"Don't you go in and meet me?" Xu Zhengyang put away the USB flash drive and pointed to the embassy opposite.
Xu Chuan felt that he was asking, "This kind of occasion is not suitable for me." He probably would be scolded, but it would be fine. The point is that he can't just talk back.
"By the way, are you interested in these things?" Xu Chuan took out a heavy folder from his bag and threw it on the table.
Xu Zhengyang knew that he was changing the topic and didn't force it. He just opened the file and read it. "I accidentally discovered a batch of cultural relics that were lost in that year."
One batch is indeed one batch, and hundreds of pages of documents are quite heavy. This document was bought by the information I bought when I was investigating the Asian Eagle. It has been a long time since I left it.
A small French nobleman who was about to go bankrupt mortgaged his ancestral property to the bank in order to maintain his life. This is part of it. If he hadn't come here, he would have forgotten about it himself.
Xu Zhengyang thought for a while, "Although the country is also committed to the return of lost cultural relics, in principle we do not support individual redemption behavior."
"I'm crazy, I'm snatched something and bought it for a high price. Do you think I'm like a fool?" Xu Chuan pointed at himself. He was not very interested in these things. Although it was antiques from the golden and prosperous times in troubled times, it was really difficult to deal with this thing, and it was a troublesome to preserve it.
But now that he has taken the Durand line, he thinks he can operate it. After all, his own things are always kept by others, so he is too shameless.
Xu Zhengyang shook his head, "I can go back and ask, but I guess I still don't support it or object."
"It doesn't matter, at worst I can move home."
No accident happened in the following days. The G8 meeting was held as scheduled. All the heads of state at the meeting condemned the attacks of the KB elements first, and the French president even issued a statement that he had obtained relevant evidence of the planning of the attack and would launch an arrest operation later.
OTAN also issued a statement, reiterating the common defense treaty, claiming that an attack on France is an attack on all franchised countries.
It was even more turbulent in secret. The director of the French Territory Supervision Bureau stepped down, and many government departments began a major purge, especially in the United States. James Sawyer, who was attacked for the second time this month, began to attack his political enemies. For a moment, the storm was in panic and everyone was in danger.
Among the information Nikita gave him, there were a lot of black materials that he didn't know, which helped him a lot.
On a yacht in the South Pacific, Leo Crane, a fellow traveler in Koko, was on the phone with Wang Shannon, "I originally wanted to show the power of the virus, but I didn't expect Victor to mess it up."
"Boss, what will I do afterwards?" Wang Shangen asked in a low voice on the other end of the phone.
"Don't show up recently. We will withdraw from Zakayev's affairs, and he will be in trouble." Leo Crane stood on the side of the ship holding red wine and hung up the phone. Although he was calm and gentle, he was not so relaxed. He had invested a lot of money for this business, the best biological laboratory and a large number of experimental subjects, and has not recovered the cost until now.
However, money can be earned back from other places. The most important thing now is to draw a clear line with Zakayev. If his plan is successful, the chaos in the world may lead to a hegemony. But now if it fails, his ending will be destined.
Xu Chuan, who was recovering from injuries in Paris, began to get bored again. After a few days of rest, his injury had almost healed. It was not very serious at first, but there was a fresh scar on his body. He cut it. When he had money, he set up a new department to study how to remove scars for himself.
Xu Chuan stood in front of the mirror, looking at the wrong traces on his body, and complained weakly.
Xue Zhili, who was far away in London, has sent the details of the income of these days. Even if he looked at the numbers on it, he was a little dizzy, but he calmly replied with a message, "Stop, don't do anything later."
He himself knew very well that the big money he could make was only this time. Judging from the fluctuations in the financial market in the past two days, he was not the only one who was ready early. Umbrella's funds were really only a small shrimp, and several hedge funds on Wall Street were the main force.
It doesn’t matter, this piece of meat has been bitten by myself, and it is absolutely impossible to spit it back. This number is enough to make Xu Chuan fight desperately.
The battle of capital is far from the end, but that is no longer something you can participate in. You can only survive to the end if you get better.
This number that made Xu Chuan dizzy made Nikita and others stunned. Even Swag, who had a big heart, felt that he was dreaming. Burkhoff counted the digits of this series of numbers continuously. At this moment, the top hacker lost confidence in his IQ.
Curtis widened his eyes, "Man, count it again, will he have one more?"
Xu Chuan covered his face, "About 3.2 billion, you won't be there." These guys are really embarrassing.
"Fuck, boss..." Before Curtis finished speaking, he was kicked away by Xu Chuan, "I'll talk about it after thinking about it."
Curtis got up from the ground without any concern and hugged Xu Chuan, "Boss, I love you."
This sentence almost made Xu Chuan pick up the pistol on the table and knock him down. Then he was pressed on the sofa by several people, "I NM,..."
It is obvious that this is a number that makes everyone crazy. Xu Chuan was thrown into the air by them. Well, fortunately he was caught.
"Okay, let's talk about what's going on now." Xu Chuan sat on the sofa and felt really tired.
"Boss, you will listen to yours," Curtis shouted excitedly. At this moment, his confidence in Xu Chuan was overwhelming, and the rest were the same.
Xu Chuan shook his head, "This money is indeed more than I thought, but some of it is from Marx, Adams and Allen Wayne. In the end, there will be about 2.2 billion people who can go to the company's account."
The number Xu Chuan said made these people feel distressed, it was calculated in billions.
"Don't even think about making money black." He knew what these people were thinking with his eyes closed. Well, he actually thought about it, "There is still this money that will not be distributed to you for the time being, I still have some use."
Umbrella rarely has such a large amount of clean money. He needs to use this money for the company's transformation. With this cash, some formal business plans can be implemented.
Several people said there was no problem at all. Even if Xu Chuan said he wanted to invest in real estate in IRAQ, they would agree.
Xu Chuan checked very clearly that most of the things Mikhail Serick held were fixed assets, so of course Zakayev could not hand over the cash to him for safekeeping.
Chapter completed!