1644. Lurking (middle)
James Bond walked directly to the Bisi man and snorted with a hint of contempt, "Humph, Bisi man."
"Hello, Mr. Sutley." The Bisi man responded with a smile.
"Chhetri. If such a mistake or temptation occurs again, then you can figure it out for yourselves. I will just listen to a concert on Planet Bis." James Bond said coldly.
"This is not a business that is open to the public, Mr. Chhetri." The Bisi waved his hand, and a bodyguard next to him immediately took out a piece of metal and placed it on the table, "In it, there are about 20 grams of neutron star material wrapped in it. , Quat Power Shipyard uses this thing to build the armor of the Cheer-class assault landing ship, which makes it unafraid of most artillery fire even without a shield. This thing is not available on the market... …This also means sky-high prices.”
However, James Bond took out a piece of credit ingot, and then used the credit ingot to push the piece of metal aside and said calmly: "Don't fool me with this kind of thing. I don't care if this is a neutron star or a white dwarf. If you give me this thing, where can I sell it? Sell it back to Kuat? Then the next day, you will be invited by the Ministry of Security of the Republic to stay there for how many days?"
"It seems that you don't quite understand the value of this refined neutron star material, Mr. Chhetri." The Bis man said.
"I just want cash. Yes, credit ingots, and don't fool me with credit notes issued by the Republic." James Bond didn't even have the patience to sit down and talk. He looked a little irritable.
"Your request is a bit unreasonable, Mr. Chhetri." The Bis said.
"Listen to me!" James Bond suddenly put his hands on the table and said viciously: "The five-million-ton tractor beam is already a weapon-level equipment! Tell that to the person behind you! First, I want to know that you have the financial resources, and second, I want to know that you have normal needs! I don’t want my products to be found on a pirate ship one day!”
"Credit ingots are impossible, Mr. Chhetri. I can increase the price appropriately, so that our cooperation may be able to continue." The Bisi man said.
"Let your boss come and talk to me. You can't make any decisions." James Bond stood up and threw the credit ingot he just held in front of the Bisi people, just like sending away a beggar, " This is your tip, you’re welcome.”
After saying that, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
[Obviously he brought out the neutron star material just now to test you, James. Normal businessmen will not be interested in this thing. Those who are interested in neutron star materials will only be separatists. ] Nova's voice sounded in his mind.
[What is the origin of this middleman you found? 】James Bond also began to learn to speak in his head and relax this part of his guard so that both Nova and Tosh's telepathy could know.
[A dark broker. To put it simply, his job is to find some sources of low-priced goods, and then supply them to places of urgent need and sell them at high prices. But the problem is that a broker like him is willing to do basically any business. We contacted him for these 500,000-ton tractor beams. It is conservatively estimated that he can earn 5 million credits every time they go in and out. ] Nova said.
[Is it too late for me to change my career now? ] James Bond said with a smile.
[You can do it better than him. 】Gabriel Tosh said.
At this time, a bodyguard from the Bisi man came over quickly and said, "Gentlemen, please stay."
As he spoke, he wanted to grab Tosh, but Tosh reacted very quickly. Even without looking back, he accurately grabbed the bodyguard by the neck and lifted him up!
"My boss, I want to talk to you." The Bisi man came over and made a respectful gesture of invitation.
Looking along his hand, I saw a blurry holographic projection appearing in the room just now.
"You finally showed me a little bit of sincerity, but not much." James Bond walked over and said.
"Proceeding with caution is the lifeblood of our industry.
. " said the person shrouded in black shadow in the holographic projection. His speaking voice clearly sounded like he was using a voice changer.
"Haha... Corellians?" James Bond said with a sneer. Even though his voice had changed, he could still tell a person's accent from the rhythm of his speaking.
"Very keen." The man said, "Now that I'm here, you should tell me, why can you impress me?"
"My company can build a 500,000-ton tractor beam, that's why." James said.
[Don’t worry, let’s talk about it. For this mission, we actually built several 500,000-ton tractor beams that looked like modified goods. ] Nova said telepathically.
"Your company's qualifications can only build 20,000-ton machines." The broker said.
"There are no more than ten companies in the entire Galactic Republic that are qualified to produce 500,000-ton tractor beams. You can definitely order from them." James Bond sneered, "500,000-ton tractor beam. It can already easily drag a Jaeger-class battlecruiser that has lost power. If it is obtained by pirates, the transport ship caught by this tractor beam will not even have a chance to struggle."
"What I care about is your company's technical strength." the broker said.
"I brought samples, and you can inspect them at any time." James said, "I assembled them from parts I purchased from a group of Trandosa scavengers. They were all dismantled from battleships. The military-grade parts are absolutely reliable! If you pay enough, I can even give you two one million tons!"
"Very good! I need 100 500,000-ton units! If your price is right, I will also take the two 1-million-ton units!" the broker said.
"You also know that these things are illegally modified, so I have to pay with credit ingots! At one-fifth of the market price!" James said.
"I don't have so many credit ingots, but I do have a lot of credit banknotes from the Republic. At the same time, I can also exchange them for other things." The broker said.
"And I also need a guarantee that my things will not be resold to pirates!" James emphasized again, "Don't lie to me! With 100 tractor beams, you can arm an entire pirate fleet! "
The broker thought for a while and said: "Somewhere, a series of large projects are being carried out. I can reveal some information to you. The volume of this large project is very large. Your goods are simply a drop in the bucket among the materials involved. ! Moreover, this is the project of Quat Power Dockyard!"
"I'm from the planet Kuat! How come I don't know? And, Kuat Power Dockyard? Don't kid me, they still lack a tractor beam? Huh!" James Bond said, turning around and leaving again.
