Chapter 2768 Are you actually interested in eating?
Listening to the butler's words, Song Beixi couldn't help but cursed Song Beiye as a fool in his heart.
The only chance he had to speak could not provide any useful information to the Song family, so he was asked to save him...
Stupid, extremely stupid.
Seeing Song Beixi's gloomy face, the housekeeper asked in a low voice: "Young Master, what should we do now?"
"What else can we do? We must save people!" Mr. Song firmly stood his ground before Song Beixi could say anything.
Although he hated Song Beiye very much, he was his grandson after all, and he could not be so cold-blooded.
"We must save people." Song Beixi said, 30 million is a very simple thing for the Song family.
However, the Song family's liquidity should not be that much.
Song Beixi looked at the old man and said, "Now I only have 10,000 to 10,000 yuan in working capital with the company."
If he can collect 30 million, he will need time. One day is not enough, and the other party also needs 10 million in cash.
No matter who it is, in this modern society with advanced electronic payments, how can it be possible to have so much cash?
They can go to the bank to get it, but ordinary banks don't have that much cash, and they need to make an appointment in advance.
Even if you make an appointment in advance, the bank may not be able to prepare it quickly.
Even if they are lucky and the bank is ready and the money is withdrawn, this behavior will undoubtedly alarm some organizations.
The police are still looking for Song Beiye.
Their behavior was abnormal. Maybe the police would suspect that they were trying to help Song Beiye escape after learning about it.
If the police are alerted then, the matter will be difficult to handle.
The Song family never called the police because they did not want Song Beiye to be controlled by the police after rescuing him, so they have been handling it themselves.
"I have the rest." Mr. Song said. The account in his name is not short of this amount of money.
"But if you really take out 10 million in cash from the bank, the police will definitely be alerted." Song Beixi reminded Mr. Song that he did not want to see Song Beiye fall into the hands of the police in the first place, resulting in never having a chance to stand up.
, I didn’t call the police.
Mr. Song fell into silence.
Taking out 10 million in cash from the bank at once will definitely alert the police.
"I have about one million cash on hand now." Mr. Song said. Although the Song family's security system is good, there are also many nannies.
Keeping so much money at home can easily tempt others to commit crimes.
So Mr. Song only has one million in cash in the safe for emergencies.
"Far from enough." Song Beixi discovered that now it was not the issue of the 30 million, but the issue of the 10 million in cash raised by the other party.
Mr. Song frowned. He was torn between alerting the police and waiting for the kidnappers to discuss with them when they called next time whether the entire 30 million could be paid by transfer.
Anyway, it was just money, so the other party shouldn't embarrass Song Beiye too much.
But what if...
What if the other party disagrees with this transaction method and even uses it to torment Song Beiye?
Mr. Song thought about how the kidnappers had turned off the voice changer to let Song Beiye speak. His voice was very weak, as if he would die if he tried any more.
He didn't know what to do for a while.
"I'll ask someone else tomorrow." Song Beixi thought about it, but still didn't plan to alert the police.
Ten million, he alone doesn't have that much cash, and neither does anyone else.
People nowadays basically get so much money by check or direct transfer.
But a person with millions of working capital still has liquidity, and he can still find someone to help him.
After Song Beixi finished speaking, he took Li Ni's hand and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Mr. Song asked in a stiff voice.
"I'll go back and find a way." Song Beixi said. His way was undoubtedly to contact Mu Shaoling and Yan Jiwen.
It is estimated that the two of them, plus the cash in their own hands and the cash in Mr. Song's hands, are enough for 10 million.
"The kidnapper will call at any time. That woman can leave, but you have to stay." Mr. Song said, still showing his undisguised disgust at Li Ni's tone.
Although, Song Beixi was helping Song Beiye.
"It's just a call to record. If it doesn't work, let him come to talk to me. I have to go back. If I stay here, I can't calm down and find someone for help." Song Beixi said, looking thoughtfully towards the second floor.
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The Song family's old house is very soundproofed.
But Jiang Ni's cries of ghosts and wolf howls were even heard clearly by people sitting on the first floor.
Not to mention how loud it would be if I went back to the bedroom on the second floor to rest.
Fortunately, there is a certain distance between the old house and other villas. At least Jiang Ni's voice will not reach other people's homes, otherwise the Song family's old house will be reported as a nuisance to the residents.
Jiang Ni's voice came downstairs again, constantly.
Mr. Song has a sullen face. This Jiang Ni is really going to hold him back. He doesn't even have a reason to keep Song Beixi here.
After Song Beixi finished speaking, he led Li Ni away.
Mr. Song sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, motionless.
The butler had no choice but to persuade patiently: "Old man, the Second Young Master's matters are more important at the moment. Please bear with me. The Young Master is leaving to help the Second Young Master."
Mr. Song gave a cold expression and said nothing.
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The other side.
Marcos and Tovsky returned to the hotel in the car arranged by Mu Shaoling.
Taking the elevator back to the floor where the suite was located, the two of them just turned the corner and saw Ethan standing in front of their guest room door with an impatient look on his face.
Now he was approaching this wall of Marcos' suite, and now he was approaching the other wall of Tovsky's suite.
It wasn't until he heard footsteps that he looked up and saw Marcos and Tovsky. He rushed forward and asked Marcos, "Where have you been?"
"Eat." Marcos said, still smiling.
Ethan said with a look of disbelief on his face: "Mr. Munster is still in prison. As a nephew, you actually want to eat?"
Marcos couldn't help but frowned when he heard his morally kidnapping tone.
Munster is a man of his own fault and will not survive.
If you stay in prison for the rest of your life, you won't be able to blame anyone.
Besides, if Munster stays in prison for the rest of his life, as a nephew, he will have to do those superficial things for the rest of his life?
What Ethan said was extremely ridiculous.
Marcos slowly explained: "I had a meeting with Mr. Mu, and he was very enthusiastic. After the meeting, he gave me a break. Is there a problem with that?"
"Of course, Mr. Munster is still in prison!" Ethan reminded him. At this time, shouldn't Marcos be neglecting food and work for Munster?
"Manle and T Group are partners. When faced with an invitation from a partner, as the president of the company, I cannot refuse." Marcos said, swiping the room card and pushing open the door.
Seeing this, Katokif also swiped his card, opened the door and walked in.
