After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

A moment later, an old man wearing a vest, his body slightly hunched, walked out quickly with a friendly smile on his face.

"I was wondering why there were magpies chirping outside all day. Turns out, it's Boss Guo!"

Old Man in the vest watched as Guo Cai's smile grew even brighter, and then made a gesture of invitation.

"Mr. Guo, please come in. Are you here to have some fun or to do business today?"

Then, as if only then did the old man in the vest notice Lin Fan next to Guo Cai, he narrowed his eyes and chuckled, "Boss Guo, this is a new face."

"Are you here to set up a connection today?"

"I wonder if this young man's plate is upright or not. My humble abode is not worthy to welcome such a great Buddha!"

The so-called "connection" is also a form of corruption within the industry.

Don't let the old man in the vest fool you; he's just an information broker, but he only takes regular customers.

If someone unfamiliar with the place enters this room, then I'm sorry, this is just an ordinary mahjong parlor, and no matter how much money you spend, you won't be able to buy anything you want.

New customers need an existing customer to act as an intermediary and introduce them to the veterans before a transaction can take place between them.

When the old man in the vest asked Lin Fan if the plate was legitimate, he was essentially asking if Lin Fan's background and identity were legitimate.

Although he sells intelligence, he doesn't want to get involved with people of dubious origin, such as wanted fugitives or government officials.

He said that his temple was too small to accommodate a big Buddha, which was telling Guo Cai that he only did business with ordinary businessmen like them and did not cooperate with powerful underworld bosses or government officials. This was also the way these brokers survived.

Guo Cai looked at the old man in the vest and chuckled, "Old coffin maker, what are you worried about with the people I brought?"

"My buddy here is a businessman from out of town. He's here to find out where a batch of goods is going. It's legitimate business, a sure thing that won't make him a loss. Are you in? If not, I'll find someone else!"

Upon hearing Guo Cai's words, the old man in the vest finally smiled again.

"Haha, look at what you're saying! I'll do it, I'll definitely do it! Come, come, young man, please come inside!"

So-called legitimate goods are normal goods, and have nothing to do with those messy things, such as guns and drugs.

This kind of business is also what their brokers like best, because they don't get involved in any messy troubles, and they can just open their mouths and make a lot of money!

Once inside the mahjong parlor, you'll find it's a completely different world, much larger and more chaotic than the outside, filled with the smell of smoke and the stench of gambling.

Of course, this door isn't one you can just walk through at will; if there's a surprise inspection, the people inside can quickly clean up.

Anyway, the people who come here to have fun aren't exactly good people; they're not short of money. Ordinary people wouldn't just wander around here for no reason.

They passed through the noisy underground space and entered the inner room on the third floor, which was Old Vest's own residence and the place where he usually traded with people.

Old Man in the vest made a cup of tea for the two men, then sat down opposite them, looking at Lin Fan with a smile and saying, "Since you were introduced by Boss Guo, I won't say any more."

"What do you want to know? Tell me the specifics. If we find something, we can talk about the price. If not, then we're done. Come back in a couple of days, and I'll give you a clear answer!"

Guo Caisheng was about to speak up for Lin Fan, fearing he wouldn't understand the jargon, but Lin Fan smiled and said, "You're too kind. It's easy for me to find out what I need. With your connections, you must have the goods here."

"I'm from the south of the city. The goods I'm inquiring about are a batch of foreign-made automated electronic equipment for manufacturing clothing and jewelry!"

“In the past, this batch of goods was always bought by buyers from our South City. However, this time, someone from another city came and intercepted the deal, competing with our South City buyers. I wanted to ask you to find out who this buyer from Zhejiang City is!”

The old man in the vest raised an eyebrow and subconsciously asked, "Is it that simple?"

Lin Fan nodded and answered affirmatively, "It's that simple."

The old man in the vest's smile grew even brighter.

Just as Mr. Guo said, this was a freebie. Providing this kind of information would not carry any risk, but would bring in a lot of money, a sure-fire way to make money.

"Then you've come to the right person, young man. There's nothing I don't know about the business world in Nancheng."

The old man in the vest chuckled, then pulled out a button from his cabinet and pressed it.

A moment later, the door to the room opened, and several young people walked in.

The old man in the vest bumped into a few young people, then sent them away before sitting down opposite Lin Fan, smiling at him.

"Young man, you're in luck! I do have some in stock!"

"It's about the price..."

Upon hearing the word "price," Boss Guo glared at the old man in the vest and said, "I know you're obsessed with money, but this young man is my benefactor. Don't even think about making a fortune off him. Name your price."

Old Man in the vest glanced at Guo Cai, feeling somewhat helpless.

He had originally planned to extort money from this outsider, but since the man surnamed Guo had spoken up to defend him, he couldn't go too far.

If Boss Guo hadn't spoken up, he certainly wouldn't have let Lin Fan get the information he wanted so easily.

After all, they're easy prey from out of town; why not take advantage of them?

"Look at what you're saying. Since you, Boss Guo, are here, how could I dare to set a price arbitrarily? How about this, one number."

The old man in the vest stretched out a finger and waved it in front of Lin Fan.

This means one thousand yuan.

You can make a thousand dollars just by talking and doing nothing. How good is that deal?

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow but didn't haggle. He simply nodded and said, "Okay, then it'll be a thousand yuan."

Lin Fan took out some money from his pocket, counted out a thousand yuan, and handed it to the old man in the vest.

The old man in the vest arrived with an even brighter smile.

He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a couple of puffs, and then said, "Young man, I've found out about the goods and the person you're looking for."

“Cheng Hui, like you, is also in the clothing business in Zhecheng.”

"In Zhejiang, he has powerful connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. Trying to take food from him won't be that easy!"

"That's all the information I can provide. This information is absolutely accurate. If there are any problems, come find me!"

Upon hearing this name, Lin Fan's heart stirred.

But on the surface, he remained calm and nodded to the old man in the vest.

"Okay, this information is enough. The thousand dollars was well spent!"