The office of the president of Honghai Group also has a conference room separated by a glass wall. The conference room is not large, more than 30 square meters. Nalan Baichuan summoned many close friends for an emergency meeting.
"President, if you continue to act, you will be subject to chaos." The man in a suit and glasses who spoke was the administrative director of the headquarters who was single-handedly supported by Nalan Baichuan. Naturally, he did not want Nalan Hai to return.
"President, I know you miss your family ties and have a lot of intolerance, embarrassment, and hesitation, but you must put aside your family ties at this time, otherwise can you imagine where you will end up?" Assistant to the president Zhang Zhao added fuel to the flames, worried about Nalan Baichuan
His indecision ruined the current good situation.
You and I echo each other's words.
Nalan Baichuan's face became more solemn, smoking a cigar and pacing back and forth. He knew what his confidants meant, and he killed him to avoid future troubles. But after all, they were brothers. He made trouble. To put it bluntly... lacked
The courage to seek wealth and murder.
"Dad, why are you hesitating? If my second uncle comes back, our father and son's efforts over the past year will be in vain. Moreover, Honghai Group will be passed to a woman in the future, and eventually the surname will no longer be Nalan." Nalan Baichuan's son Nalan
Lan Jie shouted impatiently,
He is more selfish than his father. He wants to become the next head of Honghai Group and inherit tens of billions of properties. He doesn’t want to think about who owns Honghai with a market value of hundreds of billions and tens of billions of properties. Their family has lived well for many years and who is benefiting from it?
Greedy, selfish and shameless.
Nalan Baichuan squinted his eyes and took a long puff of cigar. If he had always been an idle rich man, he would not covet his younger brother's wealth. However, today he could not look back, nor was he willing to look back. He looked around at his son and confidants and said resolutely.
: "Just follow your plan."
The six people present breathed a sigh of relief. They all felt that Nalan Baichuan's decision was wise, wise and reasonable. It seemed that in the face of huge interests, family ties should be vulnerable.
The six of them went to work separately.
In the huge CEO office area where a small conference room, lounge, and entertainment room were integrated, only Nalan Baichuan was left alone, pacing anxiously, worrying about gains and losses.
Desire to succeed.
I am also worried that if I am not careful, I will lose everything.
After all, Nalan Baichuan lacked the heroic temperament to kill decisively. The fight between the brothers had not officially begun, and he himself caused chaos first.
Then he sank into anxiety and suffering, waiting for the good news once and for all.
Hong Kong is particularly bright at night. A small abandoned pier near the sea, far away from the brightly lit city center, is particularly quiet, so quiet that the faint of heart shudders.
Two cars slowly drove into the open space of the small dock. The doors opened and the people got out. Among them were Huang Zhize and Huang Zhizhong, the latter being Huang Yuming's youngest son.
The two brothers had Lao Dai on their left and right, seemingly holding him hostage, but in fact their words and demeanor were extremely respectful. Lao Dai had already brought them 100 million Hong Kong dollars in wealth. If they sent him away safely tonight, they could still get the remaining 100 million Hong Kong dollars in reward.
Two hundred million Hong Kong dollars.
One hundred and seventy million yuan.
In anyone's hands, it is a huge wealth that cannot be ignored.
"Brother, I always feel something is wrong. Picking up people in a place like this at night is not like picking up the chairman, it's like handing over a secret prisoner." Huang Zhizhong muttered.
"Don't talk too much, just wait patiently." Huang Zhize warned his younger brother in a low voice, fearing that his careless younger brother would make mistakes if he talked too much, leaking the amount of remuneration, and stimulating the covetousness of the other six people accompanying him.
Although these six people are his sailors and have performed relatively reliably in dealing with the human smuggler group for many years, they are deeply entrenched and cannot be guarded against.
Lao Dai did not speak, staring into the distance with an expressionless face, wondering whether he could recognize the relatives who were coming, which relatives would pick him up, and what to say when they met.
The old man who has lost his memory is very excited. Yesterday, the owner of Hutchison Tea Restaurant took him to St. Mary's Hospital for a brain examination. The doctor concluded that the previous impact on the head caused a congestion and mass to compress the memory area of the brain, causing amnesia.
Craniotomy surgery has a 50% chance of recovery.
The boss, Huang Yuming, said that he was so rich that it would not be a problem for the world's top experts to perform this surgery, and he would be able to return to normal in a short time.
Lao Dai is excited about this.
Amnesia brought him too much pain.
The nine people waited silently. Huang Zhize looked at his watch. The hour hand pointed to the appointed time, which was ten o'clock in the evening. At this time, he heard the sound of a speedboat motor coming from the sea.
The sound of the motor moves from far to near.
Everyone looked up and saw three speedboats riding the wind and waves out of the night, approaching the dimly lit dock. Due to the dim light, the situation on the speedboats could not be clearly seen.
Huang Zhizhong looked happy and said: "Brother, here we come."
Huang Zhize frowned and stared at the speedboat that was gradually approaching. It wasn't until the speedboat docked at the pier that he could barely see clearly the three speedboats with more than ten people on board.
The speedboat motor stalled, and thirteen people landed ashore and approached the Huang brothers. The leading man looked around the audience coldly and asked casually, "Who is Huang Zhize..."
"I am..." Huang Zhize stood up bravely, sensing that something was wrong in the atmosphere. Now that the matter was over, he couldn't think too much about it. He could only pray that the final handover would be completed smoothly.
"Where are the people?" the cold man in the lead asked Huang Zhize.
Huang Zhize was stunned and pointed at Lao Dai beside him, wondering why the leader didn't know Nalan Hai. Didn't anyone from the Nalan family come? Who are these people?
The cold man took two steps forward, examined Lao Dai carefully under the dim light, and then took out a photo. Yes, it was almost the same. It should be the same person.
"Very good..." The cold man put away the photo, smiled, and took two puffs of the cigarette butt held between his fingers. His smile suddenly turned ferocious, and he said quietly: "Then I will send you on your way."
Huang Zhize was in a daze and didn't realize what it meant.
The cold man quickly took out the Glock pistol equipped with a silencer, pulled the trigger without blinking, and shot the hot bullet into the center of Huang Zhize's eyebrows, shattering the back of Huang Zhize's head, and shooting out a bloody arrow.
Several people behind Huang Zhize were contaminated by the thick, warm and fishy liquid, and they were all stunned. The thirteen people who came ashore took the opportunity to strangle them.
Most of the nine people fell down in an instant.
The two Huang brothers were both killed, and Lao Dai was really stunned. He could not have imagined that such a bloody scene would happen. The cold-blooded man who killed Huang Zhize turned his gun and aimed at Lao Dai. At this moment, two strong lights came out, and the killers subconsciously covered their eyes.
"Get in the car, old boy!"
A modified Wrangler equipped with xenon headlights rushed over and knocked away the killers surrounding Lao Dai. Loss of memory does not mean losing the human nature of self-protection. Lao Dai opened the car door as quickly as possible and climbed in. Before he could sit still, the Wrangler suddenly reversed the car.
, backed away dozens of meters, shook his head, and sped away.
The slow-moving killers chased and fired, but their legs couldn't outrun the wheels. They watched helplessly as the Wrangler escaped and merged into the thick night.
