Nessie looked at Jessie in amusement and asked William, "Can I get straight to the point? Mr. Devonshire. "
"Whatever," William said nonchalantly.
Nessie smiled and explained, "Tarasov is Mr. Vigo Tarasov's younger brother.
The Tarasov family controls 40% of the underground businesses in New York and the entire East Coast, so with one word from Mr. Tarasov, pickpockets like us can forget about living on the East Coast. "
Grey Society? Jessie stared at William who was drinking in surprise and asked in disbelief, "You can call Abram Tarasov over with just one phone call?"
"Who knows?" William raised his eyebrows, "I'm a serious businessman."
Looking at William's handsome face, Jessie thought for a while and felt that someone of William's status couldn't possibly have anything to do with the Grey Society. However, when she saw Nessie curling her lips, she immediately realized that she had been tricked. She couldn't help but slap William's arm, "You bastard."
Nessie was shocked by Jessie. Looking at the frowning William and recalling some rumors about the underground world, Nessie broke out in cold sweat in just a few seconds.
Jessie was also shocked when she saw William frowning. Fortunately, not long after, she heard William say, "I'll pay you back, girl."
"Oh, God, you're frowning. My heart almost stopped beating." Jessie clutched her pounding heart. At the same time, she was shocked, but at the same time, she felt excited and moved. However, when she thought of the difference in status between her and William, she drank her wine.
Zhao Fu raised his wine cup and downed it in one gulp before saying bitterly, "I have to go home. If I stay here any longer, I'll lose a few years of my life."
It would be strange if William let go of something he liked. "Didn't you want to treat me to coffee?"
Jessie, who was holding her bag, was stunned, "Are you sure?" She put the bag on her lap and asked seriously, "If you're just playing around, I don't have time to waste."
"Haha, if you don't mind that I have two other women, we can probably get along for a long time."
"F * ck you, bastard." Picking up her bag, Jessie angrily slapped William's arm. "Go to hell." After cursing, she quickly left in her high heels. "Click, click, click."
Looking at Jesse running away, William put away the wallet and social security card that Jesse had forgotten to take. He raised his left hand, and the gold ring with the irises on it was gone. He shook his head and turned to Ness.
"Didn't anyone tell her that if the people who sell the stolen goods accept the gold and rings from the ancient forces, it means that they will offend people, and if the misunderstanding deepens, people may even die?"
Ness shrugged. "Mr. Devonshire, you have to understand that rookies without any inheritance won't care about these things. If they can't sell it as an antique, they might just melt the gold ring."
"Then doesn't that mean I have a good reason to look for Jessie?"
"Of course, even if you throw her into the Hudson River, no one will object," Ness replied with a smile. Then, he smiled and said, "Have fun, sir."
"Thank you." William raised his glass and clinked it with Ness'. Then, he asked directly, "I'm curious about your skills. Can you tell me about it?"
This request stunned Ness, but when he thought about William's identity, he knew that even if he taught William, he wouldn't steal jobs from people like him. If he could get in touch with William, he might be able to save his life.
So, Ness nodded after a moment of hesitation. "To put it bluntly, our job is to divert the target's attention to the thing or topic you want to talk about. Then, it depends on how fast you are."
"Divert attention?" William shook his head with a smile. "Forget it, it's easier said than done."
Then, he snapped his fingers at the restaurant manager, Kyle Glanmore, who was beside Ness. Ness's gaze quickly turned to Kyle Glanmore, who was approaching.
"What can I do for you, Mr. Devonshire?"
"Do you have McAllen Cherished Whiskey?" William asked with a smile.
"Erm, erm …" Kyle Glanmore hesitated for a few seconds. When he saw William frown, he hurriedly explained, "Sir, there's something I need to tell you first."
William nodded. Kyle Glanmore continued, "Our restaurant does have McAllen Cherished Whiskey, but the boss didn't put it up for sale. He purposely priced the 1962 whiskey at 31,000 pounds."
"Damn it, that's three times more expensive than the normal price." Ness was furious when he heard that. Although Kyle Glanmore had already explained the reason, Ness still complained, "In the end, aren't you just waiting to see if there's a spendthrift?"
"Shut up, Ness." William, who was planning to be the spendthrift, couldn't help but glare at Ness. Ten thousand pounds or thirty thousand pounds made no difference to William. "Open the bottle."
"Haha, haha." Ness laughed awkwardly when he heard that. He raised his hands and apologized, "I'm sorry, it seems like the rumors about you being McAllen's super fan are true. Maybe I'll give you a call in the future."
William waved his hand and asked Kyle Glanmore to open the bottle. Thinking about Ness's profession, he didn't mind and wrote an email to Ness. "Call me immediately if there's McAllen Cherished Whiskey or limited edition. The price is double the normal price, no problem, right?"
"No problem, sir. I promise I'll inform you as soon as I see it," Nessie said with a crooked smile when he heard William's offer of double the price. "Or you can give me a call if you need my help. My number is."
"No need." After saying that, William took out a wallet from his pocket and took out Ness's social security card, credit card, and business card. He took the business card and threw the rest on the table in front of Ness.
"God." Looking at the familiar wallet, Ness quickly reached into his chest pocket. As expected, it was empty.
It only took a few seconds for him to understand that when Kyle Glanmore came over, his attention had been diverted to Kyle Glanmore, and William had stolen it.
Shaking his head, Ness said helplessly, "Luckily, you can't steal food from people like us."
"Haha, I'm sure of that." William smiled and nodded. "No, I should say that I'm the one who will provide food for you."
"That's right, boss." Ness shamelessly followed William's words and acknowledged him as his boss.
It was natural for the boss to pay, but William still reminded him, "If you want to take on my mission, the pay will be high, but the risk will also be high. You have to understand this."
Seeing Kyle Glanmore walk over with a bottle of whiskey, Ness took the whiskey and watched as Kyle Glanmore stepped back. Only then did he personally pour William a drink. He said, "I can rest for a few years, or even a lifetime, just for one mission. If I don't fight with my life, what else can I fight with?"
"You're willing to risk your life, and I'm willing to pay a high price. Very good." William raised his glass and clinked it with Ness's, savoring the aftertaste in his mouth. "Looks like we've reached an agreement."
"Yes, boss." Ness nodded without hesitation.
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