Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 689: An interview with an old friend
Fair knew who was behind him just by listening to the sound without turning around.

He stopped opening the car door, thought for a moment, and then turned around.

"Salina."

The person standing behind him was Salina, the female assistant and secretary of the President's security adviser.

"old classmate."

Salina came forward with a smile.

Fair subconsciously took a step back, but he hit the car behind him and had nowhere to retreat.

"I know what you're going to do, Salina. There's really nothing more to talk about between us. I can't give you what you want. Don't waste your time on me."

"Are you so afraid of seeing me? Is it because I left you that year that you turned your love for me into hate?"

Salina seemed very calm and composed. She continued to walk forward to Fair, almost sticking to him.

Feier suddenly became a little nervous, and his breathing became heavy.

"This is a public place, filled with colleagues who just left the party. Aren't you afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Salina spread her hands and looked around.

"Is there anyone in the industry who doesn't know about our relationship? You're my ex-boyfriend, and I'm your ex-girlfriend. Is it illegal to have been in a relationship?"

"Oh, God!"

Fair wailed.

"Can you please stop being so narcissistic? You always think I'm going against the bureaucrats out of hatred for you. We're not on the same path. We made it clear back then. Salina, you're an ambitious woman. You'd sacrifice anything for your ideals, even your soul. But I'm not like that. Don't waste your time on me."

The tone of these words was a bit harsh.

But Salina didn't take it as an offense at all.

She was very patient, still smiling, and said, "How about this? We're not meeting as friends. Instead, I'm here as Mr. Hudson's assistant to talk to you, the owner of a newly wealthy media company. There's a great cafe nearby, less than 500 meters away. Let's go sit there. It won't interfere with your work."

Fair was still hesitating.

Salina continued, "It'll only be ten minutes, and I promise we'll only talk about work."

"OK!"

Fair finally couldn't resist the nagging of the woman in front of him.

"Ten minutes then. I'll be leaving in ten minutes."

"No problem. Come to think of it, it's been a while since I had coffee with you."

Fair closed the car door and, led by Salina, walked through the grove of trees in the office area and quickly left the press conference.

A few minutes later, at a nearby cafe, the two sat down at a corner table.

Since it was working hours, there were not many people in the cafe and melodious music was floating in the air.

After ordering two cups of coffee and a plate of cookies, the conversation officially began.

"Fell, give up this news."

Salina knew that it was useless to beat around the bush with someone like Fair.

The two graduated from the journalism department of the same university, started working together, started dating in their freshman year, and broke up five years after graduation.

It was because they both had very stubborn personalities and were the type of people who would never change once they decided on a direction, which led to them parting ways in the end.

So many years have passed, and although the passing of time has changed each other's youth, their underlying personalities have not changed at all.

"give up?!"

Phil was stirring his coffee cup with a spoon, and suddenly he grinned as if he had heard the funniest digestion in the world.

"Hahahaha! Salina, you wouldn't be so foolish as to promise me some benefits to bribe me, would you?" "I know you're a stubborn person and you'll definitely do what you set your mind to, but I have to warn you, you really can't touch this."

Salina's expression turned serious.

This seriousness made Fair slightly stunned.

He realized that his ex-girlfriend was not playing tricks.

What she said was true.

He suddenly remembered that he had made a mistake before.

When Song Heping passed the information to him, he reminded him that the information was very sensitive and involved many shameful secrets of the American high-level officials and the CIA. These people were not just retired special forces soldiers, but they were all in the top-secret database. No one could find out their identities, and they were very likely related to the "Presbyterian Church".

So Song Heping warned him to take the information to the press conference, and after causing a sensation, immediately distribute the information to as many colleagues as possible.

Only by actively exposing the information and causing it to cause an uncontrollable sensation, but at the same time losing its exclusive value, can his safety be guaranteed.

For a moment, Fair's position softened.

He suddenly realized that he was in great danger.

The pleasure he had just felt from being the center of attention among his peers was gone, and the feeling of euphoria was gone. He returned to the ground again and saw clearly the situation he was in.

Salina obviously caught his hesitation and struck while the iron was hot, saying, "It's not too late to stop now. I know you don't care about personal gain, but this can indeed bring you a lot of benefits, more than you can imagine. Do you understand me?"

Her expression was sincere.

Fair was so sincere that he believed that if he asked her to go to the hotel and book a room to wait for him tonight, she would agree to rekindle their old love without hesitation.

However, Fair suddenly remembered what he said when they broke up. He would never sell his soul for money and benefits in this life, even if it meant not being with Salina.

"Thank you for your kindness, my old classmate, but I suddenly remembered that the more nervous you are, the more valuable this information is. You also reminded me that I'm in danger now. I was a little complacent just now. I should have distributed the information to everyone at the press conference, making it non-exclusive but still creating a sensation. Now I'm in danger. You're serious, and I feel it. Thank you, but I don't intend to change my position!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up, drank his coffee in one gulp, then took out his wallet, took out the bills and threw them on the table, saying to the waiter, "No need to change!"

Then he turned and walked away towards the door.

He had just taken a few steps when he heard Salina calling him from behind.

"Fell!"

He stopped and looked back again.

Ha ha.

I don't know why, but every time she calls me, I can't help but turn around...

"Have you really thought it through? I won't ask you about the source of your information because I don't care about that, but you and I were classmates and went through the most difficult times together. Back then, we came to New York to work hard, and when we couldn't make it, we came to DC. No matter how poor we were, we stayed together. Later, you found a good job, and I got a job in a congressman's office. Our lives got better, but in the end, we broke up. Phil, you really are the man I love the most, no doubt about it. I admire your purity and persistence, but listen to my advice: let go of this matter immediately and don't touch it. As long as you promise me and hand over the information in your hands, you will be safe."

Fair hesitated, his lips moving slightly.

But in the end, he said nothing and just turned and left.

Just after leaving the cafe and crossing the street, Salina, who was still sitting in the cafe, picked up her mobile phone and dialed a number.

"He left the cafe. How are the preparations going on your end?"

"Everything is arranged, don't worry, ma'am."

"Ah That's good."

Salina put down the phone, her expression gradually cooled down, and soon all the expressions on her face disappeared, like a piece of hard marble.

Turning his head, he looked in the direction where Fair had left.

Maybe because he walked too far away, she could no longer see his back.

On the streets of DC, cars drove slowly by. Suddenly, a few yellow leaves fell from the trees on the roadside. They landed on the street and were picked up by the wind, dancing alone in the air, giving a rather solemn feeling.

(End of this chapter)