Jing Book

"I want to see Mr. Yang after dinner," Zhang Jingshu said to the visitor, "Is it okay to take him with you?"

"I'll pass it on."

"Ok."

Zhang Jingshu opened the lunch box and took a look at the dry egg fried rice inside, then asked, "Is there any hot water for drinking?"

Jiang Xu saw that the other party not only agreed to Zhang Jingshu's request, but also looked very polite, so he slowly let go of the worries in his heart, and his spirit was no longer tense. However, no matter how low he was, Zhang Jingshu never let go and agreed to leave with him.

After wasting half a day talking and eating a tasteless breakfast, Jiang Xu's heart rose again.

"Static book."

Jiang Xu found the opportunity to get close to Zhang Jingshu, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me the truth, can you go?"

Zhang Jingshu nodded, and replied unceremoniously: "If I were alone, I would have left a long time ago."

Jiang Xu was choked, and it took a long time before he said awkwardly: "... I see, from now on, I will listen to you."

Zhang Jingshu sighed, and said, "Come with me in a while, and I'll go to see someone. After we've settled the deal, I'll send you away. I can only leave when the follow-up matters are almost settled."

Jiang Xu didn't know what the so-called follow-up was, and the two of them didn't wait too long. Around eight o'clock, someone led him and Zhang Jingshu to a small courtyard in a more remote location.

"Mr. Zhang, we have confirmed its authenticity, and now we should talk about how to read it."

Yang Sheng glanced at Jiang Xu, who was full of vigilance, then turned to Zhang Jingshu and said straight to the point: "If you have any requests, you can mention them now, and we will try our best to meet them."

"Give him back his cell phone first, then give me a piece of paper and a pen."

After Zhang Jingshu finished speaking, Yang Sheng signaled his subordinates to follow suit, and after a while, Jiang Xu's cell phone was returned to him.Jiang Xu turned on the phone and took a glance to understand why the other party was so generous, because there was no signal on the phone at all.

"This is the first 30 digits. I am willing to cooperate with you, so I hope you can cooperate with me." Zhang Jingshu folded the paper in half and handed it over, saying: "The last 9 digits, I will write to you when he gets home safely."

Yang Sheng took the paper, and just as he was about to speak, an instruction came from the earphone. Yang Sheng paused, and suddenly changed his tone of chatting: "Mr. Can't you please explain it to me?"

Seeing Zhang Jingshu frowning, Yang Sheng smiled and explained: "You don't need to be nervous, it's just my personal curiosity."

"In this case, I think I should have the right to refuse."

How can there be any digression at this juncture?Zhang Jingshu had a bad feeling, so he interrupted directly, saying: "Let's talk about business. My request is very simple. If you release him, he will contact me when he returns to Beijing. As soon as tonight, you can get the information you want." of."

"It's really exciting." Yang Sheng folded the note in his hand and put it in his coat pocket, saying, "But...it's been three years late, and it's not too late."

As he spoke, he glanced at Jiang Xu who was out of the situation.

"As far as I know, Mr. Jiang is just your ex-boyfriend who has already broken up. It seems that you broke up because of cheating..."

"Aren't you fucking full!"

Jiang Xu almost turned his back in anger, he never thought that he would be exposed in front of Zhang Jingshu at this time!

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry, I didn't mean to target you."

Several subordinates restrained Jiang Xu who was about to jump in the first place. Yang Sheng still had a polite smile on his face, but he said: "Mr. The status of Mr. Jiang in your heart is not low, but you don't know what else you are willing to pay for Mr. Jiang's safety?"

"All I can give you now are these numbers."

Zhang Jingshu seemed to realize something, staring at Yang Sheng, said: "This price is already huge enough for me, no matter how much, I don't have it, and I can't afford it."

"Fuck! I've had enough of it!" Jiang Xu roared not to be outdone, "You're the leader, right? Tell me, how much is the thing you've thought so hard about worth? Make a price, Lao Tzu Never bargain!"

Jiang Xu yelled this out as a temptation.Zhang Jingshu didn't mention it all the time, he didn't dare to ask in detail, but he felt that this matter was not simple, and the other party's various means had obviously exceeded the scope of commercial secrets, and it would not be possible to make such a big fight for a few dollars. A clean, definitely a cost-effective thing, I'm afraid...

Seeing that the other party didn't answer at all, Jiang Xu's eyelids twitched, and his heart sank.

I'm afraid that what Zhang Jingshu will encounter is something that money can't solve.

"Mr. Zhang, don't underestimate yourself," Yang Sheng said, "Mr. Jiang, you are wrong. The value of Mr. Zhang cannot be measured by money."

"You want to go back on your word?" Zhang Jingshu asked.

"I only said that I would try my best to meet your requirements, and I didn't promise anything." Yang Sheng expressed his intentions in an appropriate tone: "With Mr. Jiang's ability, letting him go now is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain. You won't make trouble for us, so you can only wrong the two of you and continue to sit here as guests."

"Aren't you afraid to keep him in trouble?" Zhang Jingshu said coldly, "You guys should know better than me who he is. Do you think no one is looking for him these days when he lost contact?"

"It's precisely because of this..." Yang Sheng took a deep look at Zhang Jingshu and said, "We can only find a way to get Mr. Zhang to agree to cooperate as soon as possible."

The moment Yang Sheng finished speaking, Jiang Xu felt a numbness in his waist, and before he realized what happened, he fell backwards straight.

Zhang Jingshu's expression changed drastically. Before he could reach out his hand, someone blocked him. He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Xu, who was conscious, was carried to the wooden chair in the corner and tied up.

Jiang Xu didn't know what was electrifying him. In just a few seconds, even the tip of his tongue was numb, and he couldn't make any sound at all. Yang Sheng, the smiling tiger, finally showed his fangs.

"What exactly do you want?" Zhang Jingshu's face flashed a trace of panic, and he was no longer calm as before.

"I want the last 9 digits now." Yang Sheng said, "Besides that, there is one more thing I want to ask Mr. Zhang for help."

"What if I don't agree?"

"You will."

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