Xueming sat at the bar, listing a row of cups, and wanted to prepare drinks in advance for his hangover friends.
The golden milk soup falls into the cup one by one, creating vortexes.
He didn't even look up and got to the point simply and to the point.
"How should you calculate this [insurance money]?"
Hasben never expected that the other party would obediently pay the money and settle the matter——
——He originally wanted to stir up trouble and ask the boss of [Anonymous Doe] to come forward so that he could get some information, but now he is stuck in the dilemma of riding a tiger.
"Uh, me." Hasben hesitated and couldn't hold back a word for a long time.
The two fellow countrymen were anxious, but could not help the team leader in the slightest.
They come from satellite towns and poor and backward mountain towns. They finally entered a big city, but they never met ten thousand thoughtful people.
Jiang Xueming flicked his fingers, and the cups and cups, like obedient domestic dogs, slid on the table and were sent to the water table next to the porch, neatly arranged in a straight line.
Then he said to Hasbon.
"Are you new here?"
Hasband: "Yes"
Jiang Xueming: "Have you consulted with your colleagues on this matter?"
Hasband: “I’ve heard of it.”
Jiang Xueming: "What standards are used to collect insurance premiums?"
Hasband: "Probably"
Jiang Xueming: "Don't say [should] - this is a rule. Rules cannot be changed and guessed randomly. I have seen this kind of rule at Mimir Hot Spring Market."
Having said this, Xueming took out a small notebook and quickly made notes on the accounts.
"For example, in the square near the station at the Mimir Hot Spring Market, the insurance premium for the surrounding food and accommodation stores is 7%. It is collected by the Red Rock Rock Band every month. The regular money given to the Guangling Cease and Extinction Rapid Response Force may have to be withdrawn. Thirty percent.”
Husband seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw: "That's right."
Jiang Xueming continued: "The insurance premiums for the clothing industry and weapons suppliers will be much more expensive. After all, they are not people's livelihood industries. Apart from taxes, 18% of the insurance premiums must be paid every month. This is guaranteed by the Red Stone Rock Band and Guangling interest-free association." For the safety of merchants, any personal and financial damage caused by non-natural disasters and force majeure must be compensated according to the price.”
He chewed on the pen holder and explained in detail to Hasben.
"Different regions also have different payment methods. For example, in inaccessible and unknown land, the amount required for this kind of insurance business will also increase. The further away from the station, the more expensive it will be. So Hasben, do you know how safe Jiujie Station is? Really? What percentage of my turnover should I pay you?"
Hasban said without thinking: "Twenty percent."
"Yes, it is the highest level." Jiang Xueming clapped softly and put down his pen: "Since this club involves the transformation and production of military equipment, I need to pay 2% to the garrison team at Jiujie Station every month. After-tax operating income of ten, then the question is, Hasben, what do you want to do when you come to my store that has not yet opened? "
Hasband took out a cigarette from his pocket and was about to light it, hoping to use nicotine to soothe his nervous heart.
"You can't smoke here, the smoking room hasn't been built yet." Jiang Xueming looked as usual.
Husband didn't care, so what was there to worry about at the construction site? Then he lit up a cigarette and continued talking to Jiang Xueming.
"Your mason has been working here for more than half a year. We have been responsible for the safety production work here. There is no credit but hard work. You must give him some money to show his appreciation."
Jiang Xueming reached out his hand and pinched out the cigarette butt in Hasben's mouth——
——There were two black marks on the white gloves.
"This is against the rules, Husband. Whether you smoke in the store or ask me for the fee in advance, it is against the rules."
In just a moment, Haspen mobilized his spirit body, intending to fight against the gunsmith's smoke-extinguishing hand.
But the steel arms that suddenly appeared were like grabbing tofu chunks, tearing his weak spirit body into pieces.
Sharp and piercing nerve pain came from his forearm. He was sweating profusely and his face was pale. He watched helplessly as Xueming took away the cigarette from his mouth.
The gunsmith slowly took out a spare ashtray from under the bar, extinguished the cigarette completely, and finally spoke slowly.
"I know what this money represents. Different regions require different funding structures to support the mission operations of armed personnel - purchasing weapons and rallying people. But rules are rules, like the complete set of equipment you have on you."
He pointed to Hasband's headband.
"Triangular hemostatic bandage."
He pointed to the helmet.
"You bought your own unofficial ration of survival lanterns."
Point to the primary weapon.
"The gun light, rat-tail groove and holographic sight are additional purchases."
Point to secondary weapon.
“Flame extinguishers and undermount flashlights cost money.”
Pointing to MOLLE's hanging board.
"GPS navigation, Ranger regiment's encrypted identification friend or foe mark, explosion level indicator."
Point to the waist strap.
"Six extended magazines, all with quick-extract base plates."
Pointing to the body armor underneath the portable equipment.
"The one made of rock wool is not the standard bulletproof vest provided by Guangling Zhixi."
Point to leg hangers and waist hangers.
"Two knives, a utility knife for cutting rappel ropes and defusing bombs, and a combat knife."
Finally, it returned to Hasben's two friends.
"Your vanguard sentry is the one on the left who has a lightweight CQB indoor combat stock. The other one has a long sight added to the gun and the barrel has also been changed. He is your sniper."
Jiang Xueming finally said——
"——These all cost money. I know that the money is very important, and I respect your profession. Every penny I pay will become your fighting power, but you have to follow the rules, right?"
Hasben frowned and nodded, feeling that this gunsmith was quite troublesome.
Jiang Xueming changed the topic: "You want to know about the leader of [Anonymous Doe]?"
Hasben was like a fish biting the hook, and immediately asked: "Yes!"
Jiang Xueming: "She doesn't like to be discussed, and she doesn't like to show off in front of many people. She has social phobia."
Hasband: "Can I know her name?"
Jiang Xueming: "I'm afraid not."
Hasben muttered in a low voice: "What can we do? What can we do?"
This damn gunsmith is like an iron plate, leaving no room for him to break through——
——I wanted to find any reason to cause trouble, but this guy is very slippery. If Hasband's team really wants to make trouble in this bar without reason, Ao Ruomingde will blame him, and I'm afraid he won't be able to keep his job.
Jiang Xueming: "You have a mission? Do you want to investigate [Anonymous]'s person?"
"Ho--" Haspen gasped.
Jiang Xueming: "It's easy to guess."
Having said this, Husband had no intention of hiding it. The young man was so indignant that he took out a handful of crumpled money from his pocket as if he wanted to cut his flesh and bleed it.
"Do me a favor? Do me a favor, okay? Dude."
Jiang Xueming: "What do you mean by giving me money?"
Hasband changed his expression to a flattering one, and couldn't even put on a business-like fake smile.
"I want to ask you about her. It's best if I can bring some photos back with you."
Xueming smoothed out a piece of Zhang Huishi currency and straightened every corner. When he saw the blood stains on the currency, his heart hurt a little.
"Then you can start asking."
Hasben took out his cell phone and prepared to take notes. His right hand was still not obedient due to nerve pain and was shaking. Jiang Xueming poured some Wangyou tea for the little brother to repair the nerve damage.
"Take your time, you'll feel better if you drink it."
Hasben slapped the back of his hand nervously and anxiously, and threw the three-defense machine on the table, trying to restrain this disobedient hand. After hearing the gunsmith's instructions, he drank the tea soup in one gulp.
"Is this something from the VIP tea room?"
Jiang Xueming: "Yes."
After Hasben finished drinking the tea, he added two pyroxene coins to the table like an unconvinced child.
"Here you go! In your territory, follow your rules!"
Xueming smiled and gave this young man a live demonstration of what a business-style fake smile is.
"Excuse me."
Hasben followed the instructions of the big shot on the phone and asked one after another: "What's her name? What's her name?"
Xueming: "We call her [Big Sister`Big Sister]."
Hasband: "Where's your real name?"
Xueming: "You have to pay more."
Hasben immediately caught the younger brother. With Xiao Zuo and Xiao You looking dissatisfied and in a dilemma, he dug into his trousers pockets and buttocks and collected seventy-two yuan.
Xueming: "Not enough."
"Isn't it enough?" Haspen immediately slapped the table: "Don't push your limits! Gunsmith!"
"Don't push yourself too far! - Mr. Hasband!" Jiang Xueming leaned on the bar table, like an angry tiger, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and he yelled at the young man to sit back on the chair.
"Why do you smoke in the club?" Soon after he said it, Xueming had already grabbed Haspen's cigarette case in his hand, "Mr. Hasben, why?"
Without waiting for the other party to answer, Jiang Xueming had already taken out one of them.
"I've told you the rules here, but you still have to break them, again and again, and again and again."
The dexterous fingers passed the cigarette from the little finger to the thumb, and so on, from the left hand to the right hand, and then Xueming held it in his mouth.
"You can have fun like this, you can come in politely, you can say to me [Gunsmith, hey! I want to spend some money to buy some information], you can sit down openly, you can tell me what you have been doing recently. It’s very tight. I just went to District 11. There are a lot of things to do, and everything depends on money. You are very poor and can’t find a suitable headband. You can only use a triangular bandage to cover the skull injury. Your hair. She’s very beautiful, but there’s only one scar left. After drinking Mrs. Bai’s products, that bunch of red hair hasn’t had time to grow, right?”
Hasben breathed hard, and his eyes became bloodshot, but they disappeared in a short moment.
Jiang Xueming continued: "Remember the rules of [Anonymous Doe]. You need to spend a lot of money to find out about [Big Sister·Big Sister]. Who do you think she is? The top singer in the nightclub? Or some kind of idol star?" ?"
"Am I her agent? Or your paparazzi? Mr. Hasband, your price is not enough."
"I understand." Hasband took off his sling and put the main weapon on the table: "Is this enough?"
Jiang Xueming took the AR15 and gently tapped its plastic trigger lock. "Can I check it? It looks in good condition."
Hasband: "Okay."
The expressions of the two young followers immediately changed.
"team leader!"
"This is not for sale!"
Xueming skillfully unlocked it and began to inspect the firearm. In just a few seconds, he took the two arms of the spirit body and dismantled it into parts.
The wear and tear of the bolt and the copper slag from the primer were so dazzling to Hasbon's eyes. When the barrier rod was pulled out, the steel bar had turned white and half of the diamond coating had fallen off.
Its flashlight strobe light is broken, and the brightness of the laser-assisted aiming is not clear enough. It has been used for a long time.
Hasben explained nervously: "I know it looks old. But I am the commander and attacker of the team, so it is absolutely."
"A very excellent main weapon." Jiang Xueming interrupted.
Husband was stunned for a moment, and then began to nod.
Xueming then finished assembling the firearm, turned sideways and took aim.
"The fishbone grip is polished, and you didn't install a front grip or hand stopper. This is correct - environments that require multiple intense firefights will strain the connecting parts of the equipment and affect your shooting accuracy. It's The butt stock is very close to the shoulder, and you added some cowhide.”
Hasband: "Yes. Yes."
Jiang Xueming pulled the bolt, idled the gun, and then hit the release button. The locking action of the gun was clean and neat, without any glitches.
"It's a bit unsightly with some of the oxide and plating off - but it's very deadly. You're a good fighter, Mr. Hasband."
"Thank you." Hasben's heart finally returned to his stomach, and then asked: "Gunsmith, is my weapon valuable? Can I exchange it for my eldest sister's real name?"
Jiang Xueming sent the AR15 back.
"Unfortunately, no."
Hasben asked in surprise: "No?"
Jiang Xueming shook his head.
"No, because I don't know her real name. I can't answer this question. You can follow the memo on your phone and ask further."
Hasben held the phone nervously and continued to read according to the script.
"What does she like? If you want to give her a gift and please her"
Jiang Xueming: "Pink things."
Hasband: “Can you be more specific?”
Jiang Xueming: "Firearms are things that can kill people."
Haspen immediately started typing on his cell phone, preparing to send all these messages back to the Sunflower Senate——
"——Don't worry." Jiang Xueming immediately grabbed Hasben's hand.
Hasband was so anxious that he was sweating: "Gunsmith, what do you mean? I have wasted a lot of time on this matter! I"
Jiang Xueming lowered his head and said word by word: "Listen to me."
Hasben didn't know what the [Anonymous] butler was trying to do, so he had no choice but to cooperate with the other party and continue to ask questions.
"Which area is she more active in?"
Jiang Xueming: "Ao Ruimingde regards [Anonymous] as a special operations group. Any block or any matter special operations group may participate."
Hasband: "What's the next mission?"
Jiang Xueming: "District 48."
Hasband: "Specifically"
Jiang Xueming: "That's it."
Hasband: "If it's convenient, can I make an appointment with her? My boss wants to meet her."
Jiang Xueming: "If you want to convey this message, present your secondary weapons."
"No, no, no, boss!" Xiao Zuo immediately covered his pocket and tightened his quick-draw gun holster: "This is my wife, my lover! My second life! I am loyal to her!"
For the vanguard sentry, it is often necessary to empty the main weapon magazine to suppress fire and escape from street fighting. For Xiao Zuo, the pistol is his other life.
"Hand it over!" Hasben scolded: "Hand it over! This job is very important to us! It is a certificate of nomination! As long as it can be completed, I will buy you a new one!"
Finally, three law enforcement guns were placed neatly on the table.
Jiang Xueming dismantled them one by one, and then found a pair of boots and a piece of titanium alloy scrap from under the bar.
The Sig Sauer 1911 is also a modification of the STI2011, which is the gun used by law enforcement officers in the U.S. Federal Court. The price is around $3,000.
The guys in the hands of these young men are valuable. They are people who live with their heads on their waists and will never neglect their weapons.
Xue Ming took the vodka given by Diamond the drill boy from the wine cabinet and poured it into the cup.
He disassembled the three guns one by one, degreased and cleaned all the pin spring hammer components, then shouted [Fragrant Dream] to mill the parts, and copied the three brand new pistols.
The big steel cat felt extremely reluctant and returned to Xueming's body after finishing the work, refusing to say a word.
Jiang Xueming put the three rusty old items under the counter, put the small spring parts back into the new guns, and pushed them towards Haspen and the others.
"This is [Anonymous]'s gift to the brave warriors."
Hasband said in surprise: "Gunsmith, are you kidding me?"
Xiao Zuo’s eyes almost fell out of their sockets——
"——The all-steel version of Staccato can be bought in the underground world. It costs more than four hundred yuan. It is very troublesome to bring it down from the surface. It is made of titanium alloy."
Hasband: "Hey! Wake up!"
Xiao Zuo has already started to drool: "Gunsmith! Is this for me?"
Jiang Xueming: "Yes."
Xiao Zuo picked up the shiny silver gun body and pulled the slide when he heard a crisp click.
"I'm sorry! Wife, you can only be your ex-wife now!"
With a face filled with suspicion, Hasband held up this exquisitely crafted secondary weapon. It was very light and responded quickly. It's just that the cold grip makes people feel uncomfortable, but a few pieces of sandpaper can fix it.
"What do you want to do? These things are far more valuable than the money I pay you."
"This is why I want you to take your time." Jiang Xueming gathered all the banknotes handed over by Mr. Hasband and slowly pushed them back. "You are convinced of the news you bought with money. You want to send it immediately." Go back and take it as your certificate of submission and claim credit from your boss."
Hasband: "Did you lie to me?"
Jiang Xueming: "No, you remember [Anonymous]'s other rule, gunsmiths will not lie."
Hasband: "Then what do you mean by doing these rituals?"
Jiang Xueming placed the boots in the center of the table and continued.
"I gave you a gun for free, but you have to be suspicious. People are such strange things. I think you should be more cautious and tactful, Mr. Hasband - please understand everything I say to you, Use it carefully as a bargaining chip for your own life, don't hand it over so simply, no one will cherish free things."
Hasband took back the blood-stained banknotes and looked at the gunsmith with a heavy heart, "Thank you."
Jiang Xueming took out the gift box, put the boots in, and placed a piece of overnight cake on the instep of the smooth and new leather boots. It was Meteor's birthday cake. No one had finished the ten-pound cake.
"This is the gift that eldest sister asked me to bring to your boss."
Hasben's face changed drastically: "What? What does this mean?"
Jiang Xueming: "In London, England, she wore these boots when she was annihilating the Rose Cult. Coincidentally, like your guns, the brand of women's shoes is also called Staccato. It was jointly designed by sixty craftsmen and made through two hundred processes. Product. Just like [Jane Doe] is very disciplined, very strict.”
The gift box slowly moved forward and finally closed the lid.
"Tell your boss a few words - a rookie like you, no matter the money in your pocket or the quality of your body, can't exchange for the information of the eldest sister. You can only exchange for this pair of boots, you big You can find a private detective to analyze the pheromones in the shoes and the size of the soles of the feet, and judge how tall and heavy the woman is through the sweat stains on the footprints. But if you ask the gunsmith to say one more thing about the big sister, it is all right [Anonymous ] insult.”
"As for your boss who wants to meet with Sister, then ask him to come to our club in person - and eat this cake. This is the birthday cake of the unknown patriarch."
The gunsmith patted the gift box gently, and finally calmly said the most rude words to Hasbon.
"Sister, you want me to give your boss a message——"
"——If you want to go on a date with me, kneel down and lick your shoes clean."
Hasband and his two little brothers walked out of the club in despair.
The team leader hugged the gift box and murmured silently: "The domineering side is showing."
Xiao Zuo hugged his new wife and couldn't put it down, and told the captain.
"Hey! Why are you thinking so much! Boss, this thing we have can sell for at least five thousand yuan. We will make a lot of money!"
Xiaoyou looked at the cake box, puzzled.
"Captain, I have a question."
Hasband: "What's the problem?"
Xiaoyou immediately said: "Is that nameless eldest sister secretly in love with our boss?"
Haas thought for a long time, but still didn't understand the brain circuit of the sniper in the team.
Xiaoyou said, pointing to the cake.
"Why else would she reward the boss?"
