in my possession."

Ji Bingxiong's voice was calm.

Zhang Zihao smiled and said: "It's in your hands. Let's make an appointment to meet."

Ji Bingxiong asked: "You know the rules of the rivers and lakes. How much effort you put in, how much you get, fifty-fifty. Why do you do it now?"

Zhang Zihao's expression was frozen and he sneered: "I injured four brothers and killed two at noon. I set off fireworks in Yigu. I can't get the money and I can't explain to my brothers. I will definitely let you go."

"You should know that we can do anything."

Ji Bingxiong didn't give in: "You are in my hands, I don't need to play with you, but you can continue to fuck me if you have the guts!"

Zhang Zihao took a deep breath: "What do you want?

"He is not yet the arrogant and domineering thief king of the century. He has just debuted and is not confident enough yet.

But Ji Bingxiong laughed and smoked a cigarette: "It's okay to continue with 50-50, but you have to be responsible for collecting the ransom. If you want to make money, you have to work hard!"

Zhang Zihao thought for a moment and then agreed: "Okay!"

"I will fight for my brothers!"

History occasionally diverges, but ends in the same destination by different paths. The battle for fame among the billionaire kings of thieves is like fate and the will of God is unpredictable.

Zhang Zihao gained fame in Hong Kong and Macau by breaking into a wealthy family alone, tying a detonator to obtain a billion ransom, and established his reputation.

Now the situation has changed, but when it comes to collecting the ransom, he has to step into a wealthy family again to collect the ransom.

Lee's mansion.

The two major corporations, Cheung Kong and Hutchison Whampoa, together with sixteen main directors, senior executives, and the Li family's personal financial manager, were all invited to the villa with the assistance of the police.

Given the current crisis facing the Li family, most board members and decision-making executives do not want to have anything to do with the Li family. Many directors have already bought air tickets and planned to go abroad for a vacation, if the police had not come to pick them up.

, no one wants to visit the messy Li Mansion.

The police officers were working and guarding in the living room downstairs, and a group of directors gathered in the study room on the third floor, standing or standing, looking at the lonely Li Shaokai with pity, but their expressions were not completely embarrassed."

Ah Kai, the uncles all want to rescue the chairman as soon as possible, but the kidnappers have offered a price of 2 billion in cash, and the group currently cannot afford the huge 2 billion in cash."

Jiang Mingtao, CEO of Lshi, took a handkerchief and gently wiped his forehead."

Mr. Li, the accountants have finished accounting. Cheung Kong Group has 800 million in cash and Hutchison Whampoa Group has 500 million in cash. The total is 1.3 billion in cash."

The bell manager spoke up.

Li Shaokai's head was spinning wildly, and he was anxious and suggested: "Can you mortgage the company's assets, apply for a bank loan, and get two billion in cash as soon as possible?"

"Rescue father first."

1.3 billion in cash was enough to pay the bills in history, but in history there were only one table of people eating, and now there are three tables of guests for one table of food.

How come this dish is enough?

Hutchison Whampoa CEO "Richardson" pushed up his glasses and said loudly: "The mortgage of the company's assets requires the signature of the entire board of directors."

"Applying for a bank loan also takes time. Even if it is a special matter, it will take up to a week, and the amount will hardly exceed 700 million."

Cai Jinping is in charge of Hutchison Whampoa: The small class strategy is really easy to use, but it brings very low results in terms of performance, but it is difficult to get help when things are easy.

Ghost guys are all here to make money.

Who would be willing to pay to save him?

More than half of the eighteen board members outside the study are ghost guys. It would be easier to ask the ghost guys to pay to save the boss than to let the ghost guys die.

It's best if the boss is dead!

Directly short the entire Changshi and Hutchison Whampoa. When the time comes, the foreign: Xiao\ban will turn against customers and sit down and Hutchison Whampoa will take the top spot. Haha, the ghost guys will be very depressed.

The tycoons in the Hong Kong business community will laugh out loud.

Although Zhang Guobin also adopted the strategy of foreign small classes, the shareholders of each branch company were mainly club brothers and suppressed the foreign small classes. They were basically afraid of related problems. However, Ji Bingxiong seemed to grasp a life-saving straw and frantically grasped at it.

Holding the arm of President Hutchison Whampoa: "Uncle Li, the members of the board of directors are all here. Now, if you know how to retire, the board of directors will meet, and if the vote is passed, the ransom will be mortgaged. Uncle Jiang, Uncle Huang, Mr. Mary..." I walked up to a

A member of the board of directors met and begged: "They will refuse, but they will save your father, right?"

If the company wants to leave your father, at least save me first... The eighteen board members collectively fell into silence, and one by one they lowered their gazes, their eyes full of indifference.

Jing Chenrong looked at the senior board directors who once had a harmonious relationship and were close family friends. For the first time, they experienced the warmth of human kindness in the world. Outside her sight were all the faces with white skin, low nose bridges, and wearing suits and ties.

, I feel handsome, noble and elegant as before.

It's like a man-eating devil, waiting for a feast in silence, hoping to suck a mouthful of blood and drink a mouthful of soup in the long collapse.

If they are not of your race, their hearts must be different!

devil!

They are all devils!

How Cai Jinping relied on British capital to make his fortune, how he used foreigners to make money, how he would be eaten by foreigners, how he would be exploited by British porcelain, the traitor would be accepted by the Li tribe, and Yizhen would betray for the Li tribe.

That is exactly the same as having no cause and no effect, and bringing about self-destruction!

Historically, Cai Jinping has not escaped that fate. At present, that fate has come even earlier.

Ji Bingxiong was almost in despair. He held the financial manager's hand and said, "Manager Chen, my father's group shares and family funds cannot..."

"Yes."

The financial manager held my hand tightly and shook his head hurriedly: "These shares and funds are all in the name of his father and his brother."

"At present, his father and brother are still alive. Is there a death certificate from the hospital? Is there any way to hand it over to him through the inheritance?"

"His nominal share is 70 million Hong Kong dollars, and taking it out is just a drop in the bucket..." Ji Bingxiong slowly pulled his hand away from the financial manager's palm, knelt on the ground with all his strength, and murmured: "We must save your father.

…"

"We must save your father..." The eighteen members of the board of directors condescended to me and surrounded me. They were arrogant and looked down on me since they were young. The pity in their eyes had not disappeared, only the ambition was left.

Ji Bingxiong was oppressed by eighteen white shadows, kneeling in the middle, as if imprisoned in a cage of power, struggling in seven places, but with no way out."

boom!"

In the end, the young man hit his head on the ground, sacrificing his dignity, hoping to win some sympathy: "Please them, please your father... please, please "Bang!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

My head hit the ground, and there was a loud muffled sound. The police officers on the ground floor raised their heads and looked at the ceiling, feeling the helplessness of the wealthy family.

Li Shaokai stood at the entrance to the stairs on the seventh floor, looking at the scene outside the room with hatred in his eyes: "A white-skinned ghost guy, full of weak and thieves' thinking, he really doesn't show any kindness at all!"

If you use us as the lower level of the group, you will get everything except money!"

―If you really have no money, you will be able to hold on to everything!

Li Shaokai asked himself if a young person who had always known him would cry or kowtow in front of him, he would put in a little effort, give a little money, and help each other, even if it was a heartfelt gesture.

The Chinese people attach great importance to "a drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring of spring", and they also value "accumulating virtue and doing good deeds, and God will judge what you do, and good and evil will not be repaid." The Chinese nation is really the most vicious nation in the world.

Those white-skinned ghost guys are smart and capable, and they are almost another method of weak thieves. In addition to setting the rules of the game themselves, of course they know how to make money.

That is a plunder under the principle of cleverness!

When there is a way to provide us with benefits, we will simply pretend to be civilized, pick up weapons and join the thieves.

As the chief of police, Li Shaokai vaguely knew: "That group of foreigners, Xiaoban, haven't fired a single bullet, but they haven't joined the bandit in another way."

"Become a part of plundering the Li family with the gangsters!"

I hope that there is really no chance to rescue Boss Li, and see if Boss Li can be enlightened, and if so, how much the two brothers of the Li family will definitely grow.

at the same time.

Mong Kok, Spineless Restaurant.

Zhang Guobin was wearing a suit and tie. He shook hands with the guests one by one and said with a smile: "Boss Li, I'm here, please take a seat!"

Li Zhaoji nodded heavily and said with a smile, "Good evening, Mr. Zhang."

I just sat on it.

Guo Desheng leaned on his cane and stepped down the stairs.

Da da da.

Zhang Guobin came closer to help him and said hello in a respectful tone: "Boss Guo, we haven't seen you for a long time. How are you doing?"

Guo Desheng's face was rosy and he was full of energy and said: "If there is no business, the body will still be wrong."

Jing Chentong and Zhang Zihao stepped off the restaurant one after the other.

Zheng Yutong came downstairs and greeted you proactively: "Director Zhang, Mr. Li doesn't have a snack to eat, so he can fool you with a few abalones, right?"

Zhang Guobin patted me on the shoulder: "Even abalone must be fresh, right?"

This kind of abalone is in the hotel.

It's in a restaurant!
To be continued...