Lame Seven picked up his collar: "Are you a beggar? He can take as many as he says, and he is in our hands now!"
Lin Xiangyuan calmly pushed away Lame Qi's hand: "The night is long and there are many dreams. If we delay it, something will happen sooner or later." What he did not say was that Pei Xiao's condition should not be delayed any longer.
Over there, Xi Xiangdong asked calmly: "Trading time and place."
"You bring the cash to Macau in person, and we will contact you again after you get off the ship."
"It's a deal."
Only Xi Xiangdong and Lin Xiangyuan understand the meaning of this sentence "a word is settled".
Lame Seven stared at him dissatisfied: "The thirty million less will be deducted from your share."
Lin Xiangyuan looked indifferent: "I don't want them all."
Lame Seven couldn't believe it: "Are you crazy?"
"I just want to leave Macau alive."
What happened at this point was somewhat beyond everyone's expectation. Lin Xiangyuan knew the current situation very well. Once he was caught, he would be shot. No matter how much money he was given, there would be no use spending his life.
In this kidnapping case, Lame Seven originally just wanted to capture Pei Xiao and make a film to repay the kindness of his benefactor. Lin Xiangyuan joined in to plan the kidnapping in order to pay off his gambling debts, and Lame Seven just happened to make another fortune.
.
But no one expected that the incident escalated again and again. At first, it was just forcing a girl into prostitution, and later it turned into kidnapping. From the moment Pei Xiao raised the knife and stabbed himself in the abdomen, the case could be upgraded to murder at any time!
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Xi Xiangdong once again counted the money sent by his assistant.
In just one day, Mainland China's Universal Entertainment Company has turned upside down, and major headlines have reported the plummeting stock price. Xi Xiangdong must secretly transfer the cash to Hong Kong before the news reacts, otherwise it will definitely attract the attention of the customs and more
trouble.
Fifty million in cash is already an astronomical figure.
The new assistant followed Xi Xiangdong not long ago. Secretary Lin had always been responsible for handling cash, but suddenly Secretary Lin disappeared. When he arrived, he only found the injured back of Xi Xiangdong's hand and his dejected look.
face.
He stood aside obediently, waiting for Xiang Xiangdong to count the amount, and then asked a few words: "Mr. Xi, why do you want so much money all of a sudden?"
Xi Xiangdong picked up two safes. When he passed by, a cold light glanced at him, and the assistant immediately fell silent.
He did not drive directly to the dock, but went to the Xi family's villa in Taipingshan.
During this period, Xi Wanlai had been recovering from illness and had not shown up in public, but Jiang Xiaoou was by his side.
Everyone knows that recuperation is just an excuse. At such a young age, why do you want to do nothing so early?
"The eldest...the eldest young master..." Before the butler, Uncle Huang, could react, he saw Xi Xiangdong swirling in like a gust of wind, "Wait a moment, I will inform you..."
"When do I need to report when I return to my own home?"
The door was kicked open, and Xi Xiangdong, a man in a black shirt and suit, stood at the door. Jiang Xiaoou's hand that was peeling an apple trembled, and a thin drop of blood leaked out.
Xi Wanlai lay down on the recliner and glanced sideways at him.
"Follow me." He ignored it, stepped forward, picked up Jiang Xiaoou's still bleeding hand, and pulled it out.
Almost at the same time, Xi Wanlai grabbed her other hand: "Brother, do you want to take this person away from me like this?"
Xi Wanlai stood up to stop him, an unwillingness of stubbornness gathering in his eyes.
Xi Xiangdong gave him a cold look and suddenly said, "Keke's life is at stake. If you want to watch her die, just continue."