When He Runxian saw the other's outfit, he wasn't surprised. Isn't it normal for brokers to have a strong sense of self-protection?
Especially since this is an arms order broker, there are plenty of shady places.
He sat in the bulletproof car and spoke through the vehicle's loudspeaker, "I heard you can help me solve the problem. Whose connections are you using?"
"Don't ask about the source for such issues," the other responded in a low voice, "if I could tell you, would I be dressed like this to meet you? I don't like to engage in nonsense. Let's talk business directly... our time is quite valuable."
"My time isn't really valuable right now," He Runxian said with a bitter smile, not wanting to beat around the bush, "I spent the whole day waiting for people, did nothing, yet I'm extremely tired... Just tell me, if you help me get the arms order, what do you want in return?"
