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Chapter 270 Twenty-eight Million Hong Kong Dollars

Lin Tianxiang immediately started cursing and got out of the car angrily ready to argue with the van.

"Damn, you poor bastards"

"Do you know what Pingzhi is?"

"If it's damaged, can you afford to pay for it?"

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Before he could finish his words, three or four middle-aged men with ferocious looks and bandit-like faces came out of the van and rushed towards Young Master Lin without saying a word.

Seeing this, Lin Tianxiang felt something was wrong and quickly turned around and ran to the car.

In a panic, before he could even open the car door, he was hit by a club from behind and knocked unconscious.

Several people quickly threw Lin Tianxiang into the van, and another person drove Lin Tianxiang's car forward. The two cars drove away quickly one after the other.

These people acted quickly and efficiently. From the time they crashed the car to the time they abducted the people and the car, it took no more than three minutes, and no traces were left at the scene.

Perhaps some passing drivers saw this scene, but with the attitude of "less trouble is worse than more trouble", most people pretended not to see it.

In a luxurious villa at the foot of Taiping Mountain, at seven o'clock in the morning, Lin Maoqiang, president of Global Shipping, was watching the morning news while eating a rich and nutritious breakfast prepared by his Filipino maid.

Until the news came to an end, at 7:30, the son who was supposed to be sitting next to him had not shown up.

Lin Maoqiang frowned. When his eldest son came back two years ago, he pretended to be very good.

After two years of training and gradually getting the hang of the company's affairs, I reverted to my old habits and began to make a comeback. During this period, I often stayed out and played until late at night before going home.

I had no energy at work the next day!
"Sero, go call the young master and tell him that the company has a board meeting this morning and he cannot be absent."

"Yes, sir!"

The dark-skinned maid responded and went to Lin Tianxiang's room on the second floor.

After a while, the maid came down and stood beside Lin Maoqiang and said respectfully: "Master, the quilt in the young master's room is tidy and there is no sign of anyone having slept in it!"

Lin Maoqiang was immediately annoyed. This was the third day this month that his son had not returned home at night. No one knows his son better than his father. Lin Maoqiang certainly knew why his son had not returned home all night.

He must have found a beautiful girl and had so much fun in the hotel that he forgot to go home.

Lin Maoqiang picked up the phone and dialed it in anger. After a while, no one answered. Lin Maoqiang slammed the phone heavily on the table in displeasure, and made up his mind to teach his son a profound lesson this time.

He angrily pulled off the napkin tucked in his collar, wiped the corners of his mouth, slammed it hard on the table, and went to work angrily.

After a whole day's work, when he got off work in the evening, his son had not shown up yet, and Lin Maoqiang became a little anxious.

Although Lin Tianxiang loves to play, he has never been late for work, let alone not coming to work for a day. Moreover, his secretary has been calling all day, but none of the calls have been answered.

This made Lin Maoqiang a little worried whether something happened to his son.
He ordered his bodyguards to look for his son in several nightclubs and bars that his son often visited, and he returned home with a heavy heart.

Prepare to call the police if there is no news until 9pm.
At around eight o'clock, Lin Maoqiang's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. Lin Maoqiang thought it was some small suppliers who were trying to curry favor with him. He didn't have the energy to pay attention to these people and hung up immediately in annoyance.

After a while, he called again, and I saw that the other party kept calling me persistently.

Lin Maoqiang answered the phone and was ready to scold the other party!
Who knew that before he could say anything, the other party cursed angrily: "Damn, you want to die, old man. Why do you always hang up on me? Do you still want your son's life?"

Lin Maoqiang was shocked. The thing he was most worried about finally happened. He asked anxiously, "Who are you?"

"What do you want to do?"

"How is my son?"

Ruan Xingwu sensed the panic of the person opposite him, and a sense of dominance over the fate of others arose spontaneously. He said condescendingly: "Boss Lin, listen carefully!"

"Your son is in my hands now. Whether he lives or dies depends on your attitude."

"I want to make sure my son is safe?"

"no problem"

"Master Lin, come and feel the greetings from your father!"

Lin Maoqiang only heard his son's voice coming over and shouted for help: "Daddy, it's me!"

"Hurry up and save me?"

"Tianxiang, are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

"Daddy, I'm fine. I'm safe for now. Please save me and bring me back. I'm so scared."

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Ruan Xingwu answered the phone: "How is it, Boss Lin, you heard it, Young Master Lin, you are safe here with us." "Don't worry, he is a treasure, we won't hurt him."

Lin Maoqiang, who had experienced a lot of things in the world, quickly calmed down and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want?"

"Hahaha"

"Boss Lin, rest assured, if you agree to our conditions, your son will return safely. But if you dare to call the police or play tricks, you may never see your son again in this life."

"How much do you want?"

Ruan Xingwu secretly praised: "Good, you are indeed worthy of being Boss Lin, straightforward!"

"Brothers, we don't ask for much. Prepare 50 million Hong Kong dollars within three days. As long as we get the money, we will send Young Master Tianxiang back safely."

Lin Maoqiang was shocked: "What, fifty million? Where can I get so much money for you?"

"I don't"

"Damn it, old man, stop playing dumb. Everyone knows that Global Shipping is worth billions. Brothers only need 50 million, which is not much."

"Since you want money but not life, then we have no choice but to kill you. Bye!"

Ruan Xingwu's good mood suddenly turned bad. He said something harsh and pretended to be ready to hang up the phone!

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Lin Maoqiang was thinking rapidly in his mind, while trying his best to negotiate: "Can it be less? Fifty million is really too much. My family doesn't have that much money. If I go to the bank, what can I do with so much cash now?"

"The bank definitely doesn't have it. Even if it's an emergency call, you have to make an appointment at least a week in advance to get it, and you might even have to alert the police."

Ruan Xingwu couldn't help but hesitate after hearing Lin Maoqiang's explanation. When he was in his hometown of Vietnam, even to withdraw 50,000 yuan he had to do it one or two days in advance, let alone 50 million yuan. What the other party said made sense.

I remembered that Dilu said that I could transfer money through a Swiss bank account, so I said, "Then I can transfer money."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Maoqiang interrupted Ruan Xingwu and advised him earnestly: "Brother, to be honest, I also worked in this business when I was young and worked at the docks."

"So I understand you. If you transfer money, the middleman will definitely take half of it, and the money launderer will take another half. In this way, in the end, less than one-third of it will fall into your hands."

"Well, my family can still scrape together 28 million in cash. Why not just give it to you directly? You'll get more money, and you'll avoid being taken advantage of by middlemen, and there will be some unnecessary risks. How do you think?"

Ruan Xingwu's heart moved. He had asked for 50 million and had not expected the other party to give the money honestly. Now he could get 28 million, which was not bad. It was more than three times more expensive than what Fatty Han paid.

Seeing that the brothers around him were nodding desperately, Ruan Xingwu pretended to be fierce and asked: "Boss Lin, you are not going to play tricks, are you?"

"How could that be? The brothers must have encountered difficulties, and I can understand their help. Don't worry, compared with my son, my son is more important."

"I can promise not to call the police, but I have a small request. I hope you guys can give me some face."

Ruan Xingwu found that the other party was quite easy to talk to and they used to be in the same business. Considering that this was the first order, it didn't matter how much money he made.

The key is to accumulate experience, so I asked: "What are the requirements? Tell me?"

Lin Maoqiang was delighted and said, "I hope that after you get the money, you will no longer consider our Lin family. After all, there are so many rich people in Hong Kong Island. And those foreigners, knowing that they are going to be kicked out, have been making a lot of money in the past few years. They are all very wealthy."

"Brother, you should be from the same place as us."

"I am Vietnamese!" Nguyen Xingwu blurted out, but regretted it right after he said it and was about to get angry.

Lin Maoqiang immediately said, "So you are brothers from Vietnam. I have been to Vietnam before. It is a good place. But when these foreigners came to the East, they bullied you. I don't know how much harm they brought to our fellow Vietnamese people and how much wealth they took from Vietnam. Brother, as a Vietnamese, don't you mind this?"

"Damn, of course I hate those vampires to the core."

"In that case, brother, why don't you go and rob them? Not only can you make a fortune, but you can also avenge your compatriots who suffered so much back then. It's a win-win situation. Why not do it?"

Ruan Xingwu was unaware that he had been led astray by Lin Maoqiang at this time, and asked: "But we are not familiar with these foreigners, how can we start?"

"That's easy. When the time comes, I'll find some information for you, and you can follow the instructions!"

"Okay, since you're so cooperative, don't worry, I won't hurt your son. However, I need to collect the money first before I can let your son go."

Lin Maoqiang said anxiously: "How can that be possible? The rules of this industry are that money is in one hand and people are in the other. How can you do this?"

Ruan Xingwu said: "I don't care. I can't take any risk anyway."

"You guys are as cunning as devils. You just tried to trick me. I have to be careful. Don't worry, we are here for money. If we give money and still kill the hostages, who will give money in the future? We won't ruin our reputation."

"If you don't agree, we would rather kill the victim and move on to the next one. Anyway, these things are just a waste of time for us."

"Have you thought it through?"

(End of this chapter)