The agreed two hours were up.
Manor.
The phone rang on ti.
"Hello."
Luo Xi quickly answered. The tracking experts began their work, and he heard the voice from the other side, "Unexpectedly, you’re from the Suto Clan. Hmph, don’t think I don’t know your preparations."
"Now."
"The ransom has changed, fifty million."
"..."
Upon hearing this.
Luo Xi wanted to curse, wasn’t it unknown before?
He asked, "How do you know?"
"What do you think? You sent so many people scattered around. It’s hard not to know." The other side sneered, "You, a matter that could be solved with one million, you insist on making it like this."
"I’m very angry."
"Really."
"You wealthy people have no bottom line. Spend money to resolve troubles; a minor issue originally, and yet you want to drag us out. Fine, since you have no bottom line, I can only learn from you."
"Now."
"Five hours to prepare."
"Hmph!"
"You’d better withdraw all your n. Otherwise, we’d rather not take this money and teach you wealthy people a lesson, to show you what it ans to fight till both you and your foe perish."
"We may be without money."
"But."
"Have the spirit of not compromising."
Finished speaking.
Before Luo Xi could open his mouth.
"Beep!"
The other side hung up.
This left Luo Xi dumbfounded. His ticulously planned layout made matters worse. If he’d known, he wouldn’t have sent people everywhere. Now, a one million issue beca fifty million.
And.
The rhetoric of ’impassioned’ words made it look like they were the righteous side.
Damn!
What’s this whole ss?
"Found it, right here."
Suddenly.
The tracking experts delivered good news. Seeing the location, Luo Xi was overjoyed and quickly tried to contact the nearest sentry. But after several calls, none got through, and Luo Xi’s heart sank to the bottom.
It seems.
The plan failed completely.
"Sigh!"
Luo Xi was helpless. The rising hope was quickly dashed. Soon, he received a ssage, "The person staking out near that phone booth was knocked unconscious and thrown into a corner."
"Did you see what the robbers looked like?"
"No."
"..."
Alright.
If they had seen it, it wouldn’t have been a knockout but a silencing.
At this mont.
Another mobile phone rang.
Looking at it.
Luo Xi shivered, it was the old man’s.
"Father."
"How is it?"
"This... there’s a bit of change... the kidnappers suddenly demanded an additional ransom, now asking for fifty million."
"Why?"
The other side wasn’t easy to fool. One million already seed cheap to him at the ti. Now, asking for fifty million was too big a leap. Luo Xi knew he couldn’t hide it.
Thus.
He briefly explained.
"Crash!"
The sound of sothing breaking; Luo Xi knew his father was smashing things again.
"Bastard."
"And you, fool."
This plan, he didn’t see much wrong with it, but since things happened, soone had to take the fall. Therefore, he only called him a fool and didn’t say more criticizing words.
"Listen to him. Fifty million, give it."
Hmph!
To have the life to take it.
No life to spend it.
Many unlucky ones arise from this.
"Understood."
Hung up the phone.
Luo Xi started preparing the money again. One million, his family had available cash casually, but fifty million could only be gathered from everywhere. Of course, the difficulty was nearly nonexistent, as the company reserves were much more than this.
Suddenly.
A thought arose.
"Five hours."
He murmured.
In theory.
If they knew about the Suto Family, then the other side should know that for the Suto Clan, this wasn’t an issue at all and didn’t need five hours to prepare. In that case, the five hours weren’t for him to prepare.
But.
"The robbers gave themselves ti to prepare." Luo Xi felt a jolt of realization.
Indeed.
It was certainly like this.
Upon understanding.
The next mont.
"Uh!"
Luo Xi realized that this speculation wasn’t much use; they could prepare lots of things: not necessarily fleeing, or transferring Vika, the transaction location, the transaction thod—they all needed arranging, right?
He could only wait.
At this ti.
The subordinate reported.
"The one who arranged that night’s gathering was a man nad Lv Mao."
Upon hearing.
A glint of coldness flashed in Luo Xi’s eyes. His son was captured, and of course, he had to check who arranged the gathering that day. Such a big matter requires not only getting Vika out but also intimidating others sowhat.
Clearly.
You organized it, and my son had an incident.
Then.
You must bear so responsibility. Even though legally the organizer isn’t pursued, as a father, he also needs to remind those Vika’s fair-weather friends to take care of his son.
"Does he have any background?"
"No, just a pimp who opened a model agency, providing resources to sons of tycoons and wealthy people in Southeast Asian countries, and he even has a criminal record."
"Oh?"
Luo Xi narrowed his eyes.
"How long can he be sentenced?"
"Over fifteen years."
Upon hearing.
Luo Xi laughed.
"Good."
"Send him in."
A pimp without background, since he got involved in this, there’s no exiting unscathed. I’m scrambling here all because it originated from your arranged gathering. Who else should I look for?
"Yes."
Finished speaking.
The subordinate left.
...
Kuala Lumpur.
Urban area.
In a duplex, Lv Mao was terribly anxious.
"Why can’t I get through?"
He called every few minutes but all showed as off. He was following the progress of the plan against Tang Qing. Vika said they’d consider it, but that consideration ended in a shutdown.
Worried!
At this mont.
Vika’s capture was only circulating among Malaysia’s upper class and hadn’t spread widely, so he naturally didn’t know, "Forget it, maybe it’s because the plan didn’t go well, they went out to relax, or went to sleep."
This thing.
Vika often did.
"Sigh!"
Lv Mao sighed.
Ever since eting Tang Qing, everything went wrong. Two years ago, at a charity gala on the Shanghai Stock Market, Tang Qing attended. He intended to scam and partner up for money, never expecting Tang Qing to be penny-pinching.
Refusing to donate.
The man clearly stated.
Back then.
He even voiced a ’hint’, but Tang Qing was indifferent, responding briefly, "How do you know I’m the one wearing shoes?" Since then, the partnered charity fund gradually fizzled out.
Later on.
His luck seed to worsen over ti.
First of all.
His only son.
Was found to have no blood relationship with him. After several examinations, it was the sa each ti. At that mont, his mood was utterly ruined, and he directly kicked out the adopted son who only knew how to fool around with won.
Secondly.
He was scamd out of a huge sum of money.
Depressed.
He lost even the mood for revenge against Tang Qing. anwhile, Tang Qing flourished over the years, gradually becoming a world-class tycoon, crushing the likes of Bill Gates and Warren Buffett.
At that ti.
Tang Qing’s property was less than $50 billion.
Now.
Over $300 billion.
Jealousy.
Later, learning that Vika and Tang Qing were at odds, he prompted between them, eventually forming an alliance to annoy Tang Qing together and, if possible, lure out other enemies of Tang Qing to join in.
Well.
That would be even more perfect.
"Hmph!"
"I want to see how you manage without wearing shoes." Lv Mao said with a cold face.
"Knock knock knock!"
"Who is it?"
Half a minute later.
"Clack!"
Feeling the cold handcuffs, Lv Mao was dumbfounded.
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