"who?"

The man holding the electric speaker was completely unresponsive and was confused.

Li Bai immediately determined that the other party was just a minion and had no idea about the transaction negotiations being carried out in the stronghold.

He whispered aloud at the man's hiding place: "Aren't you trading technical information with the 'Saints'? Just ask your leader, would you know?"

"Oh, wait, you stand there, don't move. I have more than one machine gun here, it's so fierce!"

The man who replied was busy reporting to his superiors. The news that the "Saints Club" came from outside the level was reported one after another and soon reached the transaction negotiation site.

The human genetic technical data mastered by the defectors of the Jiuzhou Metaphysical Society was very important to the "saint" Jaharal Choudhuri. He was unwilling to pretend to be others, so he led the team to negotiate in person.

Due to the huge amount involved, we bargained each other, one party asked for a lot of money and the other party paid back the money. The tug-of-war negotiations have been going on for two or three days.

The defectors urgently need a large amount of funds to maintain and expand the functions of this three-defense base, but Jaharal Choudhuri is very fond of it and is reluctant to spend a penny of money. The differences are particularly obvious.

However, neither side wants to see the negotiations break down, so they will fall into a stalemate from time to time, so it takes more time.

"Mr. Jaharal, $83.95 million, this price can no longer be lower. We have paid a huge cost for this technical information, so please understand our difficulties!"

Following the principle of equal status and negotiating face-to-face with the "saint" Jaharal Choudhu is one of the two highest-ranking Heavenly Stem elders among the defectors, Zhou Hua.

This former Tiangan Elder of the Jiuzhou Xuanxue Society is now 67 years old. In terms of appearance or body, you can't tell at this age at all. Instead, you look more like a middle-aged man in his early forties. He has been struggling with the Indians opposite him for two days, and is still full of energy and can't tell at all.

Both sides know each other well that the transaction must be reached, but the price of the exchange depends on the final result of the negotiation.

"I think that 50 million US dollars is a reasonable price. This technology will not be of much use in your hands. Only me will need it, so you should be clear that I am the only customer, and this price should show the sincerity it deserves. I allow you to float 1%.

Jaharal Choudhury, who has a curved beard, is a pretty thief.

Just yesterday, he negotiated with Zhou Hua, the leader of the defector of the Jiuzhou Xuanxue Society, which was obviously 84 million US dollars, but after only one night, he not only changed his mind, but also waved the dragon-slaying sword and wanted to slash a large piece.

"No, Jaharal, it is wrong for you to bargain like this. We cannot continue to negotiate this price. Please consider it carefully."

The other party was fully informed. Although Zhou Hua had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue the negotiations.

His proud affinity skills can easily let people down their vigilance and involuntarily get close and trust, but in this Indian, there is no response.

Zhou Hua had already put aside his contempt, and none of the seven saints in the "Saints Association" were simple.

Jaharal Choudhury, who had completely guessed what Zhou Hua was thinking, said slowly: "We are short of money, quite short of money. I happen to have such a sum in my hand, and the payment is quite good. Please consider it carefully."

While talking, he stroked the dagger at hand.

What is strange is that as he stroked, the dagger quietly changed its shape. After a while, it changed another style, which was completely different from the dagger just now.

After being hit by the other party, Zhou Hua still concealed his psychological activities and said calmly: "Jahalal, your quotation gap is too big, why not talk about this today."

Only now is the only way to continue to delay the negotiations and see who can't calm down in the end.

"Sorry, the money in my account may not last long. If negotiations cannot be reached, it will be transferred to other places. The money will never be enough to spend. I can't sleep such a large amount of money in my bank account, which will cost me a loss."

Jaharal Choudhury, who seemed to have the upper hand, defeated Zhou Hua's army.

During the negotiations two days ago, he used such tricks more than once, which made the elder of the previous Tiangan of the Jiuzhou Xuanxue Society gritted his teeth in anger, and wished he could press the "saint" to the ground and beat him hard.

Just as the two of them stared at each other with big eyes and a deadlock, someone came to report it.

"Mr. Jaharal, there are several people outside who claim to be the 'saints' who come to you!"

"who?"

Jaharal Choudhury looked left and right and found that most of the entourage he brought was here, and in the rarely visited Rocky Mountains, how could there be a "saints" person? And he was still asking for him to look for him, which really made him confused.

Who is it? What's the matter?

"Please see!"

The visitor respectfully handed over a tablet computer, which could be connected to the high-definition camera at the entrance of the level on the west side of the base through the network.

The camera is facing a man and a woman, and a big bear who looks stupid.

"Tsk, don't know me! It must be a liar, wait, Zhou Hua, there are traitors among you, otherwise how could I miss the news about me here?"

This Indian "saint" is indeed not a fuel-efficient lamp. Just the pictures sent back from the surveillance cameras remind you of more things.

"Jahalal, how can you be sure that we leaked it, maybe it was yours!"

Zhou Hua slapped the table and said that he would never be polite about anything other than transaction negotiations.

This Indian is so cunning. If it weren't for the negotiations themselves, ordinary people wouldn't be able to suppress the other party at all. Maybe they would sell the technology directly at a low price.

"Haha, black hair and dark eyes, and that look, don't think I can't even tell the difference between Indians and Chinese, huh?!"

Jaharal Choudhury was about to push the tablet to Zhou Hua along the desktop, but his eyes were fixed and suddenly stopped.
Chapter completed!