From Gotham to Night City, my notoriety is known to everyone

V shook his head and pointed at the bottom of the hem: "Men may not pay much attention to this, but I remember clearly that your clothes were originally formal suits with a flat hem. But now a small strip has been cut off, and the hem has become a small curved swallowtail."

"what!?"

Leo was dumbfounded. He checked before taking it out and didn't find the Batman toy. He thought it was normal...

If you look closely, you can see that the hem does have a curve, but it does not affect the bulletproof effect and even makes it more beautiful.

Looking more closely, there seems to be nothing.

"No, your buttons have been replaced too." V snapped her fingers, and the buttons flickered with charming light. "Huh? They're not plastic, so they look like gems? Anyway, the collar, cuffs, and body of the clothes have all been replaced. Because the buttons are of the same style, color, and size, you didn't notice it."

"Here……"

Leo checked it over and over again, and suddenly took out a handwritten note from his pocket.

You know what, this word is strong and powerful, and it looks pretty good——

[I asked Ah Fu to cut a section of your clothes for harmlessness testing, and took some buttons for material research. As compensation, the new buttons are made of natural black diamonds, each costing $30,000.]

Leo was very angry and wanted to curse Batman in his heart.

But when he saw the price of these buttons... damn, why does this shabby suit only have these few buttons, how much money did he lose!

V watched his face change from happy to sad, and no matter how strong his intuition was, he couldn't figure out what was going on with him.

After counting the buttons over and over again, Leo carefully put on the suit whose value had skyrocketed to three hundred thousand.

I was thinking of getting a better one when I had more money, but now I don’t need to, this dress is too expensive…

Chapter 100: Big Deal (Part 6)

When Jack drove back for the third time, it was already 4:15 in the afternoon.

Leo had already set up sentries for V, leaving behind two boxes of bullets, all the grenades, and a large amount of medical supplies. What he regretted most now was giving the emergency medical kit to Batman, otherwise he could have given her a little more security.

V was somewhat touched, but also a little speechless: "You really don't need so much. I know your ability can be used to build defense facilities quickly, but if you really don't, you'll scare the priest again."

Jack parked the car, walked over to check it out, and agreed with V's opinion - with so much ammunition, a sudden attack could knock out dozens of people.

"It's better to be prepared. You stay here alone. If the enemy really attacks, you must run away if you can't defeat them, so as to protect yourself." Leo was still worried.

V looked up at the sky and sighed, "Don't worry, our operation is covert enough, no one will notice anything unusual. Two professional hackers are watching the whole process, nothing will happen."

"What's more..." She curled her lips suddenly, "I got a new body and was looking for someone to compete with. If anyone dares to steal our products, I will kill him!"

Pure White also sent a group message:

"Don't worry. I'm closely monitoring the one-kilometer radius of the delivery location. I've prepared a plug-in that can cause the vehicle to lose control or even explode. Even if the company's agents come, I'm sure I can hold them back. Go ahead and don't worry!"

Leo took one last look at V and waved his hand vigorously at Jack: "Let's go, it's time to meet our partners. See you later, V, and have a drink when we return triumphantly."

The two sat in the front seat and the car drove away quickly.

V clicked the safety on his beloved gun and looked for a favorable combat position in the warehouse, with Leo's two spare pistols on his waist.

*

The scenery along the road was rapidly receding.

Leo lowered the car window, put his right hand on the window sill, and enjoyed the strong wind blowing in his face.

Jack next to him was in a similar situation, with a flush on his face caused by excitement.

His nervousness was even more obvious than Leo's. His idle foot kept shaking and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Leo, brother, please talk to me. My heart is beating so hard that it hurts."

"You know what? When I first quit the Valentino Gang, I was so sad that I almost died. The gang status that I had fought for for more than ten years was gone just like that. The brothers who had followed me for so many years switched to other big brothers the next day.

And my girlfriend who I grew up with, my mom likes her very much, but she said...she doesn't like men who have accomplished nothing, and I am such a loser, I almost became a gang leader, but I gave up. "

"I really... I don't know how I got through that period. I could still feel the pain, but I felt like I was dead. I don't know if you can imagine this feeling - you are alive, you can breathe, you can talk... but you are like a fucking dead person."

"But now! The dead are alive! Brother!!"

Jack bared his teeth and slapped the steering wheel with his hands so hard that Leo could feel the vibration.

"I once felt like a corpse, with a heart as cold and hard as a stone. But now, this stone is on fire, burning, jumping, and emitting sparks! Shit - I'm alive again! I'm so happy..."

Leo patted his shoulder, and he was also very excited: "Who said it wasn't. Half a month ago, I thought I was finished, but I didn't expect that I would bounce back one day. I understand how you feel. As a man, you have to have a career!"

"You're absolutely right! A man should have a career!" Jack opened his mouth wide to drink the cold wind. Even so, he was still sweating all over. "It's a deal worth tens of millions. Even if I can only watch from the sidelines, I feel like a big shot!"

"Millions of dollars are nothing. Good things are coming. If we successfully sell the goods, everyone will get a share of the profits. I guarantee that it will be a generous sum, enough for you to buy a few brand new ARCHs!"

Jack was speechless for a moment, his mouth dry, "You gave me too much, it seems I have no choice but to work hard for you!"

"This is nothing, our big business has just started."

On the way to Jack's house, the two chatted excitedly all the way until other vehicles appeared around them.

When they arrived at Jack's house, the first thing they did was to find some water to drink, and then they greeted Mrs. Wells.

"You can see that you are very excited. Well, it was the same when I was young. The happiest thing every day was to count the bar's turnover."

"Come on, Leo, you are the guest of the Wells family. Let me show you around our house."

Mrs. Wells took Leo on a tour of her home, even taking him inside the prayer room that was rarely shown to outsiders, and even wanted to preach to him...

Leo declined politely, and she didn't insist.

"You are still young. You are not like old people like me who always need some spiritual comfort to alleviate the fear of physical aging. Forget it, let's not talk about this topic and talk about something serious."

She took Leo into the reception room, pointed at the wine and wine glasses already placed on the table and said, "I have sobered up the wine for you. It is now at its best taste. If Sebastian finds excuses to lower your price and says something irrelevant, then I will teach you a trick..."

Mrs. Wells picked up a bottle of wine and said solemnly: "What I sell is not goods, but faith."

After a few seconds of pause, she smiled and said, "Remember this? Just this sentence. This is real communion wine, a communion wine that complies with doctrine. If Sebastian dares to find fault with this wine, you can send me a message and tell me. I will scold him to death."

Leo was amused by the old lady's humor and repeatedly promised that he would remember it.

*

Time quietly came to five o'clock in the afternoon.

"Father" Sebastian Ibarra arrived on time and was led into the room by Mrs. Wells.

As the owner of this place, Mrs. Wells assured both parties:

"Except for the four of you, I am the only one in this house. This reception room is where the Wells family gathers. I swear by all the Wells people who have passed away and are still alive that this place is absolutely safe and no secrets will be leaked.

You guys can chat slowly, I will stay in the living room and won't let anyone step into this house."

After she left, the four people in the room stopped looking at each other.

Leo was the initiator of the meeting, so he should introduce himself first: "My name is Leonardo DiCaprio, and my code name is L. This is Jack Wells, I believe you should know him better than I do."

The priest carefully observed Leo's overly young face and the shiny buttons on his suit, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes: "People call me Father, and my real name is rarely used. The man behind is my nephew, Diego Ibarra. I've heard of you, the new middleman in the Next Life Bar. Someone saw you sitting in a car with Kang Tao's people."

"It was just an accident. We were discussing a business deal."

Leo knew the priest wouldn't believe this explanation, but he didn't care.

Just think and guess randomly, it’s best to scare yourself half to death, then the deal will be easier to negotiate.

The priest lowered his eyes and looked at the wine on the table: "You asked Guadalupe to invite me here. Is there something? I heard... it's a big deal."

"It's still small now, but it will be big in the future." Leo pushed the tray of wine towards him, "The product is in the cup. If you're worried that I'll poison it, there are still some unopened boxes on the ground."

The priest stared at the wine glass, and suddenly his expression changed, as if he realized something.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he reached out to pick up a cup, shaking it gently under the light.

First Look: Chapter 101: Big Deal (Part 7)

The wine glows a deep red under the light, like a flowing gem, sparkling with an alluring luster.

The delicate wine slowly slides down the wall of the glass, leaving behind crystal traces.

The priest said nothing and slowly placed the glass of wine under his nose.

With one breath, it seemed as if he wanted to inhale all the air around him into his lungs, and was reluctant to exhale.

After a long moment, the priest uttered a sigh that sounded like joy and sadness: "Communion wine... I haven't seen such pure wine in a long time."

After saying this, he raised his hand and was about to put the wine into his mouth.

Leo felt that he was very courageous, but the nephew in his twenties standing behind him was a little anxious.

He didn't dare to raise his hand to stop the priest, nor did he dare to speak casually. He could only pretend that his throat was uncomfortable and coughed lightly twice.

The priest paused and said without turning his head: "Don't be nervous, Diego, Guadalupe and I have been friends for many years, and I trust her. What's more..."

He looked at Leo again, his eyes inadvertently falling on the buttons of his suit.

"If you want to deal with me, you shouldn't send someone like Mr. Leonardo, you shouldn't be in the Wells family's reception room, and you shouldn't use this purest sacramental wine."

He continued to drink, taking a sip and holding it in his mouth, with an intoxicated look on his face.

“Very pure.”

Ten seconds later, the priest opened his eyes:

"This is the wine that was used in church communion when I was young. At the time, since it was given free to all who came to communion, the more...economical brands were used.

But after so many years, drinking a glass of natural wine that was once available in supermarkets has become a luxury.”

"You want to sell me this wine?"

He laughed without waiting for Leo's response.

"Then you have chosen the right product, kid. For God's people, this is more than just a product, this is - our faith."

Leo smiled, but he was actually confused.

According to V's teachings, the most important thing in doing business is to "find faults first". You cannot act like you like the product very much, otherwise the merchant will raise the price.

But now... the priest came up and started praising the wine. He didn't follow the routine.

Leo organized his words and said loudly, "It is precisely because there are so many devout believers in the Haywood area that I chose wine as the first product. Please continue to taste. These six wines have different positioning and prices. The only thing I can guarantee is that the quality is consistent."

The priest nodded silently and picked up the next glass of wine, as if he was following some ritual, first looking at it, then smelling it, and finally tasting it.

His wine tasting process was not as strict as Ah Fu's. He had to clean his mouth after drinking one kind of wine before tasting the next one. But it was obvious that the priest was also an expert in this area.

After tasting them all, there was a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes as he looked towards Leo.

"How is it?" Leo asked confidently.

"Very good. You can tell it's made entirely from real grape juice. And it's very new. It's this year... no, it's probably only been produced for a quarter of a year."

The priest wiped his mouth gracefully and quickly grouped the six bottles with a dexterity that was inconsistent with his appearance.

"This, the dry red wine, is from one manufacturer; these two, the dry white wine and the sparkling wine, are from one manufacturer; the other three wines are from one manufacturer; am I right?"

Leo nodded. As a former pastor, he knew a lot about this.

"There is a sacramental wine, a dry white wine made from 100% grape juice, and four other wines with lower grape juice content, but still considered mid- to high-end wines. You have chosen a good product, and churchgoers, company employees, and various upper-class people will like it.

I am interested in this deal, let’s talk about it in detail.”

Things progressed smoothly to the negotiation stage. Leo tried his best to suppress his excitement and said calmly:

"I divided the products into three categories according to the grape juice content. 490 boxes of high-end wine, 1240 boxes of mid-range wine, and 1920 boxes of low-end wine, a total of 3650 boxes and 43800 bottles.

Now the goods have been shipped to Night City. As long as the price is agreed, I can take you to inspect the goods later."

Hearing these words, the priest was able to remain calm, but Diego behind him was breathing heavily.

The priest turned and gave his nephew a cold look, causing the young man to lower his head in shame.

Then, he turned back and said to Leo, "It seems like this is indeed a big deal. You ship the goods, and I provide the channels to sell them. Theoretically, it is feasible. Let's talk about the price. How much do you plan to give me?"

Leo knew the critical moment had arrived: "20%."

"It's too low." The priest retorted softly, "The rule for middlemen is to charge at least 30%. I have to open up various connections, deal with various competitors, and feed all the people in this profit chain. If the amount is lower than this, I may even be working for nothing."

"But this cargo is not entirely mine, Father."

Leo began to pull the non-existent tiger skin,

"I have to hand over half of the profits, at least half, so that this batch of goods can be smoothly transported into Night City without going through the border checkpoints and company inspections. I have already done the most difficult part of smuggling. You just need to sell the goods without taking too much risk. You are asking for too much."

"It's not that easy, kid. These are not hundreds or thousands of bottles of high-end wine. These are tens of thousands of bottles. For a big city, it's not a lot, but it's very difficult to keep the news from leaking out. It's almost impossible."