Chapter 32 100 Million US Dollars, Save 5 Chicks

Generally speaking, Wuzhi Xiaoji is quite a good guy, at least he is more interested in business.

Therefore, after talking on the phone with Fan Wubing, he realized that the two deals that Fan Wubing had confessed to him had not yet been finalized, so he contacted the people from Kono Seiko, placed the order and paid the deposit. Then I contacted a company specializing in the production of high-end crystal products and ordered several pieces of crystal glass production equipment and instructions on the production process.

Just when he was packing his luggage and was about to go to the Chinese embassy, ​​he suddenly found that all the lights in his home had gone out. Just as he was about to check if the insurance was blown, the floor-to-ceiling windows in his home were slammed by someone. It was smashed, and then six or seven masked men rushed in, covered him with a black cloth cover, dragged him out, and walked out.

"Help—" Wu Zhi Xiaoji was almost stunned, but he still remembered to call for help.

But soon he found out that he was asking for trouble, and suddenly suffered a heavy blow on the head, Wuzhi Xiaoji immediately passed out.

After Fan Wubing received the call from Wuzhi Xiaoji, he immediately fell asleep and went to sleep. After waking up in the morning, he dialed another number to inquire about the specific situation. Who knew that he couldn't get through no matter what, so he changed several times in a row. All the phone numbers were busy, so I felt something was wrong.

"Could it be that this guy was really kidnapped?" Fan Wubing thought for a while, but he hoped to ask the embassy in Japan for help, but he has nothing to do with the embassy in Japan at all! Just now he agreed to Wuzhi Xiaoji without even thinking about it, and only now did he realize that he didn't even know where the door of the embassy in Tokyo opened, let alone know him.

What should we do? Fan Wubing thought about it for a while, and suddenly remembered that a few days ago, the head of the Security Department personally called his father, Fan Heng, to ask about Cao Jian. He also made it himself. But since they moved to ask, they have to admit their feelings.

So Fan Wubing went to the city hall and told his father Fan Heng about this matter.

"Although he talked with me on the phone, he is not familiar with him at all? Why did you ask me to speak up about this?" Fan Hen suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Where can the main hall be put in the eyes of others? Just drop by and say hello. It's no wonder some people care about themselves!

But his son has never asked him to help him. It is too disgraceful to just push it back after he opened his mouth just once. Fan Heng suddenly felt that his official position was still too small. , I'm afraid you have enough confidence to speak, right?

Fan Wubing understood his father's difficulties better, he said generously. "Actually, Dad, you don't have to belittle yourself. Your greatest achievement is having us three children. Although my sister's S Club is the number one private company in China,

It plays an important role in the industry, but compared with the various industries under my name, it is just the tip of the iceberg, although I have not said anything about it. But the senior management of the Ministry of Security must know something, otherwise the minister wouldn't have called you in person last time. "

"You mean to say that you have made a lot of noise in the United States in the past few years?" Fan Heng felt a little strange, "But last time I heard from your sister that the money you got back was only a dozen or so. Does it look like a billion?"

Fan Wubing nodded and smiled, "Yes, I have said this, but this is only part of it, that is, the money earned from selling the company. There are many other investments in the financial securities market. This part The money was flowing around and ending up in Swiss bank accounts, tens of billions of dollars."

Fan Heng took a deep breath when he heard this. No wonder even the head of the Ministry of Security put down his worth and called himself. Now that his son has gotten to the point where he really has the ability to talk directly to the senior management, he flipped through the phone book. Said to Fan Wubing, "The number is here. You can dial it yourself."

"If I fight, I will fight. At most, Wuzhi Xiaoji will bleed a little. They will work and we will pay. This business can always be negotiated, right?" Fan Wubing was not polite. Just pick up the phone. He dialed according to the records in Fan Heng's phone book.

Jiang Lue, the head of the Ministry of Security, is holding a regular meeting in the morning to arrange work for the next few days. Suddenly the secretary came over and whispered, "Minister Jiang, I have your call." Well, where did you come from? "Jiang Luezheng was very excited when he was talking, but he was a little unhappy after being interrupted.

"It was your private phone call, looking forward to the sky and rocks." The secretary replied.

"Panshi?" Jiang slightly frowned, unable to think of any important personnel matters there, and when he was about to ask the secretary to deal with it, he suddenly remembered that he had just called Fan Heng, the mayor of Panshi, a few days ago. What happened to the other party?

But it's not right! The contents of the alloy box were confirmed at the time, and it was the so-called magic weapon of Japan, the Grass Sword. Although it was popularized by the Japanese, it was not as good as a fire stick for the Chinese!

Anyway, Jiang Lue felt that it would be more reassuring for him to listen to the phone, so he announced a temporary adjournment, then went to his office, answered the phone, and asked cautiously, "Hello? Who are you?"

Fan Wubing coughed and said to the microphone, "Is this Minister Jiang?"

After Jiang Lue heard the voice, he immediately knew who the speaker was, Fan Wubing!

In the recent stage, there were special personnel to report to him about Fan Wubing's important movements, especially the telephone recordings were monitored a lot, so he was very familiar with his voice, so he asked casually , "I am Jiang Lue, you are Fan Wubing, right?"

Fan Wubing was also stunned on the opposite side. He didn't expect that the head of the Ministry of Security could guess his identity so far away and had never dealt with him before. Isn't that amazing?

wrong! Fan Wubing still had a quick mind, and he immediately noticed the problem!

"You -- did you monitor my phone?!" Fan Wubing asked angrily.

"Uh—" Jiang Lue was taken aback when he heard Fan Wubing's words.

Then he was a little dumbfounded, what should I say about this matter? These things are what the Ministry of Security does, otherwise how can they know so many things? But monitoring is monitoring, so you don’t have to say it in person, do you? Although this matter was done as soon as it was done, it still felt a little weird to say it in person!

"You——Mr. Fan Wubing. That's why you called?" Jiang Lue was also a little annoyed. This was the first time that the surveillance object called to question him face to face! When did the Minister of Security see such an arrogant person? Ordinary people are seeing their own people, wishing to go around and avoid them, but today I saw a ghost!

"Oh. Forget it, let's monitor it! Anyway, when we were in the United States, A and A walked outside my house every day. I'm used to it." Fan Wubing muttered, and then changed his tone, very polite He said very gently, "Respected Comrade Minister Jiang, you are very busy. Can you help solve the practical difficulties of the grassroots?"

Jiang Lue was confused by Fan Wubing's changing tone so quickly. He also understood that Fan Wubing is a guy who likes to be funny, so he said solemnly, "If you want to solve the practical difficulties of the grassroots, you can Go to the neighborhood committee! I believe there will be great enthusiasm to help you deal with these problems! We can only deal with some matters related to national security for the time being, and we are too busy with ordinary things!" .

Fan Wubing heard this and shouted hastily. "Don't, don't! I'm really in trouble! At most, I can pay some labor fees, can't I? It's really because there is no neighborhood committee in the place where the accident happened!"

oh? When Jiang Lue heard Fan Wubing's words, he immediately knew that this matter was really not easy.

In China, where can there be no neighborhood committees? Apparently what Fan Wubing meant was that the place where the accident happened is not in China anymore! So Jiang Lue asked, "What's the matter? If it involves international disputes, it's not convenient for us to come forward!"

"Probably not—" Fan Wubing briefly talked about Wu Zhi Xiaoji's matter, and finally emphasized it, "It is estimated that he was kidnapped by the underworld. Can you solve it? Don't worry." This kid is relatively rich, as long as he can be brought to China, he is a big goat, and you can save a lot of money for this year's activities!"

"Wuzhi Xiaoji! I'll have someone check it first, and then I'll call you back!" Although Jiang Lue didn't agree immediately, he left a message, put down the phone, and told the secretary, " Put me through Tokyo, I want to know something."

After more than half an hour. Jiang Lue called back again.

"Minister Jiang, how are you doing?" Fan Wubing asked hastily.

"It's quite difficult—" Jiang said with a little embarrassment, "The matter has almost been figured out. It is Yasuda Onorou from the Furong Consortium who is dealing with him, and the people from the Black Dragon Society are responsible. Now he has been detained privately by them Get up. If you want to solve it, you have to use the special agents in Tokyo. I can't explain it to the above, it's a private matter after all."

"A special operation fee of 100 million US dollars!" Fan Wubing immediately said decisively, "This is considered to be my departure, and I will definitely not renege on it! As for him being rescued, the money he is willing to give as a reward will definitely be no less than me!"

"That's fine!" Jiang Lue agreed immediately, and then seemed to feel that he was a little blinded by money, and then added, "This way it will be easier for me to explain to the above, and I will immediately arrange relevant personnel to plan actions and strive for the night Send him out of Japan before!"

Fan Wubing quickly thanked him, and then hung up the phone.

"Is the matter settled?" Fan Heng asked from the side.

"One hundred million dollars! I paid it! I'm sure that the Security Department is much darker than the kidnappers!" Fan Wubing said to Fan Heng through gritted teeth.

"Hiss—" Fan Heng took a deep breath and murmured, "Being a kidnapper—no, being an agent of the Ministry of Security really has a bright future! There are several business deals like this a year—oh, missions, whatever Don't worry anymore!"

Fan Wubing looked at his father Fan Heng speechlessly, and then said very seriously, "It's fine to talk about this kind of thing at home, don't mention it outside, people from the security department are all-pervasive! Maybe there is someone on your phone There is a bug!"

"Isn't it?!" Fan Heng's scalp exploded when he heard it, and he thought to himself that he didn't have any space for himself? After thinking about it so carefully, I feel that the staff around me are like secret agents!

Fan Wubing saw his father thinking about it there, so he laughed and said, "It's not that serious, even if there is something wrong with the security department, as long as it's not a big problem, they won't bother to pay attention to you, it's like embezzling a little money Lah, fill your pockets a little bit, raise a little lover, even if people know about these things, they will treat them as ignorance, dad, don’t worry!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Fan Heng knocked Fan Wubing on the head, and said bitterly, "Am I that kind of person? Still embezzling petty money, with you sons and daughters who can make money, do I deserve your embezzlement?! You still have a little lover, you should find me one!"

"I don't dare to do this, my mother must strangle me to death!" Fan Wubing resolutely shook his head in denial.

While the father and son were quarreling boringly, in the warehouse of a factory in Tokyo, Japan, the Wuzhi Xiaoji who woke up was being helped into a dumpling with a rope by several Black Dragon Society thugs, who were about to torture him for his bank account number and password. .

"I have dozens of bank accounts, how can I remember them all? Ah, don't hit me—" Wuzhi Xiaoji yelled aggrievedly. Beside him, Yuiko Ogura was also tied up, curled up on the ground and wept quietly, because she held her boyfriend back and let Xiaoji Wuzhi go, so she was caught together.

"Baga! Today I want you guys and girls to know how powerful I am!" the shirtless bald man said viciously to the two of them, and then he was about to use the toothed steel wire he had prepared to pump Wuzhi. small machine.

"Don't—" Accompanied by Wuzhi Xiaoji's screams, all the lights in the warehouse suddenly went out, and then there was a muffled sound, the door fell to the ground, and then there were the screams of the Black Dragon Society thugs.

When the lights came back on, there were thugs stumbling around on the ground, and both Wuzhi Xiaoji and Ogura Yuiko disappeared.

The whole process takes less than three minutes.