mr. Jiang Chen's business should be settled with gold, but as far as I know, according to your country's laws and strict regulatory system, selling a large amount of gold will inevitably attract the attention of the government. Besides, there is no 'invoice'. gold."

"It seems that Mr. Roberts knows a lot about our national conditions. However, is there no problem in selling gold in the United States?" Jiang Chen smiled and said noncommittally.

"There are the same problems, but we talk about law, evidence, not (politics). I have a very professional team responsible for handling this kind of trouble for me. Even though the FBI has a little conflict with me recently, I still haven't been arrested. Isn't that right?" Roberts shook the ash from his cigar and smiled mysteriously, "As for how to deal with it, let me make an analogy. I registered a shell company in Saudi Arabia. I got a shipment of crude oil from Iran, according to The embargo agreement, what I did is illegal. But if this batch of crude oil is shipped into my shell company in Saudi Arabia for a turn, it will not take long for this batch of crude oil to appear on the international market for legal sale.”

You told me all this, so you are not afraid of being eavesdropped?

But random Jiang Chen suddenly realized that he must have such a strong bodyguard, and it is impossible to do a good job in anti-eavesdropping work.

Jiang Chen immediately understood what Mr. Roberts meant.

The middleman of emotion also has a business specializing in dealing with illegal goods, which is interesting.

"So, we really have the possibility to cooperate." Jiang Chen said with a smile.

"I'm an honest businessman," Roberts couldn't help smiling happily when he saw the deal. "I can eat it no matter how big it is. As long as your gold goes through a procedure at my mining company in South Africa, it will be yours. It can appear in the international market legally. Of course, you don’t have to worry about the specific operation, you can directly sell the gold to me. And I only charge 9% of the handling fee.”

Jiang Chen thought for a while.

%9's handling fee is not too high, after all, his gold is a trade without capital. A small amount of gold may be eaten by ordinary gold shops, but if Jiang Chen really moved out ten tons of gold, I am afraid that no shop would dare to accept it. Even if you sell in batches, the risk of being targeted will be high. Moreover, that person named Liu Anshan always gave him a bad feeling. I'm afraid his hands are not very clean, but he didn't make up his mind because he couldn't figure it out.

Be careful, although it is suspected of smuggling a large amount of gold privately abroad, I believe that Roberts has his channels to solve this problem.

Roberts was a little uncertain when he saw Jiang Chen's silence at this time. The 9% fee might seem a little high, but he didn't have any risks in doing this transaction. He was busy with the preparation of funds alone. If the transaction amount exceeds 20 million US dollars, even if he sells all his assets, he will not be able to get it. In order to make this business, he also had to contact acquaintances everywhere to find a way to get a personal loan. The interest on the loan is probably not a small number.

However, if the amount of gold in Jiang Chen's hand is large enough, there is still room to adjust the handling fee by 1 point.

Just when Roberts was about to tentatively cut the price, Jiang Chen suddenly spoke up.

"No problem, but I have one condition."

Jiang Chen's words made Roberts stunned for a moment, and then he showed a happy expression.

"I can guarantee the quality of gold. It is pure gold, which is what you often call 24K gold. I believe that you also have special talents to identify this." Nonsense, can there be fakes in the bank vault? The fake ones are all for sale! Ahem, "However, you are responsible for the transportation. I am only responsible for transporting the gold to a certain place in the country. Also, the gold and US dollars are delivered on-site, and I will no longer be responsible for the safety of the gold after leaving my hands."

"No problem! My friend." Roberts readily agreed, "Looks like my deal is done?"

"Yes, it's a pleasure to cooperate." Jiang Chen readily stretched out his right hand.

"Happy cooperation." Roberts held Jiang Chen's hand with a smile, and the two stood up together.

"This is my business card. If Mr. Jiang Chen is ready, please call me to make an appointment. Also, it is best to prepare a Swiss bank account, which is more 'convenient'."

"Of course, I wish your business well." Jiang Chen took the business card.

"Can I find out in advance? I don't know how much Mr. Jiang Chen has in stock, so I'll prepare enough liquidity." Just in case, Roberts asked this somewhat presumptuous question.

"Oh, it's not urgent, I'll call you around July 15. As for the amount of gold, it's probably a few tons." After speaking, Jiang Chen left the room, leaving behind a shocked Roberts. .

The expression on Roberts' face was so sluggish that the expensive cigar fell to the ground without noticing.

How many tons? How many tons is it?

According to the recent market, if one ounce of gold is worth $1,350, one ton of gold is $43,402,500! According to the 9% handling fee, as long as 3 tons of gold can bring him tens of millions of dollars in income!

9%! This is the rhythm of making crazy money.

It's just laying around and making money.

A few tons of gold... even if it is 7% of the handling fee, he will do it. How rich is this, so he can't even bother to pay back the price. At the same time, this also made Roberts more certain of his guess that this batch of gold was indeed black.

What business can get so much gold? Did he rob the China Gold Institute?

"...Hiss, God," Roberts took a long time to regain his senses, gasping for breath, "good guy, it's going to be a fortune now."

Reselling 10,000 tons of crude oil is only a profit of more than half a million dollars, and he has to risk the risk of being detained by the U.S. Navy, and the risk of being investigated by the FBI... However, Jiang Chen decided to pay hundreds of millions of dollars as soon as he opened his mouth. trade.

"Nick, do you think this oriental friend is reliable?" Roberts asked softly dreamily. He naturally knew that Nick didn't understand business matters. At this moment, he just wanted someone to wake him up.

"Sorry boss, I don't understand very well," Nick shook his head silently as Roberts expected, but after pondering for a while, Nick continued, "But this Oriental is a dangerous guy."

"Oh? He still knows Chinese Kung Fu?" Roberts burst out laughing, and put on a Bruce Lee pose funny, he didn't believe in these things.

Nick looked at the juggling boss and shook his head silently. He was very familiar with this boss, and whenever he was excited, he would always do something weird to others to express his excitement.

"With a soldier's intuition, he may be stronger than that guy Bruce." It is his duty to be in charge of the boss's safety, and Nick expresses his intuition seriously.

Roberts was stunned, frowning slightly.

"Isn't he a businessman?... No, I think people can't be wrong."

Nick hesitated for a moment, then continued.

"Maybe he is a businessman, but he should not be weak. My instinct tells me that if he has a gun, he is not my opponent. But if he is empty-handed, I only have a 50% chance of winning."

Roberts was stunned, but he had seen this Nick's ability. At that time in Ukraine, he was suddenly attacked by civilian armed forces when he was letting go of the arms that the U.S. government had ordered from the government. At that time, Nick immediately pulled out the pistol from the waist of the dead government officer, and then with the remaining 9 bullets, he fought and retreated, and successfully brought Roberts to a safe area. More than ten civilian militants were killed.

Now Nick actually said that Jiang Chen's melee ability might be on par with him?

Suddenly Roberts laughed.

"The East is indeed a mysterious place, why don't we go to Egypt next time? Hahaha..."

No wonder Jiang Chen didn't hire bodyguards, it turned out that he was very strong. In China, a country where guns are banned, it is enough to be able to fight.

However, whether Jiang Chen can fight has anything to do with their transaction?

Roberts is an honest businessman, and the spirit of the contract makes him believe that credit can bring him long-term returns, and he will never do anything like killing chickens and finding eggs.

Even if he saw diamonds in children's hands in a refugee camp in Africa, he would only choose to exchange them for candy instead of bullets.

After all, the unit price of a bullet is much more expensive than candy.

Roberts has no doubts that Jiang Chen really has tons of gold to sell, and he has no ability to investigate his details in this unfamiliar land of China. How can it be called a business without risk?

Roberts was willing to gamble. Jiang Chen's unhesitating gesture must be backed by gold.

Besides, deceiving him wouldn't bring Jiang Chen any benefit.