Chapter 737 I Want to Handle a One Trillion Dollar Business

Ning Caishen brought the two to the salesperson Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, these two are our supreme VIP guests, we must treat them well."

Xiaoli nodded dignifiedly and elegantly, and said gently: "Excuse me, Mr. Ye, Miss Cheng, what business do you want to handle?"

Before coming, Ning Caishen sent Xiaoli a simple profile of the two.

Ye Wudao: "Money laundering."

Xiaoli smiled and nodded: "Excuse me, Mr. Ye, is it convenient to tell us the specific situation, such as the industrial structure and profitability of Daoling Group..."

Ye Wudao shook his head: "It's not convenient."

"Go and call your boss, you two are not qualified to entertain me."

Ning Caishen and Xiaoli were stunned for a moment, a little embarrassed.

Ning Caishen happily eased the embarrassment: "Mr. Ye, you are joking. I still have the permission to handle business below 10 billion."

"If you think I am not worthy of your level, I can call our supervisor."

"Our supervisor's permission is 50 billion."

Ye Wudao: "But, I want to handle a trillion-dollar business."

Trillion-dollar business...

Ning Caishen and Xiaoli couldn't help laughing.

They deal with big shots every day, including the richest people in various places, but they have never seen anyone bragging so much.

Ning Caishen smiled: "Mr. Ye, I don't think you come here to launder money. Do you want to buy our underground bank?"

The teller Xiaoli also smiled: "Mr. Ye, you are joking with us, so humorous."

Ye Wudao shook his head solemnly: "Sorry, I really don't care about your family's economic scale."

Ning Caishen and Xiaoli's expressions gradually became solemn: Looking at Ye Wudao's expression, he didn't seem to be joking.

What exactly is he going to do?

Ye Wudao suddenly said: "One o'clock, three o'clock, five o'clock, six o'clock, seven o'clock, nine o'clock, ten o'clock, eleven o'clock..."

Both of them were confused: What does he mean by this?

After a moment, their faces changed horribly and their nerves were tense!

What Ye Wudao said was the hidden position of the sniper!

Damn, how did he know there was a sniper here, and he even accurately said the hidden position.

He saw it at a glance?

These snipers are retired special forces of the Navy SEALs. Their anti-reconnaissance capabilities are not ordinary. It is impossible to be seen through at a glance.

He must have investigated Datong Money House in advance!

This is a dangerous person who threatens Datong Money House!

Ning Caishen realized the seriousness of the situation, which was far beyond his permission.

Now he had to invite the boss to come.

He immediately winked at Xiaoli,

Xiaoli understood, immediately triggered the red alarm under the table, and then called the boss.

As soon as the red alarm was triggered, the entire Datong Bank entered a state of first-level alert.

In the dark, several snipers had their guns aimed at Ye Wudao,

and even the old man who was watching the hotel upstairs had loaded his guns.

Cheng Xiaoyu's palms were sweating from nervousness, and she hugged Ye Wudao's arm tightly: "Brother-in-law, what should we do now?" WeNXuEmi.Cc

Ye Wudao patted Cheng Xiaoyu on the shoulder: "Brother-in-law is here, it's okay."

Not long after, a fat old man strode over,

followed by four bodyguards, each with two pistols on his waist, full of murderous intent.

There is no doubt that the fat old man is the boss of the underground bank.

He looked at Ye Wudao expressionlessly: "You want to launder 100 billion?"

"Transfer the money over, we will launder it for you."

"If... 100 billion is one cent less, don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Anyone who can come in here is dead except for partners."

Ye Wudao picked up his phone and made a call: "Let's do it."

Ning Caishen walked to the fat boss, apologetically: "I'm sorry, boss, I didn't investigate his information clearly."

"I didn't expect that he would threaten our Datong Bank."