Chapter 32: 100 million US dollars to save five chickens

In general, Wuzhi Xiaoji is quite a good guy, at least he is more concerned about business.

Therefore, after he spoke to Fan Wubing, he thought that Fan Wubing had not yet implemented his two businesses, so he contacted Kono Seiko's people, placed the order, paid a deposit, and then contacted a company specializing in the production of high-end crystal products, and ordered several crystal glass production equipment and production process instructions from them.

Just as he was packing his luggage and preparing to go to the Chinese Embassy, ​​he suddenly found that the lights in his house were suddenly gone. Just as he was about to check if the insurance was burned, the floor-to-ceiling windows in his house were smashed. Then six or seven masked men rushed in, dragged him into a black cloth condom, and walked out.

"Help--" Wu Zhi's little machine was almost shocked, and at least he still remembered calling for help.

But soon he realized that doing so was asking for trouble. He suddenly suffered a heavy blow on his head, and Wu Zhi fainted immediately.

After receiving the call from Wu Zhi Xiaoji, Fan Wubing fell to bed. After waking up in the morning, he called another phone to ask about the specific situation. Who knew that he could not dial anyway. He changed several contact numbers in a row, all of which were busy tones, so he felt something was wrong.

"Are this guy really kidnapped?" Fan Wubing thought for a while, hoping to ask for help from the Embassy in Japan, but he had no connection with the Embassy in Japan! He agreed to Wu Zhi without thinking about it, and then he realized that he didn't even know where the embassy in Tokyo was opened, let alone knowing others.

What should I do? Fan Wubing thought for a while, and suddenly remembered that a few days ago, the Minister of the Ministry of Security personally called his father Fan Heng to ask about Kusanagi Sword. This matter was relieved by them. Although the trouble was also caused by themselves, since they asked, they had to bear their feelings.

So Fan Wubing ran to the municipal government and told his father Fan Heng about this matter.

"Although he was on the phone with me, he was not familiar with me at all? Why did I ask this?" Fan Heng felt a little embarrassed. The level of the Security Department was much higher. How could he put his small main hall in his eyes? Just say hello, it would be strange if someone would pay attention to him!

But his son never asked him to help him. He only opened his mouth once and pushed him back like this. It was too unreasonable. Fan Heng suddenly felt that his official position was still too small. If he was at the ministerial level, he would probably be confident in speaking, right?

Fan Wubing understood his father's difficulties more. He said with a sigh, "Actually, Dad, you don't have to underestimate yourself. Your greatest achievement is that you have three of us. Although my sister's pcfans club is the number one in domestic private enterprises and plays a big role in the industry, it is just the tip of the iceberg compared with the various industries under my name. Although I haven't told you some things, the senior executives of the Ministry of Security must know something, otherwise the minister wouldn't have called you personally last time."

"What do you mean is 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 your sister say that the money you got back is only about one billion?"

Fan Wubing nodded and smiled, "Yes, I said this, but this is only part of it, that is, the money earned by selling the company. Many other investments are in the financial securities market. This part of the money flows and finally flows to the Swiss bank account, which is as much as tens of billions of dollars."

Fan Heng immediately took a breath after hearing this. No wonder even the Minister of the Security Department put down his value and called himself. He got to the point of his son and was indeed capable of directly talking to the senior management. So he flipped through the phone book and said to Fan Wubing, "The number is here, you have already made it yourself."

"I can just call me. At most, let Wuzhi small machine get some blood. They work and we pay for it. This business can always be negotiated, right?" Fan Wubing was not polite, and picked up the phone directly and dialed according to the records on Fan Heng's phone book.

Minister Jiang Lue, the Minister of the Ministry of Security, was holding a regular meeting in the morning to arrange the work in the past few days. Suddenly, the secretary came over and whispered, "Minister Jiang, you have your phone number."

"Well, where did it come from?" Jiang Luezheng was in a state of excitement, and was a little unhappy after being interrupted.

"I called your private phone number and came from the rocks of the sky." The secretary replied.

"Panshi?" Jiang Lue frowned. He couldn't think of any important personnel there. When he was about to let the secretary deal with it, he suddenly thought that he had called Panshi Mayor Fan Heng a few days ago. Could it be that something happened to the other party?

But that's not right! The things in the alloy box were confirmed at that time. They were the so-called artifact of Japan's Kusanagi Sword. Although they were furious by the Japanese, they were not even as good as a fire stick for the Chinese!

No matter what, Jiang Lue felt relieved to listen to the phone, so he announced a temporary recess, then went to his office, answered the phone, and asked cautiously, "Hello? Who are you?"

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

After hearing the voice, Jiang Lue immediately knew who the person was talking, Fan Wubing!

In the recent stage, there were special people reporting Fan Wubing’s important trends, especially the phone recordings were monitored a lot, so he was naturally very familiar with his voice, so he asked casually, "I am Jiang Lue, are you Fan Wubing?"

Fan Wubing was stunned on the other side, but he didn't expect that from so far away and had never dealt with him before, the minister of the Ministry of Security could guess his identity at once. Isn't this amazing?

No! Fan Wubing is still quick-witted and immediately noticed the problem!

"You guys - have you monitored my phone number?!" Fan Wubing asked in annoyance.

"Uh--" Jiang Lue was also stunned when he heard Fan Wubing's words.

Then he was a little amused and laughed. How could he say this? The Security Department did these things, otherwise how could he know so many things? But just monitor it, you don’t have to say it in person, right? Although this thing is done just by doing, it always feels a bit strange when you say it in person!

"You - Mr. Fan Wubing, you called for this?" Jiang Lue was also a little annoyed. The person under the surveillance call came over to question him in person. This is the first time! When did the Minister of Security meet such an arrogant person? Most people see their own people and want to circumvent them. Today I have seen a ghost!

"Oh, forget it, just monitor it! Anyway, in the United States, FBI and Cia wandered around my house every day, and I've been used to it." Fan Wubing muttered, then changed his tone and said very politely and gentlely, "Dear Minister Jiang, you are taking your time to take your time. Can you help solve the actual difficulties of the grassroots people?"

Jiang Lue was a little amused by Fan Wubing's tone of changing so quickly. He also understood that Fan Wubing was just a funny guy, so he said seriously, "If you want to solve the actual difficulties of the grassroots people, you can go to the neighborhood committee! I believe that there will definitely help you deal with these problems very enthusiastically! We can only deal with some matters involving national security for the time being, and we can't be busy with ordinary things!" He said that he had to deduct the phone.

Fan Wubing heard this and shouted, "No, no! I'm really in trouble! At most, I can't pay some labor fees? There is really no neighborhood committee in the place where something happened!"

Oh? When Jiang Lue heard Fan Wubing’s words, he immediately realized that this matter was indeed not simple.

In China, where can there be no neighborhood committee? Obviously, Fan Wubing means that the location where the accident happened is no longer in China! So Jiang Lue asked, "What is it? If it involves international disputes, it will be inconvenient for us to come forward!"

"Probably not--" Fan Wubing briefly said about Wu Zhi's small machine, and finally emphasized it specifically, "I guess he was kidnapped by the underworld. Can you see if you can solve it? Don't worry, this kid is relatively rich. As long as he can get him to China, he is a big sheep. Your activity funds this year can save a lot!"

"Wuzhi's little machine! I'll ask someone to check it first, and then I'll reply to you!" Although Jiang Lue did not agree immediately, he left a living message, then put down the phone and instructed the secretary, "Touch me to Tokyo, I want to know something."

More than half an hour later, Jiang Lue called back again.

"Minister Jiang, how about it?" Fan Wubing asked hurriedly.

"It's quite difficult-" Jiang Liu said with some embarrassment, "It's almost clear that Yasuda Onoro of the Furong Consortium is dealing with him. The people from the Black Dragon Society have come forward. Now they have been imprisoned by them. If they want to solve the problem, they have to use the agents in Tokyo. I can't explain it to the higher authorities. This is a private matter after all."

"A special operation fee of 100 million US dollars!" Fan Wubing immediately said decisively, "I paid this, and I will never be able to pay it back! As for his rescue, the money he is willing to give out will definitely not be less than mine!"

"That's OK!" Jiang Lue agreed immediately, and then seemed to feel that he was a little jealous of money, so he added, "This way I will explain it to the higher authorities more easily. I will immediately arrange for relevant personnel to plan actions and try to send him out of Japan before night!"

Fan Wubing quickly thanked him and hung up the phone.

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

"100 million US dollars! I paid it! I'm sure the Ministry of Security is much darker than the kidnappers!" Fan Wubing said to Fan Heng with gritted teeth.

"Hiss--" Fan Heng took a breath of air conditioning and murmured, "Being a kidnapper - no, being an agent of the Security Department is indeed very promising! There are several times in this kind of business a year - Oh, mission, you don't have to worry about anything!"

Fan Wubing looked at his father Fan Heng speechlessly, and then said very seriously, "Just say this at home, don't mention it outside. The people from the Ministry of Security are omnipresent! Maybe there is a wiretap in your phone!"

"Not it?" Fan Heng was so angry that he heard it, thinking that he had no space at all? After thinking about it so carefully, he felt that everyone around him was like agents!

When Fan Wubing saw his father thinking about it, he laughed and said, "It's not that serious. Even if the people from the Ministry of Security find some problems, as long as it is not a big problem, they will not bother to pay attention to you. It's like corruption, filling up a little bag, and raising a little lover. Even if they know about these things, they will treat them as if they don't know. Dad, don't worry!"

"What are you talking nonsense?" Fan Heng knocked Fan Wubing's head and said hatefully, "Am I that kind of person? I still embezzle a little money. With you children who can make money, can I commit corruption?! You also raise a little lover, so you can find one for me!"

"I dare not do this. My mother must strangle me to death!" Fan Wubing shook his head firmly to deny it.

Just as the father and son were bored, in the warehouse of a factory in Tokyo, Japan, Wu Zhi's small machine woke up was being helped by a rope by a few Black Dragon Club thugs, preparing to torture his bank account and password.

"I have dozens of bank accounts, how can I remember clearly? Ah, don't hit me-" Wu Zhixiaoji shouted aggrievedly.

Beside him, Yumiko Kokura was also tied up and hugged on the ground and cried quietly. Because she dragged her boyfriend and let Wu Zhi go, she was caught together.

"Baga! Today, you guys and women must know how powerful I am!" The shirtless bald man said to the two of them viciously, and then he was about to get the steel wire with teeth that had been prepared to draw Wuzhi's small machine.

"No-" Accompanied by Wu Zhi's small machine's screams, the lights in the warehouse suddenly went out, and then a dull sound was heard, the door fell to the ground, and then there was the screams of the Black Dragon thugs.

When the lights turned on again, the thugs were tilted out of the ground, and Wu Zhi Xiaoji and Yumiko Okura disappeared.
Chapter completed!