It took Zhang Ziwen a good while to compose himself and deal with Liu Zhan in front of him. Thus, he strode forward, placing a hand on Liu Zhan's shoulder, and spoke mysteriously, "Mr. Liu, the goods I ordered this time were obtained through various connections in Russia. The buyers in the Middle East and Africa have already transferred the prepayment to my account. I can't reveal which countries want my goods right now, but you'll know in time. As for what I've ordered in Russia, I can tell you..." Zhang Ziwen glanced around with feigned caution, suspending Liu Zhan's anticipation then continued, "...just remember, no matter whether you cooperate with me or not, you must not leak a word about what is happening today. Otherwise, I'll be ruined and you won't be far behind. If things go wrong, neither the Russian KGB nor the Israeli MSD will let us off the hook. Don't blame me for not warning you when disaster strikes..."