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"You're not talking about Murderer Zhao Jun, are you?" Chen Haorong asked in surprise. He knew Zhao Jun; a few years ago, Zhao Jun had caused a nationwide sensation, and even now the police were still searching for him.
"That's right, it's him. So, what do you think? Three thousand RMB for the introduction isn't too expensive, right?" Red Hair said proudly. He knew many fugitives and intermediaries, and he made money by maintaining good relationships with these people.
"The introduction fee is reasonable, but what's his charge?" Chen Haorong inquired.
"That depends on who you want to kill. If it's an ordinary person, it would be around one hundred thousand. If the person has special circumstances, it could take several hundred thousand. If they're very powerful, it would be a million," Red Hair explained.
"I'll tell you this; you must not let it slip. The person I want to kill is Chen Haoxuan. You're the expert in Pingyuan County—you should know who he is! Can you give me a quote? How much would it cost to hire Zhao Jun to kill him?" Chen Haorong asked seriously.
"Chen Haoxuan's Thousand Buddha Stone Pagoda is known worldwide. I'm known as an expert—do you think I wouldn't know? He's not an ordinary person! He's more famous than a celebrity now; if you want to kill him, it will definitely cost over a million," Red Hair replied.
"One hundred thousand RMB can't go any higher; if it does, I'll hire someone else," Chen Haorong said, raising one finger.
"I need to talk to him first. Once we have an agreement, I'll notify you tonight," Red Hair said nonchalantly.
"Red Hair, I appreciate your help. Here’s three thousand RMB for now. You must speak highly of me. If you can convince him to lower the price to several tens of thousands of RMB for killing Chen Haoxuan, I will definitely reward you handsomely," Chen Haorong stood up and took out three thousand RMB, handing it to Red Hair while repeatedly urging him.
"Don't worry; he might refuse others, but he will definitely give me face. I'll go talk to him now and try to lower the price," Red Hair said with a sly grin. Although he spoke that way, he was secretly laughing inside; the higher the price, the more he would earn. If the price was lowered, given Chen Haorong's stingy nature, he would only get at most ten or twenty thousand. If he set a high price, he could pocket the difference as profit.
He wouldn't let Chen Haorong meet Zhao Jun. If Chen Haorong offered one million for Zhao Jun to kill Chen Haoxuan, he would tell Zhao Jun that someone was willing to pay five hundred thousand RMB for the job, and just like that, the remaining five hundred thousand would easily end up in his pocket.
When Chen Haorong returned to his office in the mall, he waited anxiously until 8 PM when he finally received a call from Red Hair. Red Hair instructed him to prepare one hundred thousand RMB and meet at the bridgehead in Pingyuan County.
Chen Haorong knew the rules; for this kind of thing, a deposit was required. So he drove to the bank and withdrew one hundred thousand Renminbi in cash before heading to the bridge to meet Hongmao.
When he arrived at the bridge, he saw Hongmao squatting by the riverbank smoking. He approached with a bag in hand and greeted, "Hongmao, how did it go? Did he agree?"
Hongmao turned around, looking quite pleased with himself. "Of course, if I take action, how could he not agree? However, although he agreed, the price is not low. To help you kill Chen Haoxuan, it's one million Renminbi. You need to pay a deposit of one hundred thousand first, and then pay the remaining nine hundred thousand after Chen Haoxuan is dead."
"What if he fails to kill Chen Haoxuan?" Chen Haorong asked.
"If he fails to kill Chen Haoxuan, then he is very likely dead himself. In that case, you won't need to pay the remaining nine hundred thousand Renminbi. However, you won't be able to get back that one hundred thousand deposit since someone has already paid with their life for you. Compensating them with one hundred thousand Renminbi is only fair," Hongmao replied.
"Alright, I agree. But when will he start acting?" Chen Haorong inquired.
"Killing someone requires understanding their movements. He needs to investigate where Chen Haoxuan goes every day and what he likes to do. So you'll have to wait until the day after tomorrow for him to take action. Now give me the deposit of one hundred thousand Renminbi, and you can go home and wait for news."
"Waiting for your good news." Chen Haorong handed the bag containing one hundred thousand Renminbi in cash to Hongmao.
Chen Haorong was pleased to hire such a skilled assassin as Zhao Jun. Every time he closed his eyes, he could imagine the scene of Chen Haoxuan being killed; perhaps it was because he wanted Chen Haoxuan dead so badly that such illusions arose.
Meanwhile, Chen Haoxuan was still living carefree. He knew that Chen Haorong wanted to deal with him but never imagined that Chen Haorong would want him dead. If he had known about Chen Haorong's intentions, his life would have become very miserable.
The next day, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked into the supermarket. Though his appearance was plain, his eyes were sharp and hinted at a trace of killing intent. He was Zhao Jun, there to scout the terrain. As Zhao Jun looked around the supermarket, a little girl suddenly ran out from his right and bumped into his leg. To steady herself, she quickly hugged Zhao Jun's leg.
Zhao Jun immediately glared at the little girl clinging to his leg with a murderous expression. If this weren't a supermarket, he might have kicked her away without hesitation.
At that moment, a woman ran over and said, "Xiao Ming, don't run around."
"Go to your mother," Zhao Jun coldly said to the little girl who was holding onto his leg.
With a sudden cry, the little girl clinging to Zhao Jun's leg burst into tears, her wails loud and filled with fear as if she had seen something terrifying.
The woman held her daughter in her arms and gently comforted her, saying, "Xiao Ming, Mommy didn't hit you. Why are you crying?"
The little girl named Xiao Ming pointed at Zhao Jun's back and cried, "Mommy, that uncle just now was so fierce. His eyes were scary. Xiao Ming is scared." Although children may not understand everything, their instincts are often the most accurate. They can sense things that adults cannot perceive, even if they cannot articulate it.
After leaving the supermarket, Zhao Jun went to the building across the street. He climbed into a restroom on the third floor and used binoculars to look at the opposite building. He spotted Chen Haoxuan's office. The glass in Chen Haoxuan's office was large, allowing a clear view inside. Zhao Jun felt confident about tracking Chen Haoxuan.
"Chen Haoxuan, enjoy your last moments today because tomorrow will be your end," Zhao Jun sneered.
Now in the restroom, he closed the door and could observe Chen Haoxuan's movements in the opposite building without worry. Just as he was feeling pleased with himself, a loud voice came from outside the door: "Damn it! Haven't you finished yet? Get out here!"
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