Chapter 713: Chapter 318: The Undying Grasp_3
Rena gave him the middle finger fiercely, paused for a while, then hurriedly ran into the bathroom.
After fixing her clothes and turning on the exhaust fan, she sprayed some perfume. Then they both left the office.
The General Sect Leader greeted Dave without changing his expression, while Rena took a trash bag and went outside to throw away the trash. Dave gave them a meaningful look but didn’t point out anything.
This early in the morning, you guys are doing this kind of thing?
Allen Zhang glanced at the form he was filling out, casually handed the document to him, “Here’s a document, if you have time you can go to the downtown department to apply for reimbursement.”
“What is this?” Dave hesitated as he took the document, looked at it, and was somewhat surprised, “A military arms reimbursement certificate from the Drug Enforcement Administration? One million US dollars?”
“I regret that I didn’t claim more after going on a mission last night,” Allen Zhang said helplessly, “But fortunately, there’s still extra income.”
“Don’t worry, leave it to me, I’ll go there if I have time,” Dave put away the documents.
Allen Zhang poured himself a glass of water, and they chatted for a bit more.
When Rena returned, she immediately said to the General Sect Leader, “I’ve handled the matters here, I need to go to Green Word Shelter.”
“Ok, I’ll take you there,” Allen Zhang nodded, greeted Dave, and they both headed out to take the elevator.
“You two didn’t discuss any inappropriate topics while I was gone, did you?” Rena asked the General Sect Leader in the elevator.
“We’ve already done it, why fear others talking?” Allen Zhang raised his eyebrows, “If you’re not satisfied, we can find another place to do it.” Content originally comes from NoveI[F]ire.net
Rena flipped him off, “Not today, I still have things to do.”
They joked around and after reaching the ground floor, they exited the elevator.
They got into the Rolls-Royce, and Allen Zhang drove Rena to Green Word Shelter, parked the car on the roadside, and they passionately kissed goodbye.
The General Sect Leader watched her enter the shelter, then turned around and drove off the street.
While passing through a traffic light intersection, Allen Zhang also received a message from Malsen.
Malsen: I’ve already arranged the work on my end, managed to get three F16 fighter jet parts from the airplane graveyard, and one disassembled F15. Interested?
Allen Zhang: Of course I’m interested. What’s the price?
Malsen: Let’s stick to the previously agreed price, F16 whole aircraft parts disassembly, 5 million US dollars each. For the F15, I’ll charge you 6.5 million US dollars. You need to pay me a total of 21.5 million US dollars!
Allen Zhang: The price is reasonable, you can send over the account now, I can pay you a 30% deposit first, or as usual, you deliver the goods, and I’ll pay for each batch of parts delivered.
Malsen: You want my guys to deliver to the suburb hangar?
Allen Zhang: No, you need to transport the parts to Jehovah Island, I can pay extra for the shipping.
Sending the geographical coordinates of Jehovah Island to the other party.
Malsen: Let’s waive the shipping fee, hiring a Mason Fast Ship isn’t that expensive anyway, and I’ve already made a lot from you, I’ll just get paid after I deliver the goods. This private island, isn’t it Jehovah Plian’s? Were you buying it for him?
Allen Zhang: Seems like your information is a bit outdated. The island is mine now!
Malsen: Really? Congratulations!!
After chatting for a bit more, Allen Zhang agreed on the price and transportation method with the other party and then exited the chat window.