Recently, Walter Vis noticed a change in the way people looked at him, and he could sense it deeply.
Not only family mbers, but also people from the company and business contacts... Ever since he took the reins of the business again, the company’s performance has skyrocketed. The family mbers looked at him with awe and admiration, while outsiders reacted with flattery and envy.
So old clients even directly asked if he had so insider connections and whether he could share them.
In fact, they guessed correctly.
This insider... is the Dinsional Limit chanism.
Seeing new email records in his private inbox and the ID completely replaced by "*", he knew they had new instructions.
Sure enough, just like the earlier ones, the content was packed with high-value information.
"On November 25th, Asda Electronics will declare bankruptcy due to poor managent and chronic losses. Prepare early and negotiate acquisition terms with their bankruptcy manager. From November 6th to 15th, short the following stocks: LD Machinery, East Arica Industries, New World Manufacturing... Details are in the appendix file."
Every word was a prophetic business secret. Any company with a decent cash flow and complete trust in the chanism could quickly multiply their wealth.
Walter extracted the main content and sent it to his younger son, Longlan Vis— since the eldest was gone, naturally, others would take his place. So far, although Longlan wasn’t as smart as Gio, he was very loyal to Walter and carefully completed every task given to him.
After finishing this, he lit a cigar, leaned back on the bench, and sighed with a touch of lancholy.
It was already December, and cooperation with the Dinsional Limit chanism had been about four months, during which the family had reaped significant benefits, poised to reach new heights.
The last ti Walter Company was this fortunate was during the Desert Storm operation. There seed to be an endless flow of orders from the East Coast, allowing every company in the trade to feast.
Yet Walter felt uneasy at this mont.
The Dinsional Limit chanism wasn’t an easy partner. For all the advantages they bestowed, they surely had intentions. But could his little arms enterprise et the chanism’s demands?
The company had indeed made a lot of money but only in financial sectors. There was virtually no growth on the industrial side. In other words, if they couldn’t satisfy the chanism’s demands, they’d be quickly discarded, with no leverage for negotiation.
This was a situation he didn’t want to see.
But the question was, in which area did the company need to strengthen its business to maximize its utility? Continue investing in light weapons? Those had little technical content, and the chanism periodically only bought munitions without increasing gun demand.
Heavy weapons then?
That sector was heavily asset-dependent, and if the production line setup estimated wrong, the losses would be imnse.
All this was because the chanism’s behavior was so unique. Sure, it’s necessary to set the stage before fishing, but who dumps an entire packet of bait into a pond?
After much consideration, Walter decided to proactively send an email to the other party.
"I understand. Is there anything else I can help you with? Be it weapons or aircraft, the company is at your service. Additionally, the company hopes to expand production to the next level. Does the chanism have any recomndations?"
With the last sentence, he was basically probing their intent.
Surprisingly, a reply ca instantly.
"The bullet delivery date is in five days; we will et in person."
An in-person eting!
This was the first ti he would be eting mbers of the chanism offline!
Walter was instantly energized and imdiately summoned his butler, "George! What’s the na of the hotel closest to the park?"
The old butler thought for a while, "It should be called Bagreen Hotel."
"Find out who owns it and buy it."
George hesitated, "Are you sure you want to buy it, sir? It’s in a remote location, with no nearby attractions or comrcial areas..."
"Just go do it; I have my reasons." Walter was resolute.
Five days passed quickly.
As usual, the old bungalows turned into an unusual trading post. Boxes of ammunition were carted inside, and who knew where they’d be shipped next. However, this ti, Walter didn’t observe from the hotel’s top floor but stood right at the front door of this inconspicuous residential house.
After a mont, a young girl walked out from inside.
Walter was imdiately struck—brightened, in the truest sense. Unlike the plainly dressed laborers, she was the exact opposite—her hair was blue with shades of pink, dyed in vibrant colors, glimring under the sunlight. Her eyebrows were long, and her exaggerated eyeshadow extended beyond the corners of her eyes. Her ears and fingers were adorned with nurous ornants, as if ensuring every accessory was fully utilized.
If seen dressed like this in so back alley, Walter would have scoffed; they had nothing, hence dressing ridiculously to stand out. But she was different... She was privy to many corporate secrets, with a flick of her finger able to bring billions in wealth.
So her choice of attire reflected her own style, not the aimless rebellion of street punks.
"I am Walter. You must be a mber of the chanism, correct?" Despite her youth, Walter dared not underestimate her, for she possessed unbelievable abilities. He stepped forward, offering a handshake, "How may I address you?"
"Just call Lin." She shook his hand, with a tone that wasn’t malicious but also not particularly warm.
No malice was good enough. Walter then said, "Miss Lin, I’ve arranged for a suitable eting place not far from here. Would you be willing to honor us with your presence?"
Lin Qing glanced back at the branch office, "Alright... but I’ll need to return here in an hour."
"No problem, please get in the car." He gestured to a ready limousine beside them.
...
Outside Bagreen Hotel, a red carpet was laid out, and inside the lobby stood two rows of welcoming staff, respectfully.
Lin Qing frowned slightly as she walked in, "I thought you would value privacy more."
Her English was fluent, devoid of any regional accent.
Walter chuckled, "Even if I don’t mind my own privacy, I wouldn’t overlook a business partner’s privacy needs. Rest assured, Miss Lin, all caras have been disabled, and there are no outsiders in the hotel. In fact, Walter Company has already purchased it. It may take so ti to complete the comrcial process, but the intent contract is already in place."
"You bought this place?" Lin Qing responded surprisedly.
"Yes. Though that bungalow is unremarkable, it’s in public view, surrounded by a park, making frequent access noticeable," Walter explained. "Once this process is complete, I’ll transfer it to the chanism, allowing you to directly use this hotel for logistics."
The branch office rely needed a hundred-square-ter house; a whole hotel seed wasteful.
But Lin Qing saw it for what it was—Walter offering a benefit to the chanism, acknowledging the value of their information. "Certainly better than in a public setting, it’s considerate of you."
"A trivial matter." Walter felt relieved as she didn’t refuse.
He led Lin Qing to a luxurious suite on the hotel’s 30th floor, with various fine wines and delicacies already on the table... Though a private discussion, it might as well have been a small party, albeit with only two participants.
Lin Qing glanced around and couldn’t help but chuckle softly, "Mr. Walter, you surely go to lengths for hospitality."
"As I should." Walter personally poured a drink for his client, "I assud the gentleman who introduced to the chanism would join us, so I prepared extra food."
Lin Qing, understanding he ant Chen Xuan, casually replied, "He only deals with overarching affairs; I handle the specifics. Just rember that."
In fact, she hadn’t notified Chen Xuan about this.
Since returning from Chang’an City, Chen Xuan had been in a peculiar state, often spacing out. Liu Shuyue seldom ca to the shop anymore; the last ti Lin saw her was a week ago. She suspected a quarrel between them, but their answers were uniformly negative when she subtly probed.
So she could only push the plan alone for now.
"No issue, as long as either of you can represent the chanism, right?" Walter asked casually.
Lin Qing heard the subtext—opposite possessed the Voice of Trust ability; lying with ulterior motives might reveal malice. Luckily, she genuinely was part of the chanism, answering confidently, "Exactly, we both can represent the chanism, and we’re a particularly unique branch within it."
"What branch?" Walter asked curiously.
"We handle next-gen technology and neural equipnt developnt, with a top-secret classification." Lin Qing replied earnestly, "Even to the Dinsional Limit chanism itself, our existence isn’t widely known."
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