William had just gotten up from the bed and found a pair of socks that didn't smell too strong among a pile of smelly socks and put them on his feet. The socks, which were stiff with sweat and peeling dead skin, pricked his feet a little, but he didn't really care because they would be fine after wearing them for a while. He casually put on some relatively clean clothes, spit in the palm of his hand, pressed back the hair that was messed up while sleeping, and then satisfactorily made a cool face to himself in the mirror. expression, and then pushed the door open and left. He spends almost every day in the bar next door. This is his life and his job.
It was still noon when we entered the bar, and there were no customers. The woman who was often so hot that she had to take off her clothes squatted weakly on the stage, holding a bowl of lunch in her hand. She glanced up at him, and then focused on herself. on lunch. However, the bartender was very enthusiastic and invited him to sit on the edge of the bar, and gave him a glass of fruit wine worth twenty cents for free.
William is a regular customer here, and this is where he works. He will collect some intelligence here and occasionally visit other places. Some information is of little value and may not be used for a long, long time, but as long as there is a piece of information that someone needs, he can earn enough money to sustain his life. Recently, he made a big deal and spent almost ten dollars in the bar, which made the bartender and owner of the bar very satisfied.
Apart from the cheap ladies who are often so hot that they take off their clothes, such a small bar has almost no profit points from consumption. Ten yuan is no longer considered small money.
"Didn't you say there's a new person here?" William raised his wine glass and pointed at the lady dining on the stage, "Why is it still her?"
The bartender lowered his head and wiped his wine glass while replying: "I won't arrive until tomorrow. I went on a tour today and can't leave."
The hot ladies who like to take off their clothes in such a simple and low-end bar are actually from outside. There are people who are responsible for this business. These people have about twenty ladies who are prone to sweating. They change the working place every once in a while, thus stimulating bar guests to continue to spend money due to the novelty. 20% of these consumption is the commission provided by the bar as a venue, 10% is given to the security personnel in the bar, 40% is given to the management staff above them, and I can only get 30%. Of course, even if it is only 30%, it is still a considerable amount of income.
William was asking about the girl the bartender told him before. It was said that she was just trained and was only a little over 20 years old. This was her second job location, which made the bar's business a lot better recently. A large group of old men come over for a drink every day to find out whether the new dancers are coming.
William curled his lips and shrugged his shoulders. He took a sip of the fruit wine with an obvious bitter taste, leaned on the bar and whispered: "Is there any good news recently? Share it!"
The bar stopped what he was doing, looked at the sparse customers around him, and slapped him, "I have news worth at least five yuan, if you want it!"
William thought for a while, stretched out his hand and shook the bartender's hand, reaching an agreement.
Information is actually a commodity, a commodity that does not have an entity. Since it is a commodity, it will naturally circulate. Like other physical commodities, it will continue to depreciate with the number of circulations. Moreover, intelligence has a very bad point, that is, it is replicable, diffusible and timely. For an information dealer with no customers, the price of five yuan for information was too high, but for William, this was not a problem at all.
Once he changes hands, his income can at least increase several times.
When he learned the news from the bartender, he was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that the sales volume of this news was limited, but it would definitely fetch a high price. He took out a wrinkled five-yuan note, stuffed it into the bartender's hand, and completed the transaction.
As time went by, the sky gradually darkened, and the atmosphere in the bar became more lively. William kept walking among the crowd with a glass of wine, collecting some free information while selling the information in his hands. It only took him two hours to sell four copies of the five-yuan information for two dollars. Not only did he make money back, but he also made a lot of income. Everyone has everyone's customers and connections. He is selling information, and the bartender is also selling information. It is the same as every night before, and nothing unpleasant happened.
Until... Two uninvited guests came to the bar.
Du Lin and Dover ordered two glasses of wine worth seventy-five cents. This kind of wine is actually high-alcohol wine blended with low-alcohol wine and then sold. This is also a way for small bars to solve the supply of high-alcohol wine. After Karul further increased the selling price of private liquor through quota allocation, many small bars with weak strength are implementing this method, and some small bars simply water down the liquor.
"I want to know who William is!" Duffer took out two one-dollar bills and placed them on the bar, then pushed them over. This news is worth two yuan at most, no more. Of course, this is also done to avoid alerting the enemy. Any intelligence dealer will set up some small escape props in the place where he operates. In order to be safe, Dover must act according to the rules of the game.
Without any concealment, the bartender raised his chin at William, who was sitting on the edge of the stage and throwing coins inside, "Did you see that guy with gray hair?" After saying that, he smiled and continued with his work.
Du Lin turned his head and saw the guy the bartender was talking about.
The two of them stood up and walked over with wine glasses in hand. Only when they were standing behind William did William feel that there was someone behind him. He threw all the coins in his hand in exchange for a wink from the lady, then stood up and turned around, showing a businessman-like hypocritical smile, "You two are very familiar with each other, but it doesn't matter, no matter what you want, I can get all the information, it’s just a matter of price. Have you figured out what information you need?”
Dulin nodded and took out two ten-dollar bills. William's eyes lit up and he actively invited the two of them to leave through the back door of the bar. The three of them stood in a quiet alley that smelled of odor. .
He looked around and made sure there was no one else in the alley before he said, "I don't know what specific information you two need. I'm not exaggerating. I am the only one who has the most complete and up-to-date information around here."
Adjust your mood and resign.
(End of chapter)