After Li Guosheng saw him, he quickly waved to him: "Mr. Fu, here."
Fu Yuanxi looked back at Shitou, who immediately understood and walked to the bar of the coffee shop.
"It was you who called me just now. Do you look familiar?" He walked up to the other party and did not sit down in a hurry, but just looked at him condescendingly.
Li Guosheng did not get up, but nodded slightly: "It's me. We had a relationship once in Europe. I am the director of the Murong Family Ping An Hospital."
Fu Yuanxi showed an expression of sudden realization: "Oh, so it's Dean Li?" Then he sat down in front of Li Guosheng.
"Mr. Fu has a good memory. My name is Li Guosheng." Li Guosheng introduced himself.
Fu Yuanxi looked him up and down: "Dean Li, you just said you were the enemy of the Murong family? I don't understand this. Ping An Hospital is the Murong family's largest and best-selling hospital in Europe.
And I heard that you and Murong Lengnan are college classmates and close friends. The two of you have a very good relationship. You often go to Murong's house. I haven't heard of any hatred between you and the Murong family!"
Li Guosheng looked at him and snorted coldly: "The hatred between me and their family can't be explained in a few words. It doesn't have much to do with Mr. Fu. I just want a word from Mr. Fu. Do you want or don't you want the three sons of the Murong family?"
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"Are they really in your hands?" Fu Yuanxi stared at him and asked.
At this time, the cunning Li Guosheng suddenly discovered that the other customers in the coffee shop had left within a few minutes. His eyes dimmed and the corners of his mouth curled up: "No, they are not in my hands now, but if Fu
I always want it. As long as the price you offer satisfies me, I will personally deliver the three children to you within a week!"
Fu Yuanxi leaned back on the chair and naturally crossed her legs: "Oh, tell me, how much do you want for these three children?"
Hearing that the other party sounded so confident, if his guess was correct, Momo's three sons might really be in his hands.
"How much is Mr. Fu willing to pay?" Li Guosheng asked tentatively.
Fu Yuanxi laughed: "I want to pay three hundred, will you give it to me?"
Li Guosheng did not expect that he would answer like this. He was stunned and then told his price: "Three hundred million! If Mr. Fu agrees, we will hand over the person and pay the money in one week!"
Fu Yuanxi put her legs down and leaned forward: "Li Guosheng, Dean Li, you are also a learned person after all. Do you know how much 300 million yuan in cash is when you put it together? Hand it to someone with one hand, and give it to someone with the other.
Paying the money, you said it is easy, don't you understand that this is difficult for me?"
Li Guosheng laughed: "So, Mr. Fu has no objection to three hundred million! You don't need cash, you can also transfer money! You can transfer it to me ten times or eight times. As long as you get the money, you can use any method."
OK!"
"But, have you ever thought that they are not my sons, why should I give you so much money? If you want money, you should go to Murong Ling. I did say during the live video that I deeply love
Lu Zimo, however, is not great enough to pay so much money to redeem Murong Ling's son!" His words suddenly changed.
The smile on Li Guosheng's face solidified: "Mr. Fu, what do you mean by this?"
Fu Yuanxi leaned back on the chair again: "It's not interesting? I just think your behavior of coming to me is too strange. I know you have already investigated it. When we were in Europe, I was indeed the one who led people to rob him.
Murong Ling’s two daughters.
You should understand that if I wanted his son at that time, I could snatch it away together. There is no need for you to threaten me here."
After hearing what he said, Li Guosheng was not angry. Instead, he stared at him and asked again: "Mr. Fu, are you sure you don't want these three children?"
