Bai Ya, my first lady, Kassandra, was trying hard to maintain her smile. She felt that even if she wanted to beat the other person, she could not lose her etiquette.

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

She took a deep breath and was about to understand the other party, "Mr. Grylls, if I remember correctly, you just bought it with £750,000."

Xu Chuan nodded, "That's right, but this doesn't prevent me from offering this price."

Cassandra wanted to turn around and leave, but she was really sure to win this work, "Can you discuss it again?"

"You need to consider this matter like this. This painting has increased twenty times before it was released on the auction house. So will it increase twenty times more after it is exhibited?" Xu Chuan was talking nonsense, but he was sure that the other party had the reason that he had to get the painting.

Cassandra's face changed. This person is right. This is the hype. With his own identity, he can only say that this painting has extremely high collection value.

At that time, if someone cooperates with the bid, it will be fine if the price increases by 40 times.

However, this guy's behavior is really unpleasant.

"Okay, give my assistant the account, she will transfer the money to you." Cassandra didn't want to talk nonsense to the people in front of her anymore, so she just pretended to be unlucky this time.

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

Her assistant sister looked at Xu Chuan and the other two with cold eyes. If it weren't for Cassandra's stop, she would have beaten them up.

He reluctantly transferred the money to Xu Chuan. After confirming that he received the money, he asked the manager of the auction house to hand over the painting to the other party.

The news that a painting with a starting price of 75,000 yuan directly rose to 1.5 million yuan spread wildly, bringing considerable popularity to the painter's works.

"Boss, you are still great." Curtis was so proud of his tyranny that he admired him.

However, Xu Chuan touched his chin, and the woman did not bargain, which was not a good thing.

He made hundreds of thousands of pounds inexplicably, which he did not expect.

"Businessman, what if she really doesn't want to?"

"Then I will give it to Ovickin directly, just say it was given to his wife." He just thought it was a fun thing to watch it for hundreds of thousands.

After leaving the auction house and getting on the bus, Xu Chuan has been considering Cassandra's situation. Logically, Michael has met her and mentioned the arrangement of her evacuation. Isn't it a bit strange that she can still participate in the auction step by step?

If the people she arranged to attack Michael and the others, and if they failed, they would only show up with an assistant and bodyguard, would they be a little too brave?

"Boss, there is a tail." He was thinking about these things, but Curtis found a car following them behind.

Xu Chuan turned around and a Volkswagen sedan followed behind, which was a bit interesting.

"Don't worry about him, let's go back to the hotel first." He did not intend to hide 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 house's money has been earned today, thanks to nature for giving.

Smith and the others have two days to arrive. In order to facilitate action, he contacted Dimitri Vasily of the deadly force, and the other party has agreed to bring people to Bai Ya for help.

Of course, Umbrella will definitely pay. Fatal force has cooperated with Umbrella well in the past two years, and they took over the defense work of Libiya Oilfield.

In their spare time, they will also help train Umbrella's troops, and the friendship between the two sides is already very deep.

This time, Vasily agreed without 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 it is Kassandra's person, and there is a low probability that it is Ovechkin's person.

"Boss, do you want to deal with them?" Curtis asked with his white teeth bared. He could make these two guys evaporate in minutes.

Xu Chuan shook his head, "Don't let the troubles come out for now. UC Technology's people will arrive in the afternoon, just in time for them to spread the news."

Xu Chuan 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 is okay for the boss to make them go on a business trip, but they still don’t know what to do when they come here.

Start a factory? Don’t joke, they don’t have this plan at all. Besides, even if they set up a factory, they can’t choose to be a landlocked country like Bai Ya.

However, the boss has ordered it and the head office attaches great importance to it. It is said that the executive president Xue Zhili is already on the way, so what can these working people do?

Although they are very confused about the company's arrangements, I don't know much about Bai Ya. My Ministry of Economics attaches great importance to UC Technology, a very popular high-tech company.

The Deputy Minister personally took the opportunity to receive the team, and the President personally greeted him. If UC is willing to invest in Riyuesk, they can give them some convenient conditions.

As for attracting investment, it is similar in any country, and such companies can easily drive local employment, which makes Bai Ya very active.

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

Xu Chuan and the deputy minister named Andrei blew up business with each other. The other party seemed to want to know whether the purpose of his visit to Baiya this time was true, that is, if the news that UC Technology wanted to invest in the factory was true.

Of course, 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 excuse him.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Andre also knew that it is unlikely that both sides would really talk until the negotiations were finally completed. "Mr. Griers, there will be a banquet at the Presidential Residence tomorrow night. President Ovechkin hopes you will be there."

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

After leaving an invitation letter, Andrei and Xu Chuan both showed smiles to achieve their goals, which was a win-win situation.

After Andre and a group of officials from my Zhengzhou Mansion left, Xu Chuan signaled to Curtis, "Let Nikita contact Cassandra tomorrow night, I want to see how this woman reacts."

Since it was a banquet held by the president, then the president's wife would definitely be there. Xu Chuan wanted to observe who the woman would contact after she learned about Nikita's news.

Combined with today's oil painting incident, this woman is definitely doing money laundering and hyping artworks. This kind of thing cannot be done by her alone, and there may be an interest group behind it.

Is this team Ovechkin's? If so, it means that these two fakes and organizational informants who should have covered each other's identities have reached a cooperative relationship.

She was helping Ovechkin clean up the black money on his hand in this way.

If not, then it would be even more interesting. There are two possibilities: First, Cassandra uses her identity to do her side job, and second, there are third-party forces behind her.

No matter which one it is, this woman doesn't seem to need Michael to save her from the sea of ​​suffering. This logic makes no sense.

...

At the presidential residence, Kassandra stood in her studio and looked at the oil paintings that had been sent. She felt very complicated. Simply put, she was very unhappy. The emotion that she had been plotted and could not be expressed yet has been lingering in her mind.

Waving his hand, several staff members came over to move the painting away. There will be an art exhibition at the National Art Center next week, and so far, almost all preparations have been made.

It is actually a hype. Take today's oil painting for example. There will be multiple auctions in the six months after the exhibition. In the end, its auction price will reach 7 million pounds, which is nearly a hundred times higher than the initial starting price.

There are dozens of paintings of the same type in her hand. Of course, these paintings were not prepared for her, but for her clients.

"Mrs. Nigel, the gallery's gallery, has arrived." A staff member knocked on the door and said.

Kassandra put down her thoughts and turned to instruct, "I'll go change my clothes, please let him wait for me in the reception room."

The staff retreated, Mr. Nigel, the largest art merchant in Riyuesk and a regular visitor to the First Lady, Kassandra often searched for rare paintings and artworks through him.

Nigel looked in his early forties, with shiny hair and a well-tailored suit. He looked like he was dressed... No, he looked very well-educated.

Before long, Cassandra had already changed her clothes and arrived at the reception room.

Nigel stood up and said in a compliment, "Madam, long time no see, you are still so beautiful."

The two of them hugged each other politely before Nigel handed over what he brought. The same oil painting was a work that was not easy to find on the market, but Cassandra could still tell at a glance that it was fake.

"Very good, my art exhibition is waiting for this one. You must be there next week, Mr. Nigel." Kassandra put the painting aside. She had no idea about the authenticity of the painting. Anyway, it was just a tool for money laundering. Fake paintings are better and there is a little less handling fee.

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

After fumbled behind the frame, I took out a flashlight-like thing from the drawer, opened it, shone it on one side of the frame, and a hidden string was displayed under the lilac beam.

Cassandra kept the string in her mind, then put away the tools, took out a bottle of liquid from her makeup box and dipped it a little with a tissue, and then wiped it twice at the positions of those characters.

Afterwards, she asked someone to put the painting in the studio. She turned on the computer and found a website to introduce the artwork. Based on the string of characters, she found the information she needed. After putting it together, she was an address.

Before I could think about it, her door had been photographed outside a few times.

Kassandra couldn't help laughing when she looked at the door, stood up and walked over to open the door. A little boy of four or five years old giggled and staggered in and hugged her legs.

"Max, you're awake." Cassandra bent down and reached out to pick up the boy.

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

"It's okay, I'll 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 Michael's injury. This was taken by Swagg's installation of surveillance equipment. The picture was not very clear, but it can be seen that this group of people is very professional. According to Swagg, they first destroyed the surveillance, and this one could be left because the installation location was too hidden.

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

Even the local media only reported news that suspected gangsters were snatching territory.

These people are tall and use Russian weapons mostly AK-74M assault rifles. Tactics and rules of engagement are completely characteristic of the Russians.

"It's not my special forces, right?" These people are well-equipped, but their combat uniforms are made of German camouflage and a French-designed tactical vest, which is quite a mixture of words.

"Do you think these people are the same as us?" Xu Chuan touched his chin, then turned to look at his dog legs.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Curtis understood what Xu Chuan meant, "Are you talking about mercenaries?"

Xu Chuan nodded. Some things were likely to be seen by traveling with them. These people were skillful in military movements, but they always had some scatteredness, and some details were different from regular soldiers. Simply put, it gave people a feeling of clocking in and getting off work.

In addition, these people ignored the additional damage around them. If it weren't for the fact that they wanted to catch the alive, they might have used bombs to blow up the entire house to the sky.

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

"If it was Ovechkin, there should be no need to use mercenaries." The layman watched the fun and the experts looked at the tricks, and 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 Kassandra who revealed their whereabouts and put them in danger.

Xu Chuan supported his chin with his right hand, and he never expected that Bai Ya, my form was so complicated.

However, it doesn't make sense. The president has been replaced, and there is nothing that will not happen.

So which bastard dared to attack Umbrella's people?

...

Not far from where Xu Chuan lives, in the presidential suite of another hotel, only two streets apart, Ali Taselov, the head of the Gogol Defense Company who had picked up the NSA defection agent in Roanapra, was leisurely watching the TV news.

‘Bai Ya, our Deputy Minister of Economic Affairs, met with the Chairman of UC Technology…’

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