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If he had 300 billion, he couldn't afford to spend 20 billion dollars for a woman, and he didn't think it was worth it.

"Mr. Ye, then the rest ......" Xie Yingting used honorifics at this moment, and was even more respectful to Ye Fan.

This hand has solved a big problem in his heart, if the five billion is not settled, I am afraid that his political future will be ruined, after all, in the political arena of Treasure Island, impeachment of the president or something has long been commonplace.

"The rest of the ...... Sen Shao, it's time to visit your friends. Ye Fan said: "Which one is the most suspicious, go find which one first." ”

"You, aren't you worried that the kidnappers will take the money and tear up the ticket?" Xie Senyang said another unlucky thing that should not be said.

"Tear up the ticket?" Ye Fan's eyes flashed with a hint of a smile: "Try it, whoever tears whose ticket." Drive!"

“…… Mr. Ye, do you want to find a few personal bodyguards to go over?" Xie Yingting was busy reminding him later, just the two of them, would there be an accident if they went to do this kind of thing?

Ye Fan paused slightly: "Do you want everyone to know about this?" Boss Xie, in the future, my business activities will all depend on your green light, let's go!"

Seeing him leave the mansion, Xie Yingting couldn't help but feel a mountain unloaded from his shoulders.

In a blink of an eye, he suddenly remembered that this person seemed to be a little familiar, what background did he have?

Xie Yingting hurriedly walked to the living room, dialed out a phone call, and ordered the Taipei intelligence agency to check Ye Fan's true information.

On an abandoned factory floor, light filtered through tattered felt and windows, and shone on the arms and cigarette smokers.

A laptop sits on a filthy desktop, and a fat man with a full face sits there, staring at the refresh status of his account on the screen.

Po Jun, whose hands were wrapped in duct tape and his mouth was sealed, his whole body was tied to a dirty iron chair with hemp rope, and he watched the group's every move with cold eyes.

From their conversation, Po Jun probably knew the origin of these underworlds, and they were people from the Taipei branch of the Bamboo Union Gang.

That fat man, who they call "Brother Lard", is just a small boss, and above him, there is a big guy named Brother An Le.

From a son-in-law surnamed Chu, they learned that Ye Fan had a lot of money, and the two sides quickly formulated a plan for kidnapping and ransom, hijacked the broken army here, and then called Ye Fan to extort 20 billion US dollars.

Originally, after finding out the details of the other party, Po Jun didn't have to continue the show, but the kidnapper's phone call made her want to know the result, as much as 20 billion US dollars in ransom, will he pay it?

In just twenty minutes, it is impossible for anyone to find the traces of these bandits, will he consider his own safety and pay the ransom, or will he have other plans?

"Ganlin Niang!" Brother Lard suddenly slapped the table and shouted, startling a group of younger brothers.

"Two tens of billion, two billion dollars! haha...... Each person gets 10 million, you don't have to be a horse boy in your life!" Brother Lard pointed to the computer screen and shouted excitedly: "See it, see it!"

Hearing this, all the younger brothers rushed over to check, and saw with their own eyes that long list of numbers, each

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