A tranquil yet somewhat desolate scene unfolds in a coastal cemetery.

The sea breeze, carrying a slightly salty scent, weaves through the neatly arranged tombstones, as if whispering stories of the past and eternity.

All around are lush pine and cypress trees, standing tall and silent, like loyal guardians, quietly witnessing the joys and sorrows of human life.

In the distance, the waves gently lapped against the shore, making a distant and tranquil sound, adding a touch of otherworldly serenity to this cemetery.

In this corner forgotten by time, Wen Xi slowly stepped in, her figure forming a stark contrast with the atmosphere of the environment.

Wen Xi wore a long, black dress reminiscent of a widow's dress. The black was deep and pure, seemingly capable of swallowing all the light around her, enveloping her in an indescribable sorrow and mystery.

Her skirt swayed gently with each step, each step seemingly telling a secret unknown to others.

Her beautiful hair was simply tied back, with a few stray strands fluttering gently in the wind, adding to her delicate and helpless appearance.

Such attire would be particularly eye-catching in this setting. Unsuspecting people might mistake her for someone who had come to mourn a deceased relative, or even think that her husband had predeceased her.

However, this is not the case.

Wenxi chose this place not because her husband had died, but because she was afraid of a person who might misbehave.

Wenxi stood beside a slightly old tombstone. The inscription on the tombstone had been blurred by wind and rain, as if it were a forgotten history, quietly telling the story of the vicissitudes of the past.

Wen Xi's gaze swept around from time to time, her eyes showing both vigilance and a hint of barely perceptible anxiety.

Ultimately, I felt unsafe about it.

As time went by, the last rays of the setting sun gradually faded, and the sky began to darken.

Just then, the sound of light footsteps came from afar, breaking the surrounding tranquility.

Wenxi's heart began to race. She gripped her handbag tightly, her gaze fixed on the direction from which the sound came.

Soon, a familiar figure gradually came into focus.

Zhang Fan's appearance complicated Wen Xi's feelings.

The reason for choosing this place to meet was not only for safety reasons, but more importantly, because there was nothing we could do here.

After all, the fact that Zhang Fan called her alone meant something unusual, and Wen Xi knew that this meeting would not be simple.

As Zhang Fan approached step by step, Wen Xi could feel her nervousness gradually escalating.

Wen Xi tried to regulate her breathing, attempting to appear more composed.

However, her black attire appeared even more unusual in the dim light, as if she herself were part of the cemetery, blending into the surrounding atmosphere, both mysterious and unsettling.

Zhang Fan's gaze faltered for a moment when it met Wen Xi's, perhaps because he was stunned by her appearance, or perhaps because he was surprised by the choice of this meeting place.

Why is she so afraid of herself?

Her outfit makes her even more attractive to men's wicked desires.

"Is there any connection? Do you know anyone in the Xia Kingdom's military equipment sales department?"

Zhang Fan got straight to the point.

Wen Xi was taken aback.

this?

Such high requirements.

"Two options. First, I'll introduce you to each other, and you'll give me a referral fee of 50 million. Second, I'll take 10% of the total amount of weapons you sell as profit."

Wenxi didn't say whether it was possible or not, but instead asked for benefits first.

Wen Xi knew exactly what Zhang Fan was planning, so she decided to settle the benefits first before discussing anything else.

"You're really ruthless. Aren't you afraid I might do something to you here?"

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

"I'm scared, but if you kill me, it will be inconvenient for you to do things in the future, so I am still useful to you. As long as you can live and make money, you have to put up with it."

Wen Xi revealed a smug look.

"I only want you to introduce me to one person, and you want fifty million?"

How could Zhang Fan possibly think it wasn't dark?

Just helping out?

“That’s part of my network, and I think it’s worth the price. If you think it’s too expensive, you can find someone else. In business, there has to be enough profit. This 50 million isn’t for me to take alone; it has to be shared with various parties.”

"Everyone can make money in order to make money well. If you take all the money, what will others make?"

Wen Xi rolled her eyes at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan started calculating in his mind: fifty million, or a 10% benefit, fifty million was definitely a better deal.

"I'll give you fifty million after it's all done."

Zhang Fan made his choice.

"No, it's beforehand."

Wen Xi said with certainty.

Beforehand? They hadn't even made any money themselves, yet they were expected to pay out 50 million?

this?

This is really dark.

To close that deal, you definitely need to meet certain people; otherwise, how can you make contact?

"Okay, I'll pay you first. If you take the money and don't do the job, I'll kill you."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to kill me. I don't want everyone to know you're no good in three seconds."

Anyone can talk big, so Wenxi took out her account, opened her phone, and asked to get the money first.

Zhang Fan made a phone call and asked someone to transfer a large sum of money to Wen Xi.

Wen Xi waited a while, and only smiled slightly after confirming that the money had arrived in her account.

"When would you like to meet? I'll arrange it."

Wen Xi said confidently, "Now that we've got the money, we definitely have to get things done."

Those who run underground banks are very trustworthy.

Otherwise, why would so many people choose to trade with me?

Now Zhang Fan is also a major client, and it's important to maintain good client relationships. As long as he doesn't interfere with my business, everything is fine.

Zhang Fan leaned close to Wen Xi's ear and whispered something in her earlobe.

Wen Xi's cheeks slowly flushed red, then she looked up at the man and said, "I hope you really are that good. I'm really looking forward to it."

What he just said was just a man bragging, bragging about how he plays himself. I've heard this kind of talk too many times.

"I need to arrange a meeting as quickly as possible."

Zhang Fan still wanted to facilitate this deal, and now that a huge sum of money has been paid, he hasn't received anything in return.

Furthermore, he doubted whether Wenxi had the ability, since the person he was meeting was of a very high level.

If she were to just find any random person to fool her, she would really be in trouble.

I'm not joking, fifty million is a huge sum of money these days!

She asks for huge sums of money right off the bat; if she were to lie, she'd be dead for sure.

Wenxi nodded.

"Go to xx and wait there. They'll be here in a few hours at most."

Wen Xi said confidently, and then walked downstairs.

Although this cemetery is safe, it's also a bit scary. It's gloomy and has a frightening feel to it now.

A few hours?

Why would you just randomly pick someone to deceive yourself?

She should know the consequences.

Just go and wait!