In itself, it was just to cheat Zhou Japheth for a few hundred thousand, so the investment in this matter, the maximum would be one hundred thousand dollars to the head, more than one hundred thousand, that would not be much cost-effective.
Can’t spend a hundred dollars to buy a hundred dollar counterfeit bill, and then go to find a shop to spend it? Isn’t that purely and simply sick?
As for this 100,000 cost, surely is Jacob Wilson out, by then things if Zhou Japheth does not accept, they will give Jacob Wilson 200,000, if things can find the next wrongdoer, they still have to earn, not to lose money.
Jacob Wilson yesterday just got Claire Wilson and Charlie wade gave two 50,000 U.S. dollars, money on the account, the heart of the bottom, so very quick to say: “Ermao, or that or you reliable it! You see when we go to see something? This thing he early not only late, in two days I’m going to Dubai, and strive to do this thing before I go to Dubai!”
Ermao also went out on a limb and hurriedly said, “President Wilson, since it’s as early as possible, why don’t we just go over there now!”
Jacob Wilson slapped the table, “Depart! Discard him!”
Ermao had been mixing in the antique street for so many years, and his various channels and connections were indeed not comparable to those of ordinary people, however, there were many high-end resources that he had never been able to quite fit into before even though he knew about them.
For example, some of the master craftsmen who specialised in manufacturing high-end counterfeit antiques, their counterparts were often those antique dealers who had big clients and a relatively high social and industry status.
Little people like Ermao before, they simply couldn’t look at them.
Even if Ermao could find them at that time, they wouldn’t even look at Ermao.
If these people were big drug lords, then Ermao was at best a small-time yakuza who wandered around the nightclubs, peddling bobbleheads.
However, the current Ermao was not what he used to be.
He was Master Albert Fifth’s military advisor, and his connections and status in Aurous Hill far exceeded those of ordinary people, so when he called one of the senior master masters, the other party was even a little flattered and invited Ermao to visit his studio to discuss in detail.
So, Ermao drove there with Jacob Wilson.
The other party’s so-called studio is actually a counterfeiting old, the second processing of cultural relics and antiques dens.
Because this line of work is not visible, so the other side of the nest location is also very intriguing.
This place is in the village under the motorway bridge, and, out of the village two steps forward, is next door to the Huizhou province.
Ermao felt that Jacob Wilson’s Rolls Royce Cullinan was a bit too eye-catching to go to this kind of urban and rural area, so he drove his own car and took Jacob Wilson to rush over.
Don’t look at the village right next to the highway bridge, but the two highway intersections before and after are seven or eight kilometres away from the village, so they got off the highway and drove on the bumpy and narrow county road for quite a while before finally arriving at the village entrance.
At the village entrance at this time, a male in his forties with a long beard was already waiting here respectfully.
Seeing Ermao coming, he greeted him and said to Ermao: “Brother Ermao, you are here! The car is parked at the village entrance, let’s walk in, it’s not that far, just a few hundred metres.”
Ermao nodded, parked the car on the side of the road, and said to Jacob Wilson, “President Wilson, let’s go down.”