"I'm fairly adept in this area."
Duan Chen exhaled softly.
Wisdom flickered in his eyes.
"Fortunately, I never abandoned this aspect of my identity. Leave it to me. Someone will deliver our fake identities before tonight."
"That's amazing!"
Yuan Qingqing couldn't help but praise him.
What else could Duan Chen do?
He had to handle this matter properly.
Just as he had said, he had some connections in this regard and channels to get things done.
Duan Chen didn't hesitate for long. He calmly took out his phone, transferred the numbers from his old phone to the new one he had just received, and then dialed a number.
In a somewhat secluded factory.
From the outside, this secluded factory looked like a derelict industrial building, even resembling one that had been rebuilt after being demolished in the 1970s.
Although it looked exceptionally crude from the outside, it was a different story on the inside.
The interior was elaborately decorated.
It was a maze of twisting corridors and winding paths.
Various wires snaked across the floor, connecting numerous large machines. In the rear half of the factory, a separate rest area and leisure zone had been set up. At the very center stood a supercomputer.
Of course, this supercomputer had been pieced together by hand.
But even so, it was incredibly powerful.
Surrounding this supercomputer were many other computers.
Each of these computers had its owner, and their screens were set to a large size with the brightness adjusted just right.
In front of one of these computers sat a man wrapped in a quilt. He looked disheveled, with a stubbly beard and hair so oily it could be used for cooking. He leaned back in his chair, drowsy, his head tilted back as he slept, staring at the factory ceiling.
The factory had been quiet.
Only the hum of the computers could be heard.
Suddenly, a sound broke the silence.
"You are my little, little apple, how can I not love you enough..."
"Holy crap!"
Wang Ming flipped over and fell off the comfortable chair he had been sleeping in.
He clutched his chest, his heart pounding from the shock.
He also covered his ears.
Because curses were erupting from beside him.
"Who the hell sleeps without silencing their phone?"
"Is it too much to ask to put it on silent?"
"Wang Ming, it's you again! Can't you ever learn? How many times have we been woken up by your ringtone? We told you to get a smartphone, but you're still using that ancient brick that's like a loudspeaker!"
Wang Ming sheepishly apologized repeatedly.
"I know, I know, I was wrong. Brothers, I'll go take the call. You guys go back to sleep, don't mind me."
He smiled on the outside, but his mind was already cursing.
As he looked at his phone, he silently vowed to get revenge on whoever was calling him if he found out.
"Hello, who is it?"
Wang Ming's tone was laced with impatience.
A somewhat cold male voice came from the other end of the line.
"Wang Ming?"
Although it sounded like a question, it was delivered with the certainty of a statement.
Wang Ming was still annoyed.
"Who are you?"
He wasn't afraid of his identity being exposed, as Wang Ming was a false name.
Nor was he afraid of being tracked through his phone. If that were possible, he wouldn't have been able to process so many documents for so many years without any risk.
"You don't need to worry about who I am."
"You just need to know that I was introduced by your elder brother."
The man on the other end said these two sentences.
Wang Ming couldn't help but become agitated.
"My elder brother? What elder brother do I have... Wait, which elder brother are you talking about?"
Wang Ming, who had been freely spewing his venom, suddenly had a figure flash in his mind. He quickly cut himself off and asked cautiously.
The man on the other end gave a cold laugh.
"You should only have one elder brother."
"Duan Chen."
As these two words left the man's mouth, Wang Ming felt a sense of finality. His attitude involuntarily became respectful.
"Who are you to my elder brother?"
"You don't need to concern yourself with who I am to your elder brother. You just need to know that I need some identification documents. I know you can handle it, and I'll pay you the market price."
The other party was clearly very familiar with him.
Wang Ming had this thought. Combined with the mention of his elder brother, he dared not delay. After a moment of hesitation, considering his current free time...
Although he still felt a little reluctant, Wang Ming nodded out of trust for his elder brother.
After all, he knew very well that his number was extremely difficult to trace. Unless special means were used, it would be impossible to contact him.
Furthermore, if he hadn't earned his elder brother's trust, his phone number would never have been exposed.
"Can I trade with you in three days?"
He asked this question.
Duan Chen frowned on the other end. Three days was still too long. He glanced at his teammates, hesitated, and thought about his mission. He directly refused.
It wasn't that he wasn't considerate of his subordinate.
But he knew very well that if Wang Ming was willing, he could produce all the fake documents in just one day.
So he said directly:
"Three days is too long. I'll give you one day. Of course, I'll double the payment, so you don't have to worry."
Wang Ming was initially somewhat displeased.
In his opinion, even if the person was introduced by his elder brother, they shouldn't be so unreasonable.
He had been on the verge of losing his temper.
Because in this world, the person he admired most was his elder brother, and then there was no one else who could impress him.
But when he heard that the other party was willing to pay more...
"I agree!"
He immediately accepted.
There's nothing that can't be solved with more money. If there is, it's just not enough money.
Wang Ming felt a surge of excitement.
In their line of work, making counterfeit documents was a quick way to get rich.
The fact that the other party was willing to double the price meant what?
It meant he was about to get rich!