"I don't have much resources here." Zhang Xingyun lifted her neck and a glass of red wine went into her belly.
"You are a resource." Jordan timely compliment, "I've seen your contacts, but I'm curious. Why don't you go to those people at this time? And I'm just a humble place to look at? "
Zhang Xingyun leaned forward and said, "this is about to ask yourself. Who made you one of the few beauties who ever followed me?"
Jordan's face a little red, she enjoyed being flattered by men, of course, Zhang Xingyun's words let her feel more comfortable.
"How can I help you this time?"
"There are too many zombies here. I need to have my own defensive castle."
"Well... I may not be able to give that much money." Jordan is in some difficulties. She has made a lot of profits in recent years, but most of her money is circulating on the market. What's more, doing this in this turbulent border is tantamount to throwing money into a fire pit.
"What if I could help you get to the top 100 in the dead world?"
Zhang Xingyun's fingers are jumping on the table. He is not in a hurry to persuade him. After all, this condition is too tempting. In the death circle, there will be a ranking every year. If you don't get into the 100 person list for three consecutive years, the rank will drop by one space until it is completely removed.
Jordan has been crushed twice before, and this year is her only chance.
"Even if you help me secretly, the four Dharma protectors in the dead world will not agree. They will think of various ways to kick me out."
"What the four Dharma protectors want is nothing more than benefits. As long as you are willing to let out 70% of your profits, you will at least be qualified for half of them."
The reason why people are so awe inspiring is simply because the means of people there are extremely cruel, giving you the minimum bottom line of survival, and you must learn to choose between them.
Zhang Xingyun continued: "force is only one aspect. No matter in that field, those people want only interests. If they don't have interests, they will not linger around for so many years. If you think about it, you can get more than your serious money by abandoning the interests of three years."
These words need to be well digested by Jordan. Zhang Xingyun drinks the last glass of wine, gets up and leaves directly. Instead of letting Jordan make a decision, he gives her a suggestion: "two days ago, I met a subordinate of the eye of Shura, who is in charge of the Research Institute, but dare to appear here alone. I'm afraid that the other party has already arranged the situation."
When returning to the city, the guards changed. However, because of the current state of the country, no one is willing to inspect them carefully. They are all in a hurry. In the middle of the journey, someone suddenly sends a letter and leaves quickly.
"Who is it?" Min Xing a little surprised, he has not come to see each other's makeup, only a light breeze.
Chu Ying had never seen such a scene, and after a long time he regained consciousness, "is it that Miss Jordan who just agreed to cooperate?"
The content of the letter is very simple. Zhang Xingyun is invited to have a small gathering in the teahouse.
This font and paper made Zhang Xingyun sneer, "finally someone can't stand it."
"Our nemesis?"
"Which one do you mean?" Zhang Xingyun rubs the letter into a ball. With a little force, the paper ball turns into powder. When the palm is opened, a gust of wind blows, there is nothing left.
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