After taking the time to meet Boer, Yang Yi was still very satisfied with Boer's attitude.

Boer was very careful in Frankfurt, and he now recognized his identity. Although he could not call Yang Yi the boss or the boss like others, Boer at least no longer regards himself as the boss.

Moreover, Boer is really good at managing money and has a good attitude towards money. Yang Yi is really excited about whether to hand over money to Boer.

Think about it, if you give Boer 100 million, Boer would be sure to earn at least 20 million a year. This temptation is too great.

But Yang Yi still has to wait a little longer, leaning back on financial management. His main purpose in Frankfurt was to be an intelligence analyst.

However, when he arrived in Frankfurt, he didn't go to find Hans, but Boer. The only reason was that Yang Yi and the others arrived on Sunday. Hans didn't go to work and Anton didn't know where Hans' home was.

But today is Monday, the stock exchange is open, and investment banks are working normally.

The intelligence analyst needed by the Water Organization is still a stock analyst.

If you can call him a teacher, you must have achieved something. Hans has his own office, and if outsiders want to see him, you have to make an appointment.

"Are you sure Hans Schneider hasn't changed his name?"

"Not sure, but I think he shouldn't change his name."

"So are you sure he works in this bank?"

"It was confirmed five years ago, but now it's not sure, but you can tell if you just ask."

Yang Yi exhaled, and then he said in a deep voice: "Okay, I'll go and ask!"

Investment banks are different from ordinary commercial banks. There are no bank counters here, only an office hall and independent offices.

Yang Yi walked to the front desk and smiled at a female receptionist in her twenties and said, "Hello, I want to find Mr. Hans Schneider."

Yang Yi spoke English, and the receptionist was also fluent in English.

"Hello, do you have an appointment?"

Yang Yi shook his head, and then he smiled and said, "I didn't make an appointment, but can you call Mr. Schneider? He must be happy to see me."

The receptionist at the front desk smiled professionally and said, "Sorry, if you have Mr. Schneider's phone number, you can contact him yourself. If you don't have a phone number, I cannot contact Mr. Schneider for you because Mr. Schneider does not handle private business."

Yang Yi did not give up. He smiled confidently and charmingly: "Please, please do a favor, please believe me. Mr. Schneider will definitely be happy with my visit. Just help me make a call?"

"Sorry, I can't, do you have anything else?"

The receptionist’s meaning is very obvious. If you have nothing else to say, please go away. So, Yang Yi’s confident and charming smile and his handsome face are useless.

Just then, Anton walked to the front of the stage, knocked on the table, and said in German: "Hello."

Yang Yi felt that Anton's smile was normal. His face was not very handsome and he was dressed up. To be honest, it was just that. But what do you know why the receptionist's smile at Anton was not so professional.

Anton was obviously treated only by a woman who saw a handsome guy.

But the conscience of heaven and earth, is Anton obviously not handsome?

Yang Yi was not jealous of Anton, he just felt unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

So the female receptionist must be blind, that's all.

Anton and the female receptionist had a great time chatting. The two of them were talking in German, and even another female receptionist in their thirties at the front desk couldn't help but join the chat.

Five minutes after Anton spoke, the older female receptionist suddenly smiled a few times, and then she picked up the phone, and her actions made the younger hospitality on the side feel a little unhappy, just the kind of displeasure that someone was taking the lead in doing what she wanted to do.

Anyway, although these two women have problems with their taste and are likely to be blind, at least Anton got things done, and Yang Yi's dissatisfaction immediately turned into an appreciation of Anton. This old guy could use it to use a handsome man trick, which was an unexpected discovery.

Soon, the older female receptionist gave Anton the phone call. After Anton took the phone, he said something in German and immediately gave the phone call to the female receptionist again.

Then, Yang Yi and Anton left the front desk and went to Hans' office.

After leaving the front desk, Yang Yi finally said: "What did you say to them?"

Anton smiled and said, "I didn't say anything."

Yang Yi looked at An Dong with a squinted eyes and said, "Brother, are you very proud?"

Anton shrugged, "I just said that I was an old friend with Hans, but I was only an old friend from many years ago. Then I didn't mention Hans, and instead talked to the woman about her makeup, mainly for praise."

"That's it? Are you talking about makeup with a woman who is working?"

"Yes."

"This is OK?"

"Is there any problem?"

"I just felt surprised. Then what did you say to Hans and asked him to agree to meet you?"

"I said it was his colleague at No. 7 Normann Street, Berlin, and wanted to meet him."

“Where is that place?”

“Stasi headquarters.”

"oh……"

Yang Yi said suddenly, "So that's the case, but I'm quite surprised now. Hans Schneider, as a member of Stasi, did not change his name."

Yang Yi and the others entered the elevator and came to the high-rise office. They stopped in front of Hans Schneider's door. After knocking on the door twice, someone inside shouted: "Please come in."

Yang Yi pushed the door and entered, and Anton followed closely behind.

The office is not very big, but it is well arranged. A middle-aged man with a beard and a very beautiful beard is sitting behind the desk.

The middle-aged man stood up and walked to the desk. He stared at Yang Yi and Anton, and soon locked his eyes on Anton. The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I don't know you."

Anton stepped forward, stretched out his hand, and smiled and said, "Hello."

Hans shook hands with Anton, and then he said in a deep voice: "What's the point?"

Anton smiled and said, "I am the KGB."

Hans sighed softly and said, "The KGB is actually the KGB. I thought it was the Federal Constitutional Protection Agency who came to me."

Anton smiled and said, "I am the KGB of the Soviet Union, not the KGB of Russia, which means that I am the same as you in a way."

Hans raised his eyebrows lightly, then he nodded and smiled, "So what should I call you? Comrade?"

Anton made a very emotional expression and said, "Comrade, I haven't heard this title for a long time. If you want, you can call me comrade. If you are just joking or ridiculing me, then forget it."
Chapter completed!