Chapter 1571 Renata
Anna raised her hands to shield herself from the harsh sun and followed Barbarossa to the beach. Several speedboats had landed here, and the people on the boats were placing noose ropes to fix them on the wooden stakes inserted deep on the edge of the beach. Several people wearing clothes Men wearing waterproof beach shorts and shirts or short T-shirts jumped off the boat and waded into the shallows.
When Barbarossa saw those people, he enthusiastically walked over with his hands spread out. Anna behind him noticed that almost all of these people were carrying a black briefcase with a password in their hands. What surprised her a little was that , she actually discovered that one of these people was someone he had met before.
The Russian tycoon who was in the first class cabin of the Qatar flight to the Maldives was one of the people who got off the speedboat, carrying a black briefcase in his hand.
"welcome!"
Seeing the arrival of these people, Barbarossa's eyes widened with a smile, and he also ignored a group of people similar to these people's bodyguards who continued to get off the speedboat. Most of these people were wearing short clothes and short sleeves, and they were wearing open shirts. There were no concealed firearms, and some even carried short-barreled mini-submachine guns anytime and anywhere, looking at the group of people headed by Barbarossa on the beach.
There were three men and one woman carrying black briefcases. The leader, a man who looked German at first glance, slowly walked up to him and said calmly, "Mr. Barbarossa, we will bring you what you want." Yes, we have prepared the tools you need, now it’s your turn to fulfill your promise.”
As for why you can tell at a glance that he is a German man, it is because this guy is actually wearing a white suit jacket in the humid and hot weather of the Maldives. Even if it is a light and breathable style, it makes people feel nervous for him, but the pants are Wearing shorts, it seems that while being strict, he still has some sense.
"Of course I won't go back on what I promised you. After all, we all have contracts, but before setting off, I still have to go through the process to experience the reward I deserve." Barbarossa gestured slightly to the men behind him. After waving, someone immediately brought a table and placed it on the edge of the beach. The three male and one female bodyguards on the speedboat also got off the boat. The two groups of people separated and faced each other around the table.
Barbarossa moved a chair that had been prepared long ago and sat neatly on one side of the table. The four men and one woman looked at each other, walked forward with the briefcase in their hands, and stood there. In front of that simple table.
Anna looked at this scene and probably guessed that these two groups of people were completing some kind of deal, and she didn't know if it was related to Atlantis.
"Come one by one." Barbarossa looked at the five people in front of him and clapped his hands, "Why don't you let Mr. August come first? In the summer, you insist on wearing a suit to trade near the equator. To be honest, I'm not sure I was touched by this rigorous and serious attitude.”
The German man who spoke first raised his head slightly. He was about 30 years old. He was not handsome, but he was above average. His brows had the sharpness of an elite. He glanced at the other people around who were not moving, and took a step forward. Lifting the box flat on the table, he turned his wrist and pointed the opening of the briefcase towards Barbarossa.
"Password?" Barbarossa stretched out his hands in front of the combination disk in the briefcase, raised his head and asked.
"Four zeros."
Barbarossa scrolled the cipher disk, and then the briefcase made a small clicking sound. A smile appeared on his face, and he opened the briefcase. Anna, who was standing not far behind him, suddenly felt that her eyes were flashed by the things in the briefcase. When I arrived, I squinted my eyes and changed my position, and I was shocked to find that the briefcase actually contained bright gold!
Rectangular with rounded corners, it is extremely dazzling in the sun. It can be recognized from the unique laser encryption anti-counterfeiting technology on the surface. This is a batch of Swiss Metalo gold bars. One bar weighs 1000g, and ten bars are placed in the box. It is particularly dazzling in the sun.
Almost instantly, Anna could hear the subtle sounds of everyone adjusting their posture slightly, and the firearms that were unconsciously clenched also made a slight clicking sound. This was a sign of respect for the precious metals exposed in the sun. The ten thick The gold bars are exposed to the air, and their color is simply more attractive than any natural scenery in the Maldives.
"May I?" Barbarossa did not touch the gold bars rashly, but looked at the German man in front of him and raised his eyebrows.
"Mr. Barbarossa, I hope you can fulfill your promise." The man whom Barbarossa called August issued a warning in English with a strong accent, took two steps back, and released the golden gun. ownership rights.
"We always pay attention to promises. After all, people without credibility can't survive in this ocean." Barbarossa fished out the gold in the briefcase one by one, and the heavy feel made him feel happy. He didn't open his mouth from ear to ear, but still placed the gold pieces on the table one by one with great care, and at the same time looked at the remaining people standing in front of the table.
Just as Anna guessed, the briefcases in the hands of the remaining three men and one woman were all filled with gold, 1000g each, but not everyone was like the original German man August, who had ten gold coins. , the second person to open the briefcase was the Russian tycoon Anna had met, but he only took out five sticks due to difficulty.
"It seems that Mr. Nakhimov is just as rumored. The cash flow seems to be a bit tight. It seems that your industry and business have been severely suppressed in recent years. The information is true. But it doesn't matter. I hope your connections are still smooth and the five gold bars can still get a lot of returns." Barbarossa took out five gold bars quickly, and Nakhimov put away the empty briefcase in silence and coldness.
The third handsome man with a white turban who looked like he came from the United Arab Emirates, when he opened the briefcase, Barbarossa couldn't help but whistled, because there were fifteen gold bars in it!
"Prince Abdul looks like he is determined to win this time!" Barbarossa sighed as he looked at the "gold mountain" in front of him that was getting higher and higher.
"You get more if you pay more. Don't forget your promise." After saying this, the Arab man who was crowned with the title of "Prince" turned around and walked to his bodyguards. The weapons held by his bodyguards were all American products, including fully automatic rifles and even a tough guy with an RPG on his shoulder, exposing his upper body muscles. The security work was in place.
Barbarossa piled the gold bars into a small pile one by one, and at the same time looked at the last person, who was also the only woman among the few people. When he saw her, Barbarossa tilted his head slightly and looked up and down and said, "In my impression, Ms. Emma is not as short as you. When I saw Ms. Emma in France, she looked like a supermodel in high heels! But you..."
Standing in front of the table was a slightly petite woman with platinum hair tied at the back of her head. The slightly beautiful face full of Russian features did not look like a French lady at all. Even her appearance would make people wonder whether this girl had reached adulthood.
"Ms. Emma will not show up for such a risky meeting. This time, I will complete the transaction on behalf of Ms. Emma. You can regard me as Ms. Emma's spokesperson. Here are the relevant documents." The Russian girl said calmly, put the briefcase on the table, entered the password to open it, and a hot red lacquer document was placed on the eight gold bars.
Barbarossa took the document and glanced at the pure French content. To be honest, he didn't understand it very well. But after seeing the familiar signature at the end, he put away the document and re-examined the Russian girl, and then looked at the speedboat behind her. She was the only one who didn't bring bodyguards, and even drove the speedboat by herself. The other person who did so was the Russian tycoon Nakhimov.
But even so, Barbarossa didn't think about breaking the contract. As long as the gold in the briefcase was real, he didn't care.
He quickly took out the gold bars from his briefcase and capped the small gold mountain on the table. A real "pyramid" was piled in front of everyone. Almost everyone's eyes were attracted by this beautiful spectacle. 38 pure gold bars, on the current gold market, are about
"About $2.1 million. The gold market price this morning is $1,569 per ounce." Barbarossa announced the market price of this pile of gold and glanced at the four people at the table with satisfaction.
"Then according to the agreement, if we get what we want this time, then I will get my 10% fixed ratio. This is recognized. Is it okay? After all, only I know where "that place" is, so I am a technical shareholder. According to the gold bar franchise fee provided by everyone, Mr. Abdul, who paid 15 gold bars, will get 35% of the profit, Mr. Nakhimov will get 12% of the profit, and our Mr. August and... Dear, what is your name?"
Barbarossa looked at the cold Russian girl behind the table and asked curiously.
"You can call me Renata." The Russian girl raised her head, her eyes calm.
She was really young, or she looked very young, and her petite figure made people feel that a minor had sneaked into the adults' meeting table. But including Barbarossa, since the girl jumped off the speedboat, no one tried to whisper to her. It was an inexplicable aura. When you looked at her, you could be forced to swallow back all the contemptuous words in your mouth by the sharp indifference.
The mysterious Russian girl, no one knew her background, and no one was willing to be the first to do so.
Everyone came here just to make money, and they would not miss things because of some personal likes and dislikes.