"Isn't that strange? Considering this family background, it's normal for his parents to leave him some precious metals and cash, which is a good way to avoid taxes reasonably. As long as you don't know, you don't have to be levied on estate tax."

Jamie Ri continued to answer: "Then the second question is, first of all, Andre transferred to Linden when the summer school started two months ago, and the time to actually join the college's comprehensive cold weapon fighting club was less than twenty days. Secondly, this classmate has a strong sense of anti-scoring. When he went to the black market on Laurel Street three days ago, if it weren't for my personal ability and the special magic weapons owned by the Sky Eye Detective Agency, he would have almost gotten rid of us."

Dwight crossed his hands and put his fingers in front of his chest and looked at Jamie Rie Burt quietly. Although he didn't know what the other person's next sentence was intended and what was related to his problem, he knew that this person must have a follow-up.

"And then during the tracking process, we found two groups of people, who were also paying attention to this classmate Andre."

Jamie Ribert said this and put a few more photos in front of Dwight: "I have done an investigation. These people are from the Razor Mercenary Group, a small mercenary organization with an extrajudicial agent. We found that fifteen days ago, they received a commission of employment, and the deposit came from an account of the Wiltonstein family, suspected to be Jennifer Wiltonstein, an older sister from Andre. Actually, they don't have to worry about them, they are easily dumped by Andre. Then there is this one."

Jamieri took out another photo and clicked it on it with her finger: "Look at this big man, I think you should have some impression now? I remember this celebration party of Mr. Governor, you were also present and had close contact with this person."

"Is it him?"

Dwight was obviously surprised, then frowned: "You mean, Andre in the past, he might be hiding his weakness, right?"

Jamieri shrugged: "I'm not sure, I just guess that there is a possibility. But what is certain is that this Andre's weight in the Wiltonstein family is beyond our imagination. The internal war of the Wiltonstein family has also affected him."

Dwight did not ask any more questions, closed his eyes and fell into meditation. After only ten seconds, he turned his head and ordered his chief assistant: "Carl, please inform the marketing department later to provide Andre Lee Wiltonstein with a generous sponsorship agreement until he joined NMOSA. Tell them that this is something I personally pay attention to, so that they can correct their attitude and must take him down as quickly as possible. Of course, don't forget to specify the priority endorsement signing rights in the contract!"

"Yes, Mr. Executive! I will follow up on this in person."

Carl did not raise an objection, but just asked a little question: "If I understand correctly, is this 'premium' meaning, is it the best treatment allowed within the conditions? "

"You understand it right, Mr. Carl! He deserves our courtesy."

Dwight looked at the opposite side again: "Before this, you can take Mr. Burt to the Finance Department first and settle the final payment."

"Hey!"

At this time, Jamie Ribert laughed: "Sir, what I must mention here is that the final payment I understand must be 500,000 gold shield."

Dwight frowned and looked at Zhuishengsui's inquiry, and the latter's face suddenly turned red: "Sir, the agreement we signed is 50,000 gold shields."

"But Andre, he deserves the price, right?"

Jamie Ribert interrupted Carl and gathered all the information on his desk: "I think it's not just your Nesson Sports Group that is interested in him, such as Arcadis Sports Goods?"

Dwight couldn't help but take off his eyes, and his eyes became sharp: "I think there should be confidentiality clauses in our agreement. I guess Carl will not have such omissions,"

Jamieri responded with a smile: "Of course! Your assistant is very smart and is very old and tough when negotiating. But what will happen in ten minutes? Who knows? Maybe a small employee of our Tianyan Detective Affairs will leak it inadvertently? Fortunately, the liquidated damages set by both of us are only 500,000 gold shields."

"This is not in business ethics, Jamieri!"

Dwight narrowed his eyes: "You should know the power of the Nesson Sports Group. I can guarantee that the entire Atlanta business community will have enough knowledge of the credibility of your firm within one day."

“This is really something you can do.”

Jamie Ribert cares: "But if our firm can't survive, what's the use of credibility and morality? Dwight, this is not good for you. He is your opportunity, don't think I don't know, you've been trying to build a fighting star to compete with the one in the West Region, right? I think this Andre is very suitable,"

Dwight was silent again, and after a long time, he let out a soft hum: "You are still so shameless after so long, Jamie Ri!"

"I'm grateful for the praise!" Jamieri didn't feel ashamed, but was proud, and smiled charmingly: "Since you, the executive officer, said that, you agree, right?"

"Carl, let the Comprehensive Information Department give them several entrustment contracts, the amount is 450,000 gold shields. Don't forget to modify the previous agreement, and the liquidated damages are set to 20 million, and unlimited accountability."

Dwight said, leaning back with a leisurely expression: "Also, for the sake of past friendship, I can now give your firm another generous commission. In the next year, do you have confidence in ensuring the safety of Andrei, Mr. Bert?"

When Jamie Burt heard this, his face suddenly turned slightly and his eyes were filled with a calm look.

Dwight did not wait for Jamieri's answer, so he turned his office chair and looked out the window: "Carl, your itinerary for the evening has changed slightly. By the way, you can tell the Information Department and ask them to send today's game photography video to my office."

"Match photography video? Sir, are you planning to watch Andre's game? If that's the case, I don't think it's necessary."

Carl next to him was unsurprisingly welcomed the cold gaze of his boss, and he could only smile bitterly: "I have no intention of interfering with your itinerary, but as far as I know, Andre's opponent, Crazy Bear, was admitted to the hospital this morning for acute hemorrhagic enteritis and could not participate in today's event. This is also one of our sponsors. His father told the company about this incident an hour ago. It is said that this poor little guy had experienced a carnival party yesterday and seemed to have eaten something unclean."

Dwight was too lazy to care about this crazy bear Bill. What was the reason for being admitted to the hospital? After hearing this, he just pursed his lips slightly happily: "Is that so? It seems that we are lucky, but we are still very lucky."

Jamieri also felt that this former colleague's luck was so good.
Chapter completed!