After a friendly round of introductions, Frank and the slick-haired man in front of him finally understood the whole story.
It turned out the guy was the Russian big shot who had wanted to hire him for a delivery the day before. Although Frank had recommended a colleague, the colleague apparently hadn't had much luck, and had kicked the bucket seven hours ago.
So, this Russian big shot, named Johnson, had sent his men to find Frank again, planning to have Frank make a delivery for him.
And the watch on Frank's wrist was the so-called Electromagnetic 3D Hydraulic Bomb. Once the main control system was activated, the person wearing the watch couldn't move more than thirty meters away from the signal device.
If they exceeded thirty meters, the watch would go boom, turning Frank into the most dazzling fireworks display!
Facing a threat to his life, Frank felt it was better to be accommodating for the time being.
After all, having been frozen awake twice, Frank definitely didn't want to experience it again!
This was supposed to be the moment when Johnson, who had been preparing to persuade him with some tough love, was going to step in. Wasn't this Frank supposed to be a hothead who wouldn't give up until he'd been beaten black and blue?
However, since the other party was willing to cooperate, it was of course the best possible outcome. Johnson directly handed Frank a package, and also a woman in the passenger seat!
He asked Frank to drive to Budapest first. As for the specific location, he would inform him once he arrived in Budapest.
Just as Frank had opened the car door, ready to leave, his phone suddenly started ringing incessantly.
"Hello, this is Frank!" Under Johnson's cold gaze, Frank answered the phone.
"Frank, why hasn't my shipment arrived yet!" A cold, aged voice came from the other end of the line.
"Sir, I'm very sorry, but I may need a few more days to deliver your goods!" Frank forced a wry smile. Although he also wanted to complete his mission, it was clear that these Russians were more ruthless!
In this day and age, whoever was ruthless had the stronger voice. That was reality!
"Give the phone to the guy next to you!" The old voice paused slightly before continuing.
"They're looking for you!" Frank handed the phone to Johnson, pouting slightly in his direction.
These Russians in front of him were definitely not easy to deal with, but that mysterious client didn't seem to be a pushover either. Frank was just an escort, after all; he didn't want to get caught in the crossfire of their fight!
"What's your name?" Johnson took the phone from Frank, his face full of anger, and then nodded slightly to the technician beside him.
"What I'm called is none of your business. Now, have Frank deliver my goods immediately, or you won't have a good day!" The old voice revealed an air of arrogance, making Johnson frown repeatedly.
Where did this madman come from? Did he know who he was talking to?
"Old man, listen here, I don't care if you're dying or some antique from a gang, you apologize to me right now, or you'll face my wrath!"
Johnson was so angry he started to laugh. In this day and age, someone actually dared to act old and superior in front of him. Truly, they didn't know the meaning of the word "death"!
"Johnson. Knep, EGO Multinational Corporation joint shareholder, honorary elder of the Red Hand Brotherhood in Russia, do you think with your status, you dare to accept my apology?" As the other end of the line slowly spoke, Johnson's smile immediately froze on his face.
The other party had accurately stated his identity, which meant either they had been monitoring Frank, or their power was already unimaginable!
Johnson quickly held the phone in his hands, frantically signaling to the technician.
The technician shook his head, bewildered. So far, they couldn't locate the other end of the call, nor could they even decipher the phone number.
EGO was indeed a powerful multinational corporation, with power not less than the Continental Hotel. With full operation, they could launch small local wars and influence the policy-making of a country.
But in the face of the Red Queen, an artificial intelligence that had completely broken away from the technological tree, the group's proud technology team was completely useless!
The Red Queen stated that if these guys found her weakness, she would directly perform the act of eating a memory stick!
However, Li Qingyuan thought this guy was definitely trying to scam food and drinks. Memory sticks were originally the main food for the Red Queen!
"Sir, we have no intention of making things difficult for you. Mainly, we now need Frank to help us escort a very important cargo, your package. We will send someone else to deliver it to you!" Seeing the technician's helpless expression, Johnson immediately began to act humble, speaking respectfully into the phone.
A man who can bend and stretch is a true man of action these days; those who stubbornly rush headfirst have long since become extinct.
"Stop the nonsense. Have Frank send my stuff over first. Isn't your first destination Budapest anyway? It's on the way!"
Johnson looked around cautiously. The other party not only found out his identity but also learned about their first destination. He didn't even know what words to use to describe the other party!
If he had known that such a big shot was looking for Frank to deliver goods, he would never have competed with them for the person.
"I don't want to get involved in your mess with Ukraine, but if I don't see Frank deliver my goods to the designated location within three hours, then you can prepare to face comprehensive sanctions!" Perhaps because he hadn't heard a reply for a long time, the other party was a bit annoyed and directly threatened.
"Okay, I will immediately arrange for Frank to deliver the goods to you!" Johnson was so angry he wanted to kill someone. He directly pulled out his gun and shot his assistant!
This guy was truly useless and had caused such a big problem for him.
The main business of the EGO company was high-energy chemicals. It was definitely a super-toxic and polluting chemical group. Although this stuff was highly profitable, it caused too much damage to the environment. In recent years, with the so-called improvement of environmental awareness, their factories had been constantly withdrawing from developed countries. Now, they could only open factories in Africa!
Ukraine is one of the few remaining territories in Europe where EGO still operates. However, the new Ukrainian minister is demanding aggressive environmental development and is clearly preparing to drive out EGO's ocean-going freighters and factories.
If they were to be expelled from Ukraine, the annual freight costs alone would increase by over a billion. Not to mention a string of other losses, conservatively estimated at around ten billion US dollars.
Such a massive loss prompted Johnson and a group of shareholders to decide to teach that unyielding minister a lesson!
The chapter tomorrow morning might be a little late~ Please understand!
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