The richest man Yang Fei

Yi Dai led the team to produce 500 million paper money in no time.

Of course they were very curious, why did such a rich Yang Fei still fake it?

But no one dared to ask.

According to Chen Mo's instructions, each stack of paper money was covered with a piece of real money, and then packed into a box.

After the task was completed, Yi Dai came to report to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo said: "Ask someone to carry it down, the boss is waiting below!"

Yi Dai responded and ordered everyone to carry a few boxes of paper money downstairs together.

Yang Fei was smoking by the car door, while Miaozi and the others stood beside him, their faces getting heavier and heavier.

Yi Dai obviously felt that the atmosphere was not right.

She's a smart person, and when you put these things together, it's not hard to see what's going on.

Yang Fei threw away the cigarette butt and said, "Quick, quick, load it into the car!"

Yi Dai asked: "Boss, do you need help?"

Yang Fei was startled, and said, "Can you install a tracker in the money?"

"Well, yes. But the tracker has a distance limit."

"How far is the furthest?"

"Look at the equipment, it will definitely work within a few kilometers."

Yang Fei is really a layman on these things, and the current network is not developed, whether it is wiretapping or tracking, they are all very primitive methods.

Yi Dai said: "Do you need it?"

Yang Fei said: "Need. Then do you want to be in the car with me?"

"Well, it's better like this. Eavesdropping and tracking are technical jobs, and the closer you are, the better."

Yang Fei said: "It may be very dangerous."

"I'm not afraid."

Yang Fei took a deep look at her: "Okay, get ready."

"Everything is at home, I have to go back. And these things, Yishu is more expert than me. It would be better to bring her with you - she just happened to be resting at home today."

Yang Fei said: "Then get in the car quickly."

He drove to Yidai's house, got the equipment, and took Yishu with him.

Sister Yidai completed the action of installing monitors and trackers into the money in the car.

Of course, it was impossible for Yang Fei to go alone, but he was the one to drive the car.

Mouse, Ma Feng, sisters Yidai and Yishu, the four of them were hiding in the huge Rolls-Royce.

As long as they don't look up, people outside will definitely not be able to see them.

The car soon arrived near Muse Bar.

Yang Fei hesitated for a while, looked around for a while, felt that everyone nearby was very suspicious, but felt that these people were normal, but he was too suspicious.

He saw the big trash can in front of the Muse bar.

Yang Fei jumped out of the car and looked at the trash can first.

To his surprise, the trash can was clean, as if it had just been cleaned.

Yang Fei lit a cigarette and looked around again.

It's still the same feeling, as if everyone is suspicious, but not suspicious.

He opened the trunk and threw bags of paper money into the trash.

A few people nearby looked at him curiously, but didn't ask any questions.

There was a homeless man next to him, his face was full of filth, he was picking his feet, he was giggling and looking at Yang Fei, with the expression on his face like a fool.

After throwing the bag away, Yang Fei looked around again, but still couldn't find it.

He took out his cell phone and was about to see if he could contact the kidnapper on his own initiative.

At this time, the homeless man jumped up and walked over with a grin on his mouth. While walking, he reached out and picked his nose. The indecent behavior was disgusting.

Yang Fei frowned, and just wanted to walk away, but saw the homeless man reaching out to lift the bag in the trash can.

"Hey! This is mine, you can't take it away!" Yang Fei snorted.

"Hey, this is the garbage you threw. Since it is garbage, it is unnecessary. Anyone can pick it up!" The homeless man looked silly, but he spoke very cleverly.

Yang Fei was surprised.

That's right, the garbage you throw is all in the bins, why are others not allowed to pick it up?

Throw away what you don't want!

Yang Fei said in a deep voice: "Go away, these - you can't pick them up!"

"I'm going to pick it up! I'm going to pick it up!" The homeless man barked at Yang Fei.

Yang Fei smelled a strong sour smell, so he couldn't help taking a step back, took out his wallet, took out 100 yuan, and handed it to the homeless man: "This is for you, you go away! These things are not for you. Go away Come on! Wait for the bad guys to come!"

The homeless man took the money, stuffed it into his pocket, and said something that made Yang Fei dumbfounded: "Thank you, Boss Yang!"

Yang Fei was stunned.

How could a tramp know him?

This is so rare!

There is only one possibility!

This tramp is the one who received the goods!

It was him!

The homeless man showed an unfathomable smile at Yang Fei: "I will get rich today, and the sky will drop money!"