Entertainment Starting From Operation Red Sea Chapter 804

Our First Lady Cassandra was trying hard to maintain her smile. She felt that even if she wanted to beat the other person violently, she could not lose her etiquette.

　　'This son of the beach must be blackmailing her. ' Cassandra didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, so she doubled the price while sitting on the ground.

She took a deep breath and prepared to reason with the other party, "Mr. Grylls, if I remember correctly you just took the photo for 750,000 pounds."

Xu Chuan nodded, "That's right, but that doesn't stop me from paying the price."

Kassandra wanted to turn around and walk away, but she really had to get this work. "Can we discuss it again?"

"You need to think about this. This painting has already gone up twenty times before it is sold at the auction house. So will it go up another twenty times after it is exhibited?" Xu Chuan was talking nonsense, but He was sure that the other party had a reason to get the painting.

Cassandra's face changed. This person was right. Hype is just like that. With his own identity to back it up, let alone twenty times more, it can only be said that this painting has extremely high collection value.

At that time, if someone cooperates with the bid, it will be no problem to increase it by forty times.

It's just that this guy's behavior is really very unpleasant.

"Okay, give the account number to my assistant, and she will transfer the money to you." Cassandra didn't want to talk nonsense to the person in front of her anymore, so she just thought it was bad luck this time.

She ignored Xu Chuan and turned around and walked out of the lounge.

Her assistant looked at Xu Chuan and Xu Chuan with cold eyes. It seemed that if Cassandra hadn't stopped them, she would have beaten them both.

Reluctantly, he transferred the money to Xu Chuan. After confirming receipt of the money, he asked the manager of the auction house to hand over the painting to the other party.

The news spread that a painting with a starting price of 75,000 yuan had been raised to 1.5 million yuan, which brought a lot of popularity to the artist's works.

“Boss, you are still awesome.” Curtis, the loser, was in admiration.

But Xu Chuan touched his chin. This woman didn't counter-offer, which was not a good thing.

He inexplicably made hundreds of thousands of pounds by starting the business at a low price, which he did not expect.

“But boss, what if she really doesn't want it?”

“Then I'll give it directly to Ovechkin and say it's for his wife.” It's hundreds of thousands, so he just enjoys it.

After leaving the auction house and getting into the car, Xu Chuan had been thinking about Cassandra's situation. Logically speaking, Michael had already met her and mentioned arranging for her evacuation. She could still participate in the auction step by step. Yes, isn't it a bit strange?

If she had arranged for someone to attack Michael and the others, would it be a little too bold to show up here with only an assistant and bodyguard after the failure?

“Boss, there is a tail.” He was thinking about these things when Curtis noticed a car following them.

Xuchuan turned around and saw a Volkswagen sedan following behind. This was a bit interesting.

"Ignore him, let's go back to the hotel first." He had no intention of hiding his whereabouts. Since someone wanted to follow him, let him follow him.

Williams and Sanborn are looking for a suitable safe house. No matter what else, the money for the house is earned today, thanks to the gift of nature.

Smith and the others still had two days to arrive. In order to facilitate the operation, he contacted Dimitri Vasily of Lethal Force. The other party has agreed to bring someone to help me.

Of course, Umbrella will definitely pay. Lethal Force has cooperated very well with Umbrella in the past two years, and they have taken over the defense work of the Lipia Oilfield.

In their spare time, they would also help train Umbrella's troops, and the friendship between the two parties was already very deep.

This time I asked them to come over and help me, and Vasily agreed without even thinking about it.

Xu Chuan, who returned to the hotel, stood in front of the window and looked at the Volkswagen sedan parked across the road. Two tall white men stood outside the car.

There is a high probability that he is from Kassandra, and a small probability that he is from Ovechkin.

“Boss, do you want to deal with them?” Curtis asked, baring his white teeth. He could make these two guys disappear in a matter of minutes.

Xu Chuan shook his head, "Let's not get into trouble now. People from UC Technology will be arriving in the afternoon. It's time for them to spread the news."

Xu Chuan had just finished lunch when a team from UC Technology had arrived at the airport. Their appearance was very high-profile, but all the team members were a little confused.

Of course it's okay for the boss to ask them to go on a business trip, but they still don't know what they want to do here.

Setting up a factory? Don't be kidding, they have no such plan at all. Besides, even if they set up a factory, it is impossible to choose a landlocked country like Baidu.

It's just that the big boss has an order and the head office attaches great importance to it. It is said that the CEO Xue Zhili is already on his way. What can they do as part-time workers?

Although they are very confused about the company's arrangements, I don't know much about it. My Ministry of Economic Affairs attaches great importance to UC Technology, a high-tech company that is currently very popular.

The deputy minister personally received the team, and the president personally greeted him. If UC is willing to invest in Riyusk, they can be given some conveniences.

In terms of attracting investment, it is similar in every country, and this kind of enterprise can easily create local employment, which makes me very active.

In the hotel, the Vice Minister met the young boss of UC Technology. He was very surprised why no one knew about this person's entry into the country.

Xu Chuan and the deputy minister named Andre exchanged business bragging for a while. The other party seemed to want to know the purpose of his visit to me this time, that is, whether the news that UC Technology wanted to invest in building a factory was true.

Of course Young Master Xu would not answer him directly, but he could not let the other party lose hope. He could only say some ambiguous words to frustrate the other party.

Andre also knew that it was unlikely that both sides would truly come to terms with the negotiations until the end, "Mr. Grylls, there will be a banquet at the presidential residence tomorrow night, and President Ovechkin hopes you can be there."

How could Xu Chuan refuse such a good opportunity? "That's really my honor."

They left the invitation letter, and both Andre and Xu Chuan smiled as if they had achieved their goals. It was a win-win situation.

After Andre and all the officials from the White House left, Xu Chuan motioned to Curtis, "Let Nikita contact Cassandra tomorrow night. I want to see this woman's reaction. "

Since it is a banquet hosted by the president, the president's wife will definitely be present. Xu Chuan wants to take a closer look at who this woman will contact after learning about Nikita.

Combined with today's oil painting incident, this woman is definitely doing the work of laundering money and speculating on art. She cannot be doing this kind of thing alone, there is probably an interest group behind it. Is this team Ovechkin's? If so, it means that these two impostors and organizational informants, who were supposed to conceal each other's identities, have reached a cooperative relationship.

She was helping Ovechkin clean the dirty money from his hands in this way.

If not, it would be even more interesting. There are two possibilities. First, Cassandra uses the convenience of her identity to engage in her own side business, and second, there is a third-party force manipulating her behind her back.

No matter which one it is, this woman seems not to need Michael to save her from suffering. This logic makes no sense.

In the Presidential Residence, Cassandra stood in her studio and looked at the oil paintings that had been sent to her. She felt very complicated. To put it simply, she felt very unhappy. The feeling that she had been tricked and could not express it was lingering in her. in mind.

With a wave of his hand, several staff members came over and moved the paintings away. There will be a painting exhibition at the National Art Center next week, and so far the preparations are almost complete.

It is said to be a painting exhibition, but in fact it is just a hype. Take today's oil painting as an example. It will be auctioned many times within six months after the exhibition. The final auction price will reach 7 million pounds, which is higher than the initial starting price. Increased nearly a hundred times.

She has dozens of paintings of the same type in her hands. Of course, these paintings are not for herself, but for her clients.

“Madam, Mr. Nigel from the gallery has arrived.” A staff member knocked on the door and said.

Kassandra put down her thoughts, turned around and ordered, "I'm going to change clothes. Ask him to wait for me in the reception room."

The staff withdrew. Mr. Nigel was the largest art dealer in Riyusk and a frequent visitor to the First Lady. Kassandra often used him to find some rare paintings and works of art.

Nigel is in his early forties, with slicked-back hair and a well-tailored suit. He looks well-dressed at first glance... No, he looks well-educated at first glance.

Without waiting long, Cassandra had already changed her clothes and arrived in the reception room.

Nigel stood up and said flatteringly, "Madam, it's been a long time since I last saw you, and you are still so beautiful."

The two hugged each other politely, and then Nigel handed over what he had brought. It was also an oil painting that was not easy to find on the market, but Cassandra could tell at a glance that it was a fake. of.

"Very well, my painting exhibition is waiting for this one. You must be there next week, Mr. Nigel." Cassandra put the painting aside. She had no idea about the authenticity of the painting. Anyway, They are just tools for money laundering. Fake paintings are better and can reduce handling fees.

Afterwards, Cassandra paid and the transaction between the two ended. She took the painting to her room with her own hands, and then gently locked the door.

He fumbled around behind the frame, then took out something like a flashlight from the drawer, opened it and shined it on one side of the frame. Under the lavender beam, a hidden string of strings was revealed.

Cassandra memorized the strings in her mind, then put away the tools, took out a bottle of liquid from her makeup box, dipped a little of it on a tissue, and then wiped it twice on the characters.

After that, she asked someone to put the painting in the studio, and she turned on her computer and found a website introducing artworks. She found the information she needed based on the string of characters, and after piecing it together, she found an address.

Before she had time to think about it, her door had already been tapped several times from outside.

Cassandra looked at the door and couldn't help but laugh. She stood up and walked over to open the door. A little boy of four or five years old giggled, staggered in and hugged her leg.

“Max, you're awake.” Cassandra leaned down and reached out to pick up the boy.

Following behind her was her assistant, "Max just woke up and was making a noise to see you."

"It's okay, I will take care of him." Kassandra waved her hand and walked towards his playroom with the child in her arms.

In the hotel, Xu Chuan was watching the video of the time Michael was injured. This was taken by Swager's surveillance equipment. The picture was not very clear, but it could be seen that this group of people was very professional. According to Swager, That is to say, they destroyed the surveillance first, and this one was able to stay only because the installation location was too hidden.

After the attack, these people did not leave a single body behind, and they evacuated very cleanly.

Even local media only reported on suspected gangland grabs.

These people are tall and use Russian-made weapons, mostly AK-74M assault rifles. Their tactics and rules of engagement are completely Maozi's characteristics.

“It's not my special forces for nothing.” These people are well-equipped, but the combat uniforms they wear are Deban camouflage and a French-designed tactical vest. It's quite a mix and match.

“Do you think that these people are in the same category as us?” Xu Chuan touched his chin, then turned to look at his bastard.

Curtis understood what Xu Chuan meant, "You mean mercenaries?"

Xu Chuan nodded. There are some things that only his colleagues can see. These people are skilled in military movements, but they are always inexplicably sloppy and have some details that are different from the regular army. To put it simply, it gives people the feeling of clocking in and out.

In addition, these people did not care about the additional damage in the surroundings. If it were not because they wanted to catch people alive, they would probably blow up the entire house with bombs.

Umbrella actually has this problem, but it is often covered up by their superb personal abilities in various positions.

"If it's Ovechkin, there shouldn't be any need to use mercenaries." A layman watching the excitement, an expert looking at the door, Curtis also saw the problem.

It is estimated that Nikita and the others also saw the problem. Because of this, Michael did not believe that it was Cassandra who revealed their whereabouts and put them in danger.

Xu Chuan held his chin with his right hand. He had no idea that Bai Ganwo's form was so complicated.

However, it is not unreasonable. The president has been replaced, so nothing else will happen.

So which group of **** dared to attack Umbrella's people?

In the presidential suite of another hotel not far from where Xu Chuan lives, just two streets away, Ali Taselow, the head of the Gogol Defense Company who previously picked up the defected NSA agent in Roanapura My husband is watching the news on TV leisurely.

'Vice Minister of the Ministry of Economic Affairs Bai Qianwo met with the Chairman of UC Technology…'

The cup in Ali Taselov's hand shook gently, and the ice cubes in the amber liquid collided gently with each other.

"UC Technology? Haha, that's really interesting." He put down the cup and picked up the remote control to turn off the TV. He stood up and walked out of the room and said to his assistant, "Get the car ready. Let's go meet Valery Ovechkin." ”

Chapter end

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