Chapter 712: The Black-Hearted Middleman
Research? Yu Dazhang was now especially sensitive to the word "research."
Because he himself had once been the subject of research.
"After that…"
Zhang Jiangke was about to continue when Yu Dazhang suddenly cut him off:
"Hold on a moment."
He looked at Zhang Jiangke across from him, thought for a bit, and asked:
"Did that Old Gu say what kind of research he does?"
This point was very important.
Research comes in many kinds — medicine, finance, military, and so on.
Those were just the broad categories; if you got into the specifics, there were far too many to count.
So this wasn't something you could get the answer to just by guessing.
"He didn't say."
Zhang Jiangke shook his head:
"Generally with things like this, if the other person doesn't bring it up on their own, I won't ask either. And even if I did, it wouldn't do any good. Old Gu is obviously the type who has very firm opinions of his own — if he doesn't want to talk about something, there's no point in me asking."
Just as expected… Yu Dazhang hadn't really been holding out much hope in the first place.
None of these people could be trusted; even their own families didn't know the details of what they were up to.
"Go on."
Yu Dazhang looked at him:
"What happened after that?"
Cut off so abruptly, Zhang Jiangke's train of thought was a bit jumbled. He steadied himself, thought briefly, and only then began to speak slowly:
"After he rescued me, he told me that the money for rescuing me had actually been put up by someone else — that person saved me because he wanted to discuss a deal with me."
"Later I had a voice call with the other party, and we talked about the cooperation."
He paused briefly, organized his words a little, then said:
"After some back-and-forth, I felt this cooperation was fairly advantageous for me, so in the end I agreed to the other party's demands."
Seeing that he had skipped over the content of the cooperation, Yu Dazhang's face darkened as he said:
"I told you to highlight the key points about what you two specifically discussed — I didn't tell you to leave them out."
The content of Zhang Jiangke's cooperation with the other party was the key point of their conversation, yet he had summed it up in a single sentence.
Whether he did it on purpose or not, Yu Dazhang certainly wasn't going to let this detail slip by.
"Don't you already know?"
Zhang Jiangke countered, then explained:
"It's just that he puts up the money, I put up the people. If I agree to cooperate, he writes off my gambling debts."
"When we first started talking, I was still a bit hesitant — after all, the risk of going back to the country is huge. The country takes cases of human trafficking very seriously right now."
He paused, and a greedy expression suddenly appeared on his face:
"But when the other party mentioned the price, I agreed right away."
"Doesn't matter how high the risk is — as long as the price is right, there's no problem."
The general distributor, huh… Looking at the somewhat smug-faced trafficker before him, Yu Dazhang unconsciously clenched his teeth.
"What price did the other party give you?"
Although disgusted, the questions he needed to ask, he still had to ask.
"Women between 18 and 35 years old, as long as they're physically healthy with no illnesses whatsoever — the price per person is two hundred thousand."
As if he had just been waiting for this question, Zhang Jiangke answered very crisply:
"I even asked specifically whether someone with a physical disability would work, and the answer the other party gave was: yes."
"Meaning, as long as the body is healthy, disabilities, intellectual disability, or facial-feature defects all meet the requirements."
He paused briefly, then continued:
"If that's the case, the scope is way too broad, and the difficulty is correspondingly a lot smaller."
"The most important thing is, if the quality is good — for example, all four limbs intact, standard facial features, good physical condition — the price can go as high as three hundred thousand per person."
End of Chapter
