Chapter 1172 - Take It From Their Dead Bodies (1/2)
Subway Line 0.
Before he came to Shangjing, Jiang Chen had never heard of this term. However, when he saw the description of Subway Line 0 in the catalog, he gradually became interested.
Digging an entire subway line hundreds of meters underground shouldn’t be used to store nutrient supply or canned food. The items inside should at least not be cheaper than building this strategic subway line.
The key term “The Treasure of Pan-Asia Cooperation” really caught his attention.
Of course, while he was interested, he did not immediately bid for it. Although the price was not his top concern, why would he waste money on purpose? No one could guarantee that the ID card was a real ID card nor if the legendary Subway Line 0 really existed.
However, only when VIP booth 001 across from him offered the high price of five thousand crystals did Jiang Chen’s concern dissipate and he made the decision to purchase the card.
If Wan Peng learned that it was due to his decision of offering a high bid price that made Jiang Chen make up his mind to win the bid for this ID card, he would probably hurt himself. When VIP booth 076 offered a bid of ten thousand crystals, he immediately upped the bid to twenty thousand.
In the end, Jiang Chen ended any possibility with the monstrous bid of fifty thousand crystals…
When Jiang Chen left the auction venue from the VIP passage, he was about to walk to the elevator when he saw a middle-aged man approach him.
The man stood in front of Jiang Chen and spoke with a slightly hoarse voice.
“Do you have time for a quick chat?”
“No.”
Jiang Chen didn’t even look at him and walked straight to the elevator.
The expression on the face of the middle-aged man froze as he looked at Jiang Chen walk pass him.
Although he also thought he would encounter obstacles here, he did not expect the rejection to be this direct. His response didn’t leave him any face.
Seeing that Jiang Chen was about to go into the elevator, the middle-aged man thought of the task that his boss gave to him and rushed forward to stop in front of Jiang Chen. Then he revealed a smile on his face.
Jiang Chen looked up. When he saw the man in front of him, he finally took a closer look at the individual.
A neat hairstyle, black suit with a black tie, and black leather shoes…
If this place was not the apocalypse, Jiang Chen would have categorized him as an insurance agent.
“Sir, may I ask for your name?” The middle-aged man asked after he cleared his throat.
Jiang Chen did not intend to interact with him, but he suddenly thought of something as a mischievous smile formed and quickly faded. Then he said.
“Lu Fan.”
“Lu Fan?” The middle-aged man frowned slightly. He carefully scanned the name in his mind and found that there was no one that matched his particular face. So, his voice became mixed with a hint of contemptuousness as he said in an authoritative manner, “My boss is inviting you to have a cup of tea.”
“Oh? Who is your boss?” Jiang Chen smiled. “Do I know him?”
“Wan Peng, Manager Wan.” The middle-aged man’s eyebrows rose. His arrogance of being a left-hand man of a powerful individual fully displayed. “Have you heard of the Survivors Alliance? The Pingan Street you’re stepping on is partially owned by this powerful individual. If you understand the situation, I advise you…”
Jiang Chen just grinned by slightly lifting the corner of his mouth.
“So?”
The expression of the middle-aged man gradually turned gloomy.
“What do you mean? Are you planning to reject the invitation?”
“When did I show interest?” Jiang Chen asked nonchalantly.
The middle-aged man suddenly smiled. The gloom on his face dissipated and was instead replaced by a look that seemed as if he was looking at a dead person.
“Good, very good.”
The elevator arrived.
The middle-aged man stepped aside, made a gesture to invite Jiang Chen to step into the elevator, and looked at Jiang Chen with a menacing smile.