"What's going on with the Icefield Treasure?" Ye Weiwei asked.

Hearing Ye Weiwei ask about the Icefield Treasure, Fatty frowned and said somewhat helplessly: "I don't know, so don't even think about asking me."

"You really don't know?" Ye Weiwei obviously didn't believe what this fat man said.

The fat man nodded lightly, not daring to look at Ye Weiwei, so he said: "I didn't lie, believe it or not!"

"I really don't believe it this time." Ye Weiwei raised her eyebrows and pointed her finger at the table.

The two clanging sounds almost broke the fat man's heart.

The fat man swallowed several mouthfuls and couldn't help but feel creepy. He looked at Ye Weiwei, then at Ye Weiwei, and finally said: "Can you afford the price?"

Ye Weiwei narrowed her eyes when she heard this, raised the corners of her lips, and looked at him with a half-smile, "How much do you want?"

When the fat man saw her smile, he suddenly shivered, subconsciously shrank his neck, and lowered his voice and said, "I... I want this number?"

The fat man raised his hand and made a five.

Ye Weiwei stared at his short and fat fingers and lowered her voice, "Five hundred thousand?"

The fat man opened his eyes wide and did not dare to answer. In fact, he only dared to ask for fifty thousand.

He was afraid that Ye Weiwei would break his legs.

But before she finished speaking, Ye Weiwei said directly: "Give me a card number, and I will transfer it to you now."

The fat man was stunned for a moment and looked at Ye Weiwei blankly, "You...you agreed to give me so much?"

"Of course." Ye Weiwei nodded. Before coming here, Tang Min also reminded that the information from this company is not cheap, and the Icefield Treasure costs one million anyway.

Now that the fat man held out a five, she took it for granted that it was half a million and was willing to give him this number.

The fat man was naturally happy to see Ye Weiwei being so straightforward. He quickly opened the drawer, found the bank card inside, and handed it to Ye Weiwei tremblingly.

"Um...this is a public account. I have set up a text message reminder." The fat man said cautiously.

Ye Weiwei said "Oh", took a photo, and then sent it to the company's financial officer for payment.

After the 500,000 yuan arrived, Fatty quickly found the documents related to the Icefield Treasure, handed them to Ye Weiwei, and then said: "That's all I have in my hand.

Others should have it, but it is definitely not as accurate as mine, you can trust me."

"Okay, I'll see you next time!" Ye Weiwei picked up the information and turned around handsomely.

Watching Ye Weiwei walk away, the fat man let out a long breath and gently wiped the sweat on his forehead.

He thought that it would be better not to have a next time. He really didn't dare to meet Ye Weiwei again.

At the same time, in another dark corner, a man took out his mobile phone and dialed the number.

"Miss An, your guess is correct. Ye Weiwei is indeed here to look for information on the Icefield Treasure."

On the other end of the phone, An Yaxi lit a cigarette, squinted her eyes, stared coldly at the little fresh meat opposite her, and said, "Very good, then let the news out."

"Is this really necessary? If Ye Weiwei really gets the ice treasure, will we cause big trouble if we lure others over?" the man asked cautiously.

An Yaxi chuckled, with a bit of disdain in her tone, "Ye Weiwei doesn't have that ability, I believe in her."

The man was speechless, how could he be so confident?
Chapter completed!