Lijiang Hotel, guests come and go.
Unlike ordinary hotels, the entrance fee of this hotel is 10,000 Chinese yuan.
As soon as you enter the door, you can see card tables, billiards, coffee tables, ladies, and even a smoking (drug) room in the hotel.
Shi Hu and Yu Sheng were walking in the venue wearing black suits.
I touched the tip of my nose. The first floor of the hotel was not big, but it had all kinds of things. Waiters were moving among the crowd. These people kept giving tips and the waiters were passing on information.
Shi Hu touched the tip of his nose and said in confusion: "This place is really strange. I've been to quite a few hotels. This place is like turning a hotel into an amusement park. There are all kinds of things."
Looking around, Yu Sheng rubbed his temple and said, "Be careful. We are here to buy information. Don't let everyone know we are here."
"I understand!" Shi Hu said nonchalantly.
Walking to a table, Yu Sheng waved his hand, "Waiter!"
A professional waiter came over and Yu Sheng took out ten red bills and a note and placed them on the tray without saying anything.
The waiter received the food and left.
Shi Hu took a glass of wine, took a sip and said, "This place is really shady. It costs a thousand yuan to deliver a message! But being a waiter here is really profitable!"
"Do you think this tip is for the waiter!?" Yu Sheng said speechlessly.
Even the glass of wine that Shi Hu brought was not paid for. Being a waiter here is indeed very profitable, but the salary is fixed. And these seemingly paid expenses are actually earned by the owner behind the hotel.
The waiters around have two trays, one red and one black. The red one is for asking for information, and the black one is for exchanging information.
The waiter carrying the red tray kept walking around the place, and the note Yu Sheng gave was the information he wanted to know. Everyone here could see this question. There were a lot of red plates, and some people were in the upper floor. No one except the waiter knew who asked the question.
The waiters here have good memory, but one thing is very important, no matter what the guests write, no one here will check it.
These waiters are also very honest. Here are military secrets, secrets of wealthy families, and interesting stories of the underworld.
All the information is circulated here.
Gulp! After drinking the last of the wine in one gulp, Shi Hu said impatiently: "It's been so long! It's been almost half an hour, and there is still no news. It seems that the information dealers here are also second-rate!"
"Don't be anxious! This is a big deal. There must be information dealers investigating it. Wait a minute and there will definitely be news." Yu Sheng took a breath and said.
The intelligence here is complex and extremely expensive.
General information here is worthless, but some information is worth a fortune.
"Sir! Your wine!" Just when Shi Hu was about to get impatient, a waiter came over and handed him a glass of wine with a small note on the base of the glass.
The note was pressed down with a wine glass and folded in half. The paper was very special and would tear if folded in half twice. Anyone would know that the waiter had peeked at the contents.
Therefore, it is not advisable to move it when passing it. You need to hold the wine glass and the paper together. If you pick it up separately, the paper will bounce slightly, and then it will be broken when you close it.
The waiter also knew this, and was always extra careful when passing the food, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
If the waiter is misunderstood by the guests as eavesdropping on the conversation, he will be dealt with according to the Lijiang hotel's regulations.
This is a dangerous and delicate job.
"Finally here!" Shi Hu breathed a sigh of relief and quickly looked at the note in Yu Sheng's hand.
There were only three words on the note: "How much?"
Taking out a piece of paper and a pen, Yu Sheng thought about it and decided to go for a more expensive price. "One hundred million!"
After writing the content, Yu Sheng took out his wallet, put another thousand yuan on the waiter's tray, folded the paper, handed it to the waiter and said, "To the gentleman just now!"
"Understood!" The waiter nodded, took the paper and left. Looking at the waiter's back, he walked into a room and handed the paper to another waiter, who then delivered the paper to the designated guest.
The security measures are very clever.
Shi Hu looked at all this and said in disbelief: "This place is really amazing. A group of ordinary people, yet they are very professional."
"Although these papers only contain some irrelevant words and do not contain any specific information, they are still valuable if they meet someone with a heart. The owner of this store is very good at doing business. Although it is just an intelligence turnover station, the defense measures are very good." Yu Sheng nodded secretly.
After all, a person's intelligence is limited, and an intelligence agency cannot know everything in the world. However, some intelligence cannot be obtained in a short period of time, so this kind of intelligence transfer agency appears.
At the same time, intelligence dealers also appeared. This profession in Chinese history can be traced back to the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, and it has long become a profession now.
The intelligence boss asked the informant to collect various kinds of intelligence for him, and then paid the informant some money. At the same time, he sold the intelligence on hand at a high price and earned a considerable reward.
After a long while, another waiter came to Yu Sheng and handed him a stack of snacks.
People who come here hardly order anything for themselves. They just wait for it to be delivered during the information exchange process, which can be considered a disguise.
After eating a pumpkin pie, Shi Hu secretly shook his head and said, "The owner of this hotel is really bad. He has made such a big fuss but he is reluctant to hire a few good chefs. What the hell is this? It's raw!"
"This isn't a place to eat!" Yu Sheng said speechlessly, "The drinks here are probably just ordinary drinks, and as for the food, most of it is bought directly from the supermarket and simply processed. I don't think there is even a chef."
"No way! There must be several chefs in such a big place!" Shi Hu said in disbelief.
Yu Sheng pointed to a piece of peeled pumpkin pie in front of him and said, "See? These pumpkin pie don't look like they were made by the chef using a mold. If the color was the residue that fell off after being taken out of the mold, it would not be as burnt yellow as the skin, but light yellow. But now it is also dark, which means it was made in advance and then baked after being transported. So it must be bought from the supermarket!"
"Oh my god, this boss is really stingy!" Seeing that Yu Sheng had produced the evidence, Shi Hu had to believe it and said speechlessly.
(End of this chapter)