Chapter 818: Art Exhibition (please collect, recommend, and monthly tickets)
Chapter 818 Art Exhibition (Please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)
At the Presidential Residence, Cassandra fell into an unprecedented sense of crisis after receiving the news that Nigel had been kidnapped.
She knows better than anyone else the nature of Da Ying's urine. After a tool becomes useless, it will definitely be abandoned. There is no way to have relationships with this old capitalist empire.
She also watched the video of the scene. Those kidnapped people looked too much like people from the Military Intelligence Agency.
Kassandra had to consider that the people above were cleaning up the house. In her opinion, she and Nigel were on the same line. If something happened to the other party, she should be the next target.
She now wanted to run away with the child, and she also had a hint of regret for rejecting Michael's proposal before.
“Madam, the manager of the gallery came to ask about this art exhibition.” A maid knocked on Cassandra’s door, and what she said directly caused her to fall into chaos.
This time should have been made with Nigel, but this guy has been kidnapped.
With this question in mind, Cassandra came to the first floor of the villa, where an Asian man in a light-colored suit was waiting.
"Hello, madam, I am the new manager of the gallery. Mr. Nigel has a little trouble now. I am here to discuss the art exhibition with you on his behalf." This Asian looks very gentle, with a smile on his face. A confident smile.
Kassandra asked doubtfully, "What is your name?" She was very sure that she had never seen this person before.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I haven’t introduced myself yet. My surname is Wang, Wang Haihe, and I am Mr. Nigel’s partner.”
"I'm sorry, I haven't heard him mention you." Cassandra remained vigilant. It was not a good thing for her to have such a person come to her at this time.
The Asian named Wang Haihe was mentally prepared for Cassandra's attitude. "Madam, I know you don't trust me very much, but I think you must have seen these things."
He took out several documents from his briefcase and handed them to Cassandra. These were some agreements signed by the other party and Nigel. Of course, these were just for show, but the signature on them was Cassandra's own.
Cassandra took it and looked at it. These are some cooperation agreements signed in order to maintain business relations with Nigel Gallery. These must be in Nigel's hands, and some are from this person. Of course, the cooperation agreement between MR.WANG and Nigel cannot involve money laundering, but is just some business cooperation.
Although Nigel's money laundering business originated from high-level officials in Da Ying, and even MI6 knew about his actions, MI6 would never get involved in the specific operation of the business. After all, if anyone was found out, Da Ying's intelligence department would personally end it. Money laundering is really embarrassing.
Even Cassandra is unclear about the personnel structure within the money laundering group.
"We have indeed never met. That's because I have been in charge of the business in Asia, and you also know that due to business relationships, we should not have too much contact with each other. This time it was an accident." Wang Haihe explained.
Cassandra politely asked Mr. Wang to sit down on the sofa. She sat opposite him equally gracefully and put the documents on her knees.
"I understand why you are here, but Nigel and I have worked together for many years. There are some things that I am not sure Mr. Wang is clear about..." Cassandra decided to test the other party first.
Wang Haihe's smile remained unchanged. He came here today to establish a relationship with the other party first. The art exhibition was about to start. This involved several big business deals. It was impossible to give up just because of Nigel's disappearance. Money laundering also requires credit. .
He believes the same is true for the other party. No one can give up such a huge benefit easily, not to mention that his identity as a partner is not simple. He seems to have a large official background.
But Wang Haihe doesn't care about this. As long as he can make a lot of money, he doesn't care who the other party is.
"I know that this business involves several big executives. You can rest assured that our operating procedures are the same. And more importantly, I own several casinos in Asia. Our future operations will be more flexible and cycle-oriented. It won’t be measured in years like works of art.”
What Wang Haihe hopes most now is that Nigel never comes back, so that he can swallow up the entire business.
Cassandra thought about it, then looked at the other person and said, "This art auction involves several auction houses and a dozen buyers. If you can solve these problems before the art exhibition, I think we can still It’s possible to cooperate.”
"Happy cooperation." Wang Haihe was waiting for her words. Just as he thought, no one could give up such a huge benefit.
Coming out of the presidential palace, Wang Haihe got into his car. His driver started the car and asked, "Mr. Wang, did the woman agree?" If he could ask this question, this person must be Wang Haihe's confidant.
"It's not a big problem. We've been busy these two days." Wang Haihe was in a good mood. "But who was Nigel kidnapped? Have you found out any information?"
The driver looked back at his boss and said, "I've already said hello to my friends in the local underworld, and these people have already started asking for news."
“That’s good, you keep an eye on this matter.”
“Okay, boss.” The driver glanced at the rearview mirror subconsciously, and then his eyes became solemn.
“What’s wrong?” Wang Haihe saw the change in the other party’s expression and asked.
“It seems like someone is following us. The car behind us has been following us for a while.”
Wang Haihe nodded. He was still confident in the ability of his subordinate. This man was retired from the law and had rich practical experience.
“Sit down and I’ll give it a try.”
Wang Haihe, who was sitting in the back seat, fastened his seat belt after hearing this.
Just as the driver was about to step on the accelerator and accelerate, the car behind them that seemed to be following them had already turned on the right signal and drove towards a small road.
“Ha, you are too nervous!” Wang Haihe said with a smile.
The driver tilted his head in confusion. Maybe he was too nervous. After all, a president just died here, and he was shot to death in his own home.
Even so, he still increased his vigilance.
What he didn't know was that it wasn't just cars that were following them, there were also several quadcopter drones following their cars, transmitting the video back in real time.
Umbrella knew this when this guy found Cassandra. The monitor that Xu Chuan conveniently installed did a great job. The artificial intelligence filtered out all the keywords Nigel and Art Exhibition involved in the monitoring.
After Xu Chuan learned about it, he immediately arranged a tracking team. These people used several drones to switch vehicles and track them in a relay style, without arousing the other party's suspicion at all.
This place is not like the United States. Xu Chuan did not dare to do this in Los Angeles. There is absolutely no equipment for such low-altitude and low-speed aircraft in Riyuesk, which allows them to use it without any scruples.
“Wang Haihe? What do you do?” This name is very unfamiliar, at least there is no information about this person in Riyuesk.
I did not find this person when I investigated Nigel before.
And why is it a Chinese name? It is quite rare here, and it is not necessarily certain. What if it is a stick? Xu Chuan glanced at the photo sent back by the tracking officer with confusion, and then crushed the Coke bottle in his hand.
What the **** is this plot messing up? Xu Chuan covered his forehead with his hands, and then found that his hands were full of Coca-Cola.
“MD, hand me a tissue!” Xu Chuan looked at the carbonated drinks flowing all over the table and shouted to a group of guys who looked at him inexplicably.
Curtis threw a pack of tissues over and said to Xu Chuan, "Boss, you don't need to be so stressed. How about I take you to have some fun tonight? The quality of the babies here is very high."
“Get out!” Xu Chuan wiped the table and cursed at the same time.
“Check the information on that Asian.” Xu Chuan told a staff member who was debugging equipment.
It didn’t take long for the information of this Asian named Wang Haihe to be found. His ancestral home is Xiangjiang and he went to school in London. He is now a Dutch national. He is engaged in the lottery industry and owns two casinos and a casino in Macau.
It can be said that there are no casino operators who do not launder money.
So, is this Nigel's accomplice? Is this guy from MI6 too? Xiangjiang, Da Ying, maybe.
Xu Chuan pinched his chin and asked if he should catch this guy too.
Then he shook his head. He had already caught one. Another one would easily make Cassandra aware that someone was watching her. This woman was not simple, and she might be suspicious of him.
“Did Mr. Nigel say anything?” Xu Chuan looked at Albert. He and Curtis were taking turns questioning Nigel.
Albert shook his head, "This guy is very tough-talking, he must have been trained."
“Has his house been searched?”
“We have searched it a long time ago. We have pulled back all the safes in the house and are trying to find ways to break them. There are also computer storage devices and the like, and technicians are breaking them.” Albert replied.
Young Master Xu nodded. Well, I finally don’t have to think about everything myself, so subjective initiative is so important.
Just after Ovechkin’s April 7th, Cassandra’s art exhibition started, and Xu Chuan even wanted to go over and give him a gift.
Celebrities from all walks of life in Riyuesk still give Kassandra face. After all, she can't stay in that position for long. After fierce debate, my parliament decided to hold an early election.
In other words, the day is not far away when Cassandra will move out of the presidential palace, and there is no need to offend her at this point in time.
So everyone behaves very friendly, even if they don’t buy, they all come to support it.
The art exhibition is very large and is held at the National Art Center in Baidu. The exhibits are not only oil paintings but also other sculptures.
Of course Xu Chuan went there that day, and it was considered an unprecedented event.
There were many professionals introducing these works of art to everyone present, but Xu Chuan couldn’t understand them anyway. He didn’t understand whether they were real or fake.
Here Xu Chuan met the businessman named Wang Haihe. This man was very capable. He was able to organize this art exhibition after Nigel disappeared. Judging from Cassandra's expression, she must be very satisfied.
“Hey, madam, we meet again.” Xu Chuan went up and greeted her warmly, but Cassandra was not as happy as he was.
Every time she sees this guy, Cassandra will think of those second-hand paintings. Although she is thinking of ways to repair them, she still feels distressed.
"Mr. Grylls, I didn't expect you to come." Cassandra spoke very politely, but Xu Chuan felt that this woman seemed to be saying why you are here, and it was best not to come.
“You even forgot about the invitation letter you sent me.” Xu Chuan laughed twice. This woman is quite interesting.
Wang Haihe, who had been greeting guests nearby, came over and asked, "Who is this?"
Xu Chuan really didn't look at him. He hated this kind of acquaintance who popped up out of nowhere, and he didn't know what the plot was.
"This is Mr. Grylls, the boss of UC Technology." Kassandra introduced to her temporary partner, "This is Mr. Wang. I think you should have a common language."
Wang Haihe was surprised. UC Technology has been the hottest high-tech company in the past two years. Not to mention other things, his mobile phone is a UC customized model. He greeted Xu Chuan enthusiastically, um, in Cantonese.
Xu Chuan's Cantonese is average, but I can understand it. There is no problem for the two of them to communicate. Wang Haihe's speech and behavior make people feel very good. He is well-informed, not only for artworks, but also in other aspects. We can chat for a few words.
Wang Haihe is more interested in developing a client for Xu Chuan. These wealthy people all have money laundering needs. The most basic thing is how to launder the company's money into their own.
Master Xu, on the other hand, thinks more of the other person as a New Year pig, exploring the other person's background, and then kills and eats him when he gets fatter. Xu Chuan doesn't have any psychological burden at all when he traps this kind of person.
After asking about the name of the opponent's casino, the two parties agreed to go to Macau to play two games when they had time. Wang Haihe guaranteed absolute safety.
“Mr. Wang, this person is not simple. You’d better be careful.” This is Wang Haihe’s driver and his top thug.
"A Bao, there are some simple people here." Wang Haihe didn't care much about what the other party said. After all, it was like a mountain apart, and it was hard for him to imagine how extraordinary this young man would be.
“You’d better be careful, this person gives me a bad feeling.” This former outlaw soldier is very sensitive to danger.
Wang Haihe was helpless. He was such a stubborn person, but he had good intentions, "Okay, I understand, I will pay attention to it."
There will be an auction after the exhibition, which is nominally a donation to a charity fund. However, this foundation is in Cassandra's name, and their plan is about to be implemented. It is a very simple trick, using excuses to drive up the price. Anyway, it's a matter of left hand and right hand.
In this case, it is of course impossible for Young Master Xu to hold up a sign to help them carry the sedan. He can just watch the fun.
Of course, this is only the first step. There will be several auctions later, and they will also need to build momentum in the media, that is, they will increase the popularity of the same type of art they want to speculate, and the price will be at least dozens or even hundreds of times higher.
“Boss, what should we do, just watch them play?” Curtis asked in a low voice sitting next to Xu Chuan.
Xu Chuan smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, let them stir up the price first, and then help them add fuel to the fire."
(End of this chapter)