Chapter 1146 - 50 Million Dollars Compensation (2/2)
Either way, never a good person…
“Okay, actually…” The man hesitated, and finally decided to continue to promote his business. “In fact, you can find these things online, other than Hill who delayed her speech for some reason, other candidates all have already finished their election speech. I mean, if you just want to figure out their license plate number, there is absolutely no need to find me. My ability is far more than that—”
“Is it?” The woman looked at the document in her hand and responded nonchalantly.
The man opened his mouth.
It seemed that the customer was not interested in his ability.
Just when he had given up and was ready to get up and leave. The woman who sat across of him took a piece of paper from the document and gently dropped it in front of him.
“I need you to do something for me,” the slender fingers tapped on the photo. “Investigate him. I need to know everything about him. The more interesting the information, the better. You know what I’m referring to.”
“Joseph Kennedy!” When the man recognized the man in the photo, his face suddenly changed into hesitancy.
“I remember you said,” the woman looked at the man, and her red lips formed a mysterious smile. “Your ability is far more than just figuring out their license plate number.”
“You don’t know,” the man showed a hint of struggle laced with a hint of fear. “The Kennedy family is part of the B City Consortium. There is so much going on behind all of this and it is so deep that it can drown anyone who dares to test their depths…”
When the man said this, he suddenly noticed a faint disdain in the woman’s eyes.
Yes, it was disdain.
He was sure he was not mistaken.
Expressed disdain for the B City consortium, who was she on behalf of? Morgan? Rockefeller? Russians? Or Hua? Or, the fabled…
He hesitated for a moment before he finally gritted his teeth.
“If the price is right…”
In any case, he should listen to the price first. If the price was not suitable, then it was not too late to refuse.
The woman opened her left hand and put up five fingers.
“…500,000 dollars?” The man tried to propose a number.
“50 million.” The woman said in an understatement.
50 million dollars!
His heart jerked. The man took a deep breath, and his expression changed several times before it formed a bitter smile
It was a price he could not reject.
Even if he knew this money would bring danger to his life.
“Your answer?” The woman raised an eyebrow.
This question was completely redundant.
No one could refuse such a generous reward on K Street.
Even if the bet was his own life, he would willingly gamble it.
The man took a deep breath, stood up, and extended his right hand.
“Richard Meyer, that is my name. I don’t know if I am lucky enough to know the name of my employer?”
“No,” The woman looked at the document in her hand and replied in a whisper.
Even the refusal was so elegant that Meyer, who had his right hand in the air, couldn’t be angry.
“…well, it doesn’t matter,” Meyer retracted his right hand, shrugged, and looked around, then he tapped on the table and lowered his voice, “wait for my message.”
The woman nodded, without looking up at him at all.
“Mhmm, go now.”