Following the white young man, he turned a street, then went to a somewhat remote corner, entered an underground entrance, and came to a place that looked like a Diba.

However, because it is only noon now, Diba has not opened, there is nothing inside, there are only a few big men with big waists, wide waists, and tattoos on their bodies.

"Hall, what are you doing here at this time?" Seeing the two of you coming in, a white man who was at least 1.9 meters tall glanced at the white young man and Ye Xuan behind him, and spoke casually.

"I'll look for Boss Rowell and have a business!" The white young man named Hall looked at the white man and said.

"Rowell is in the office, you can go find him by yourself. Remember, you are the only one!" The white man glanced at Ye Xuan again and said.

"Okay, no problem!" Hall nodded, then turned his head and asked Ye Xuan to wait for a while. He went to see someone first. Ye Xuan nodded calmly and casually found a seat on the empty table next to him and sat down.

As Hall left, Ye Xuan could feel that several big men in the discotheque were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.

If it were the past, he, an ordinary man, would have been restless as he faced the gaze of several such men.

But after experiencing two worlds, especially last night, he killed two groups of robbers and even fired guns, so he became calm about these gazes.

However, although these white men seemed to be staring at him, they did not do anything provocative. After all, not everyone was like the two groups of robbers he met last night, and they bit them as if they saw someone.

After a while, Hall soon walked back, then took Ye Xuan into the depths of the disco and came to an office.

A white young man sat in the office. Unexpectedly, the white young man was wearing a silver suit, with sparse and shiny blonde hair, and a blue tie. He didn't look like a gangster boss, but rather like a social elite.

"Hello, a friend from a foreign country, I'm very happy to see you. I'm Rowell Irving!" After seeing Ye Xuan, Rowell, who was sitting in his seat, stood up and stretched out his hand towards Ye Xuan very friendly.

Ye Xuan reached out to hold him, smiled and said, "Hello, you can call me Ye!"

"Okay, Mr. Ye, please sit down. I heard Hall say you want to find someone?" Rowell nodded, and then asked straight to the point.

"Yes, his name is Eddie Mora, he is a writer. As far as I know, he should live nearby, but he lives in seclusion and I can't find it alone, so I hope Mr. Rowell can help me!" Ye Xuan said directly.

"Of course, professional things naturally need specialists to do. This is what we are best at, but I don't know what price you can pay?" Rowell Irving asked directly at Ye Xuan.

Although Ye Xuan was a little uncomfortable with Rowell Irving's directness, he felt pretty good. There was no need to beat around the bush and said directly, "I think it should be a very simple thing for you to find someone. How about three thousand dollars?"

"Three thousand dollars? No, this is too little, Mr. Ye, you have to know that although this kind of thing is what we are good at, I need to mobilize a lot of people, so it is not as easy as you imagined, so I need 30,000 dollars!" Rowell Irving said with a big mouth.

Ye Xuan shook his head, "No, Mr. Rowell, tell you the truth. I just heard from my friend that he has a work of some value, so I wanted to come to him to take a look. But if the price you offer is too high, I have to give up this deal because I don't know if his book is worth the price, and I don't want to take risks."

Listening to what Ye Xuan said, Rowell looked at Ye Xuan tightly. Seeing the determination and regret on Ye Xuan's face, he thought for a while, and then smiled, "Okay, since that's the case, then this time I'll treat it as making a friend with you, 5,000 US dollars, I'll help you get things done!"

Madan, the price of your friend is really expensive, and you gave two thousand dollars a son.

He curled his lips secretly, but Ye Xuan did not bargain anymore, "Okay, since Mr. Rowell said that, then it will be 5,000 US dollars. I wonder how long it will take?"

Five thousand dollars were nothing to him. He robbed 40,000 to 50,000 last night. The money came too quickly and could not be taken back, so he didn't feel sorry for spending it at all.

"In three days, up to three days, you can leave the phone number. If you find it, I will contact you." Rowell Irving said.

"No need, then I will come to Mr. Rowell in three days. By the way, do I need me to pay first?" Ye Xuan shook his head and smiled.

Hearing that Ye Xuan didn't even want to leave his contact information, Rowell Irving narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled, "Of course, if you don't mind."

"Okay!" Ye Xuan smiled indifferently, then touched his body, took out the ten thousand dollars that had been prepared long ago, and counted two thousand dollars from it, "This is two thousand dollars, the remaining three thousand dollars, and I will pay it if I find Eddie Mora."

After paying the deposit, Ye Xuan did not stay. He said hello and walked out of the disco, and the young man named Hall followed.

Ye Xuan did not break his promise and handed him another five hundred dollars as his reward, and then sent him away.

After finishing the matter, Ye Xuan planned to go back to Chinatown, but as he walked, he suddenly felt someone following him. After some concealment, he found that the person who followed him turned out to be Rowell Irving's man, because he had seen those two white men before in the disco.

Although he didn't know the purpose of Rowell Irving, Ye Xuan knew that he must have bad intentions.

Sure enough, there are still some risks when trading with these underground characters. Even if Rowell Irving is polite in front of him, the underworld is the underworld, and their true face is the ruthless person.

However, Ye Xuan did not disturb the two people following him. He walked around the street for a few turns, casually threw the two people away, and went to the mall to get some clothes and other things. After dinner, he returned to the Regent Hotel.

In the disco office, Rowell Irving was still sitting on the boss's chair, looking at the two white men who were thrown back, nodded faintly, and then said, "Okay, I understand this. Tell the people below to find the bastard named Eddie, and then find a publishing house to see if the books in his hand are really valuable."

"yes!"

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Chapter completed!