Anhui, headquarters of the Suchon Corporation, 12:00 PM
— Did I hear correctly? Four million?! — The corporation's economist was frankly shocked when he heard these figures; the bodyguard's face remained unchanged, and the head of the corporation slightly bit her lip, considering the offer.
— You heard correctly. — The guest smiled almost imperceptibly. — Four million denarii, that is the price of my services according to your stated conditions. Madam Kim, you should know that it is pointless to bargain with me.
— According to my informants in Rex Ventorum, there is no one better than you, so I can be sure of the prudence of my investment, right?
— Please excuse me, but I do not discuss the quality of my work or previous contracts. This is against my principles.
— I understand. All that remains is for me to trust my informers and agree to your demands. After all, I cannot entrust such an important task to amateurs.
— In that case, I will take on this job. Half of the agreed amount must be provided immediately in cash, and the remaining part must be transferred to my account at the Bank of Lacia after I fulfill my obligations.
Anhui, Avarice Group Building, penthouse, at the same time
There were about ten people in the organization's premises that day; Marcus, as before, placed his body on a comfortable sofa, while the others stood in a semicircle around him; a thin young man in a suit and glasses was next to a large screen in the center of the room, pointing to various graphs and tables.
Tangun | Amisan | Suchon | Chung San Kwon | Tiberius Chu Hyuk | Kim Suchon | Share of the black market: Arms trade: 43% Drug trafficking: 37% Organ trafficking: 100% Prostitution: 18% (including 7% kisaeng) Slave trade: 20% Other black market goods: 40% | Share of the black market: Arms trade: 19% Drug trafficking: 21% Organ trafficking: 0% Prostitution: 65% Slave trade: 32% Other black market goods: 9% | Share of the black market: Arms trade: 22% Drug trafficking: 6% Organ trafficking: 0% Prostitution: 6% (kisaeng) Slave trade: 15% Other black market goods: 51% |
— This is how things are in Anhui. The activities of individual dealers and small organizations were not included in the final calculation. Thus, our organization accounts for the following figures...
— Hohoh, hold on a second. — After the last successful operation and the entertainment that preceded this meeting, Marcus Atilius Tician was in a good mood, to the relief of his subordinates. — Tell me about this beauty.
— Umm... She is the actual leader of the Suchon Corporation.
— Are you trying to make me look like an idiot? I already understood that from the table.
— Kim Suchon, candidate for the post of praetor of Anhui, 24 years old, unmarried, born and raised in Anhui, was the only daughter of the previous owner of the corporation. After his death, it was expected that the young and inexperienced girl would not be able to cope with the role of head of such a large organization, but she managed to surprise everyone with her successes: the corporation not only stayed afloat but also rose up in many indicators.
— My numbers are rising too.
— Yes... In general, returning to the figures... Currently, we account for 16% of arms trafficking, 36% of drug trafficking, 11% of prostitutes, 33% of human trafficking, 0% of organ trafficking, and other black market goods.
— But we will change that soon; before I return to Velox, I will screw over these slant-eyed bastards, and we will take over the entire Anhui market. As for this lovely lady... — Marcus approached the huge screen, pushing the bespectacled man away from it, and gently ran his hand over Suchon's photograph. — I will take her with me.