Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter 375 Determining the Ransom

Western writing systems are far too rudimentary.

Take their insults, for example. They call people Satan, devils, bitches, scumbags, and bastards.

It simply cannot compare to the Chinese civilization with its long history of five thousand years.

Don’t say anything else.

If we're talking about insults alone, if Ye Shaohong really didn't hold back and didn't pretend to be a Japanese person, he could go on and on with insults against Johnson Saxon for half an hour.

And they're all different.

But not now.

He had to perfectly portray his disguised identity without arousing Johnson Saxon's suspicion.

So Ye Shaohong did something.

As soon as Johnson Shaxun's angry roar came through the phone, Ye Shaohong immediately took the phone away from his ear.

A minute later, the current patriarch of the Saxon family, Johnson Saxon, finished his endless rant and rave, and Ye Shaohong finally took the telephone back.

Then he replied with two words.

"Stupid!"

After uttering a curse, Ye Shaohong didn't even wait for Johnson Shaxun to respond before slamming the phone shut.

As for how that old man Johnson Saxon was feeling on the other end of the phone, Ye Shaohong didn't even consider it.

His reaction caught the eye of Li Yunlong, who was standing nearby, and Li Yunlong's eyes widened immediately. It was the first time he had ever seen Ye Shaohong act like this.

While shocked, Li Yunlong also felt a great sense of novelty.

He wanted to ask, "Isn't Ye Shaohong afraid of pushing that old guy Johnson Saxon too far by doing this?"

What if Johnson Saxon really abandons everything, loses his mind, and stops negotiating with them?

Ye Shaohong noticed the doubt in Li Yunlong's mind.

But he didn't offer any explanation.

Three or four minutes later, Ye Shaohong picked up the telephone again and skillfully dialed Johnson Saxon's office number.

This time, the old man Johnson Shaw learned his lesson.

After answering the phone, he didn't utter another curse. Instead, he took a long breath before asking the question in a cold voice.

"Go ahead."

"What do you want?"

“I can tell you very clearly that a ransom of five million dollars is impossible.”

"Although Ai Chi Da Fen Sha Xun is my blood relative, and the young man is indeed very promising, far surpassing his peers, he is not worth this price."

The cold-bloodedness and mercenary nature of the Jewish people had long been ingrained in the soul of the old man, Johnson Shaxun.

Even in a state of hysterical rage, he still didn't forget to measure everything by money.

Ye Shaohong could accept this.

After all, five million dollars is no small sum in this day and age.

Let me give you a simple example.

During the eight years of the War of Resistance against Japan, the United States provided a total of only US$14 billion in aid to the Republic of China government in order to support it in its fight against the Japanese.

This money was obtained by the bald-headed Chiang Kai-shek by humbling himself, even going so far as to ask his wife to travel to the United States to lobby and curry favor with the country, and even at the cost of selling out national interests.

Historical records show that the largest sum of money the Red International provided to our Party was only $800,000.

When Ye Shaohong arranged for Li Yunlong to kidnap Johnson Saxon, who loved to eat Dafeng, he asked for five million US dollars right off the bat. It's understandable that Johnson Saxon was frightened.

"alright."

"Then tell me, how much money are you willing to offer in exchange for your precious grandson?"

Ye Shaohong's concessions have turned this kidnapping case into a business deal.

Johnson Shaw fell silent immediately.

He instantly immersed himself in the role of a businessman, and after a brief moment of contemplation, finally offered his ideal price.

"Three hundred thousand dollars."

"At most, I'm only willing to hand over three hundred thousand US dollars."

Upon hearing Johnson Saxon's ideal offer over the phone, Ye Shaohong smiled.

That's right.

He did laugh.

Three hundred thousand US dollars would indeed be enough to complete the task assigned to him by the director in Nanjing.

But it's still far from the amount he expected.

Moreover, he had other plans involved, and $300,000 was simply not enough to support his scheme.

If it's only $300,000, the risks Ye Shaohong and his team would have to take to obtain that ransom would be too great.

Therefore, Ye Shaohong's reply was very simple.

"no!"

"This amount is far from what I expected." "Alright, I know you Jewish people are good at business and negotiation."

"I can compromise."

"Four million dollars."

As soon as Ye Shaohong's response rang out, Johnson Saxon on the other end of the phone immediately slammed his fist on the table and started cursing.

"Devil, devil."

"That's impossible. That idiot Dafeng Shaxun is not worth that much money at all."

"What's more, you also cut off one of his hands."

“Even if I redeem him, he will be a cripple and will never be able to take over our family business again. I would never spend so much money on him.”

Johnson's clamor still echoed in his ears, but Ye Shaohong let out a cold laugh.

“That’s right.” “The current Ai Chi Da Fen Sha Xun is indeed not worth this much money, but don’t forget, this matter has already spread throughout Shanghai.”

"By tomorrow at the latest, news of the kidnapping of Da Vinci will reach John Bull."

"It spread throughout Asia."

"At that time, the partners of the Saxon family will also pay attention to this matter."

"Compared to the life and death and value of the food lover, the reputation and credibility of the Saxon family should be more valuable."

See the picture poorly.

Only at this moment did Ye Shaohong fully reveal his intentions, and as soon as he finished speaking, Johnson Shaxun on the other end of the phone immediately fell silent.

He stopped shouting and cursing.

Or rather, his shouting and cursing just a moment ago was nothing but a facade. "You..."

"Okay, you have good taste, I'll remember you."

"Then let's have an open and honest talk. For the sake of the century-old reputation of my Sha Xun family, I am willing to accept this deal."

"However, the highest price I can offer you is only one and a half million US dollars."

"I'd rather face the news of Dafeng Saxon's death than say anything more, and then use that to explain things to my partners."

Compared to the moment before, Johnson Saxon was clearly calmer now, which was more in line with his identity as a businessman. The chill hidden in his tone when he spoke these words was still felt by Ye Shaohong even through the telephone line.

Ye Shaohong was certain that even after this incident was over, that old man Johnson Saxon would still hold a grudge against him.

They will spare no effort and mobilize all available resources to find him.

Ye Shaohong no longer cared about these things.

He believed that as long as his plan worked perfectly, even if Johnson Saxon was highly skilled and his family was powerful, he would not be able to find his whereabouts.

"it is good!"

"One million and a half million dollars is one million and a half million dollars."

"You should prepare the ransom first."

"I will contact you again in two days to inform you of the method and location for the ransom and hostage settlement!"