"If you lose three for one, that's a profit of 18 million US dollars, and you will get 24 million US dollars."
Cheng Yan's heart was pounding, the money must have come too quickly.
When she accepted the murder mission in the organization, she earned all her hard-earned money. Sometimes she would stay for three days and three nights just to assassinate a target.
And for such hard work, one commission only costs one hundred thousand US dollars, and lower-level tasks only cost tens of thousands of US dollars.
Now, she has received 18 million US dollars in one fell swoop, which is enough for her to eat and drink for the rest of her life.
"We will share this money equally."
Cheng Yan said seriously.
If it weren't for Chen Feng, she wouldn't have staked all her wealth on it.
"Then I'll take a small change, and you can keep the rest."
Chen Feng said with a smile.
Four million US dollars is enough for him to live for a long time.
"Oh well."
Cheng Yan nodded slightly.
At this moment, Sang Haixue came over and hugged Chen Feng.
"Last time we met, Xingmen Sanghaixue."
"Stargate!"
Cheng Yan narrowed her eyes, with a look of surprise in her eyes.
Could it be that he is from the Star Gate?
But it doesn't look like the two of them knew each other. The origin of this man named "Feng Chen" shouldn't be too mysterious.
"I'll go get the money first, and you can chat."
Cheng Yan was very sensible and walked away immediately.
"Miss Sang Haixue, don't you know what's wrong with you?"
Chen Feng said softly.
Chen Feng also felt a little fond of this woman who gave him a ride.
"I didn't expect to see such a wonderful performance just for a good show. Your Excellency is really amazing."
Sang Haixue smiled slightly and flattered her slightly.
As the saying goes, you can wear everything you wear, but you can never wear flattery.
“Speak up!”
Chen Feng said softly.
"I would like to ask you to take a trip to the Star Gate with me. Of course, I will pay you a generous reward."
Sang Haixue said slowly.
"Just think of it as, last time I gave you a ride, you also helped me once."
Sang Haixue smiled slightly and handed over his business card. Now the other party was qualified to receive his business card.
"Master of the Star Gate Battle Hall."
Chen Feng glanced at Sang Haixue with some surprise.
Unexpectedly, this woman's position is not low.
He also knew something about the Star Gate. This organization had been established for a hundred years. During the war before the founding of the People's Republic of China, it had been raising funds overseas to help the country.
Although he is not a white man, he is still very patriotic.
It also has considerable influence overseas.
"Miss Sang Haixue is joking. There is nothing I can do to help you. The Star Gate is so powerful that I can't think of anything that needs me."
"Stargate has been in internal strife now. There is no one I can trust around me, so I need your help."
"Once the Star Gate is completely rioted and divided, other forces will definitely encroach on the Star Gate. The Star Gate has always provided shelter to overseas Chinese. If the Star Gate falls, I'm afraid..."
"Please, Mr. Feng!"
Sang Haixue bent down slightly, her attitude was very sincere.
Chen Feng frowned, thought for a moment, and nodded slightly, "Chinese people all share the same ancestry. It seems that I can't escape from this."
"Thank you Mr. Feng."
Sang Haixue's eyes lit up and she said excitedly.
After saying that, he clasped his fists again and stopped disturbing Chen Feng.
"Miss, although he is strong alone, the forces within the Star Gate are complicated, and I'm afraid he won't be able to adapt to the environment."
"I'm afraid not."
Sang Haixue waved her hand, "Whether it works or not, let's try it first and then say!"
After saying that, he got into the luxury car and left.
As for Chen Feng, she must regard him as a trump card, a trump card that must not be known to anyone.
As soon as I got in the car, an urgent phone call came in.
"What... my foster father fainted... I'll go back right away..."
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Watching Sang Haixue leave, a man in a white suit came over and handed Chen Feng a cigar.
"Mr. Feng, nice to meet you."
The man politely extended his hand.
During this period of time, Chen Feng's pseudonym has been Feng Chen, and he has gradually adapted to this name.
Chen Feng did not answer, but looked calmly at the man in suit in front of him.
Although this person was very polite on the surface, Chen Feng still saw contempt in his eyes, which was a condescending and pitiful attitude towards other people.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say."
Chen Feng said calmly.
"We would like to invite you to join the 3k club."
The man was not polite and spoke directly.
"Don't you 3K claim to be the most noble organization in the world? You only accept white people and don't allow other people to pollute your organization."
"Therefore, how can I join your noble organization?"
Chen Feng said in a strange tone, especially emphasizing the word "noble".
Brooke frowned, glanced at Chen Feng, and then said: "Mr. Feng, I hope you won't make it difficult for me. The 3K Club is now in my hands. I can give you generous money every year. You can choose the beauties from the 3K Club."
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"Moreover, by joining our 3K Club, you can have several wives at the same time."
Greg said slowly, extending an olive branch again.
After saying that, he snapped his fingers.
Behind him, a man came over and pushed a suitcase in front of Chen Feng.
The box was opened and it was filled with U.S. dollars.
"Here is five million U.S. dollars, which is only the cost of worship for one year."
"Five million US dollars is really worth it."
Chen Feng clicked his tongue twice and still refused: "I'm sorry, I won't join you in bullying the Chinese."
The 3K Association is the largest discriminatory organization, so he naturally disdains it.
Greg looked at Chen Feng deeply, "In that case, it's a pity that we couldn't become friends."
The meaning behind the words is, if you are not a friend, you are an enemy!
Chen Feng raised his eyebrows and shrugged, "It doesn't matter."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
On the other side, Cheng Yan went to exchange her money very excitedly.
"I'm sorry, we can only pay 1.50 points. Therefore, you bet 6 million dollars, so when you get it, you will get 15 million US dollars."
The staff member said calmly.
"What do you mean?" Cheng Yan looked at the man with a cold look on her face, "According to the rules of betting, you should give me 24 million US dollars."
According to what the other party said, she lost almost 10 million US dollars!
"You should understand that the final right of interpretation belongs to our 3k Club. You have already obtained 1.5 times the profit. Just be satisfied, madam."
"No! You must give me so much, otherwise, if this matter is revealed, the reputation of your 3k club will be ruined."
Cheng Yan said softly.
"Oh, I'm sorry, we made a mistake just now. You didn't place a bet with us. This proves to be a forgery!"
At this moment, Steven walked over and said slowly.
Forgery?
Cheng Yan looked very ugly and watched helplessly as the other party tore up the certificate.
"Asshole! How could you do this!"
Cheng Yan shouted in a deep voice.
"This is the territory of the 3K Guild. We set the rules. If you don't like it, you can try it! Oh, by the way, that subordinate of yours should be a member of our 3K Guild now."
Steven said calmly.
Hearing this, Cheng Yan's heart sank, which made her feel more uncomfortable than losing money.