Cosma Empire

William just got up from the bed, and found a pair of socks that didn't have a strong smell among a pile of smelly socks, and put them on his feet. The stiff socks, which were covered in sweat and peeling off dead skin, were a little poking, but he didn't care much, because they would be fine after wearing them for a while. He casually put on some clean clothes, spit in the palm of his hand, pushed back the messy hair from sleeping, and only then did he make a cool look at himself in the mirror with satisfaction. expression, and then pushed the door away. He spends almost every day in the bar next door, which is his life and work.

It was still noon when I entered the bar, and there were no customers. The lady who was often too hot to take off her clothes squatted weakly on the stage, holding a bowl of lunch in her hand, looked up at him, and then focused on herself on lunch. On the contrary, the bartender was very enthusiastic, and greeted him to sit on the edge of the bar, and gave him a free glass of fruit wine worth 20 cents.

William is a regular customer here, and this is also where he works. He will collect some information here, and occasionally go to other places for a walk. Some information is of little value and may not be used for a long time, but as long as there is a piece of information that is needed, he can earn enough money to live on. Recently he had made a big deal and had already squandered about ten bucks in the bar, to the satisfaction of the bartender and owner.

Such a small bar has almost no profit point for consumption except for the cheap ladies who are often undressed. Ten yuan is no longer considered small money.

"Didn't you say that a newcomer is here?" William raised his glass and pointed at the lady who was dining on the stage, "Why is it still her?"

While wiping his glass with his head down, the bar replied, "I'm only arriving tomorrow, but I went to a show today, so I can't leave."

The very hot lady who likes to take off her clothes in such a small bar with no class is actually a foreigner. There are people who are in charge of this business. These people have about 20 ladies who are prone to sweat in their hands. They change the place of work every once in a while, so as to stimulate the guests of the bar to continue to consume because of the novelty. 20% of these consumptions are commissions provided by the bar as a venue. One deal goes to the security guards in the bar, and the fourth deal goes to the managers above them. I can only get 30% of it. Of course, even if it is only 30%, it is not a small income.

What William asked was the girl the bartender told him before. It is said that she has just been trained and is only a little over 20 years old. This is her second job, which has made the business of the bar much better recently. A large group of old men come here for a drink every day in order to know whether the new dancers are coming.

William pursed his lips and shrugged his shoulders. He took a sip of the fruit wine with an obvious astringent taste, and whispered on the bar: "Is there any good news recently? Share it!"

The bar stopped working, looked at the few guests around, and extended a slap, "I have a message worth at least five yuan, if you want it!"

After thinking for a while, William reached out and shook hands with the bartender, reaching an agreement.

Intelligence is actually a kind of commodity. Commodities without entities will naturally circulate since they are commodities, and like other physical commodities, they will continue to depreciate with the number of times they are circulated. And there is a very bad thing about intelligence, that is, it has replicability, diffusion and timeliness. Five yuan is too high for information dealers who have no source of information, but for William, this is not a problem at all.

Once he changed hands, his income could at least be doubled several times.

When he heard the news from the bartender, he was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that the sales volume of the news was limited, but it would definitely sell at a higher price. He took out a crumpled five-yuan note and stuffed it into the bartender's hand, completing the deal.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the atmosphere in the bar became more lively. William kept walking among the crowd with a glass of wine,

While collecting some free information, at the same time selling the information in his hands. It only took him two hours to sell four copies of the five-yuan information for two yuan, and he not only made money back, but also made a lot of income. Everyone has their 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 unexpected guests came to the bar.

Du Lin and Du Fu ordered two glasses of wine worth 75 cents. This kind of wine is actually high-alcohol wine mixed with low-alcohol wine, and then sold. This is also a way for the small bar to solve the supply of high-alcohol wine. After Karur further increased the selling price of moonshine through quota distribution, many small bars with weak strength are implementing this method, and some small bars simply watered it down.

"I want to know who William is!" Duffer took out two one-dollar bills and put them on the bar, then pushed them over. This news is worth two yuan at most, no more. Of course, this is done to avoid alarming the enemy. Any intelligence dealer will set up some small props for escape in the place where he is active. In order to be safe and secure, Dover must act according to the rules of the game.

The bartender raised his chin at William, who was sitting on the periphery of the stage and threw coins into it, without any concealment, "Did you see that gray-haired guy?" After speaking, he smiled and continued with his work.

When Du Lin turned his head, he saw the guy the bartender was talking about.

The two got up and walked over with their glasses in hand. When they were already standing behind William, William felt someone behind him. He threw out all the coins in his hand in exchange for a wink from the lady, then stood up and turned around, showing a hypocritical smile like a businessman, "You two are unfamiliar, but it doesn't matter, whatever you want I can get all the news, it's just a matter of price. Have you figured out what news you need?"

Du Lin nodded, and took out two ten-dollar banknotes. William's eyes lit up, and he took the initiative to invite the two to leave through the back door of the bar. The three stood in a quiet and smelly alley .

He looked left and right, and when he was sure that there was no one else in the alley, he said, "I don't know what information you two need. I'm not exaggerating. Only my information is the most complete and up-to-date around here."