The Evil God is Invincible

Seeing Li Zhicheng's smile, Huang Fuhai's first feeling was: This old man is also crazy!

Followed the maid arranged by Li Zhicheng into the guest room, Huang Fuhai also followed Li Jun's room, saw Li Jun really touched the snow-white pillow, took off his shoes and lay on the bed, Huang Fuhai opened his mouth and swallowed what he wanted to say .

What's the matter, just say what you want to say. Li Jun said with his eyes closed.

Boss, are we really here to pick up the house and sleep? Huang Fuhai let out a long breath, it would be really hard if he didn't say these words in his heart.

Li Jun rolled his eyes: How nice this house is, why aren't you sleepy? Go to your room and take a nap for a while, and let's have another meal when breakfast is ready.

Well, asking is tantamount to asking in vain, even worse than just now. After hearing Li Jun's words, Huang Fuhai felt even more panicked. However, looking at Li Jun lying on the bed with his eyes closed and dozing, Huang Fuhai shook his head, finally stopped asking any more questions, turned around and walked out, and had to gently close Li Jun's room door before leaving.

I don't know if the Li family doesn't have such a big pot, and a few more people can't cook so much food. I still think that Li Jun just said that he didn't sleep all night and wanted Li Jun to sleep a little longer. It was past nine in the morning. Li Zhicheng sat on the sofa patiently and waited until Li Jun finished washing up, then smiled and led Li Jun and others to the restaurant.

I don't know what's going on. I haven't learned those Western-style foreign things. I always feel that fried dough sticks and soy milk are the best. This morning's breakfast is fried dough sticks and soy milk. I don't know if it suits Mr. Li's taste? Sitting in the dining room Waiting for the maid to serve breakfast, Li Zhicheng asked with a smile.

Li Jun smiled: I, like you, grew up drinking millet rice. Butter bread always feels like a snack. Your deep-fried dough sticks are really good, even more authentic than those sold outside. Li Jun As Jun said, he reached out and touched a fried dough stick, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

Haha... as long as Mr. Li likes it. Seeing Li Jun reach out to grab the fried dough sticks, Li Zhicheng was obviously stunned for a moment, put down his chopsticks, and picked up one with his hand: I used to eat like this when I was young. I had to suck my fingers for a long time. At that time, I felt that being able to eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk every day in this life was the greatest happiness. Haha, the world has gone through a lot of vicissitudes, who would have thought how much fried dough sticks and soy milk I want to eat now!

Hearing what he said, Li Jun couldn't help remembering that Qian was a joke he saw on the Internet.

It is said that two poor men sat in front of the breakfast stall in heavy snow and watched others eat fried dough sticks and drink soy milk with envy. One poor man said to the other poor man: Damn it, when I get rich, I will definitely invite you to come here to eat fried dough sticks. Drink soy milk.

Another poor man glared at him and said, I'm worthless. When I have money, not only will I treat you every day, but I will also ask for two bowls to eat by myself. I will drink one bowl and watch the other. I am so envious of those who can't eat deep-fried dough sticks or drink To the bastard of soy milk.

Hearing Li Jun's joke, Li Zhicheng did not laugh, but sighed deeply: Oh, in this world, no matter what time it is, there are always some people who still can't eat fried dough sticks or drink soy milk. Over the years, I donated With a lot of money, many schools and orphanages have been built, but there are still so many people who cannot go to school, have no food and no place to live. Even those kidnappers must have their own difficulties, otherwise they would not Will take a risk...

Li Jun waved his hand: Mr. Li, what you said is wrong. If it's like this, if you don't have food to eat, you grab other people's jobs, and if you don't have money to spend, you grab other people's wallets. Isn't this world in chaos? You are donating No matter how much, the strength of relying on one person is limited after all. Only when everyone saves himself, supports himself, and strengthens himself, can he completely get rid of poverty. Those kidnappers are even more unworthy of sympathy. If my guess is right, you will be able to Seeing their domineering arrogance soaring to the sky with my own eyes, it can be regarded as lawlessness to the extreme...

As soon as Li Jun's words fell, he heard a commotion outside the door. Several maids waiting outside the door were so frightened that they ran in. Li Zhicheng just asked: What's the matter, the sky is falling? Is it okay? The two security guards guarding the courtyard gate and one of Li Zhicheng's bodyguards retreated nervously.

In front of them, a young man in his twenties, wearing a black shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes, followed closely behind.

The man had a fair complexion, thick eyebrows and big eyes, about 1.75 meters tall, with a body that was neither fat nor thin, with parted black hair. He looked very refined and refined, like a clerk in Li Zhicheng's company.

You are... Li Zhicheng saw that these people in his family seemed to be afraid of this young man, so he knew that things would definitely not be as simple as he seemed. He stood up, took two steps forward and asked with a smile road.

The man looked inside the restaurant and said with a smile, There are quite a few guests at Mr. Li's house. I wonder if these people are the police or bodyguards invited by Mr. Li? I am the kidnapper who kidnapped your son. Now I It’s here to get the two billion yuan ransom.”

Hearing that he claimed to be the kidnapper, Li Zhicheng glanced at him in surprise, with the expression on his face unchanged, and said with a smile: Have you eaten yet, please come and sit first, and if you haven't eaten, can we have some together?

The man cast a cold glance at Huang Fuhai in the restaurant, and said with a smile, Who am I? So it's Manager Huang from Hecheng? He sat down at the dining table: I'm done eating, you go on, let's talk while eating.

He turned his head to look at Huang Fuhai and said with a smile: Manager Huang, brother and you don't interfere with the rain, we each do our own business, and we haven't broken the rules of brothers on the road. You don't mean to stand up for Boss Li, do you?

Because Li Jun has not spoken, how dare Huang Fuhai express his opinion so easily? But when someone asked me about it, I couldn't say anything, and it was hard to say something, so I had to say flatly: If you have something to talk to, please talk to Boss Li.

The man turned around with a smile, looked at Li Zhicheng and asked, Boss Li, I wonder if the two billion yuan in cash I asked you to prepare is ready?

Li Zhicheng also put away his smile, and said seriously: My business is not small, and I do have some money. However, you should understand that if you take out two billion yuan in cash all at once, there is no way in such a short period of time. There is a way to do it, even if it is like borrowing money from a bank, if it is not mobilized from the outside world, even the banks in all of Hong Kong will not have so much banknotes, and you are obviously making things difficult for others.”

The man's eyes immediately became sharp, and he said with a sneer, I've heard that Boss Li is quick-witted, decisive, and full of courage. The rumors are true when I saw him today. Does Boss Li want me to go back and tear up the ticket, or does he want to kill me? Exchange this rotten life with your son? As he spoke, he tore open the buttons of his jacket with a snap, revealing a circle of explosives tied around his waist. The maids who had hid in the restaurant immediately screamed.

Li Zhicheng frowned, glanced at Li Jun, saw him watching the young man perform without speaking with a smile, and said in a low voice: In such a short period of time, I can only raise one billion yuan in cash. If you think If you can, you can take it away immediately.

The young man looked at Li Zhicheng and pondered for a moment, then said decisively: For the sake of Boss Li's straightforwardness, we have made a deal. I still have a deal. You have to send a car to take me and Qian away safely.

Li Zhicheng immediately asked: Then, how can I know that you will really release him after you get the money?

The young man smiled: When the car returns, your son will come back with him. However, if I can't get to where I want to go safely, you may not see your son. You should understand, You have no bargaining capital.

If that's the case, after you get the money, you have to bring my son's friends back at the same time. They are all holding his son's ties...

Boss Li, do you think I'm such a fool? It's good that your son and those people are good friends, but those people's families are worse than yours, Boss Li. It shouldn't be a problem to spend three to five million yuan. Right? Do you think I'll put them back so easily? The young man would return with a smile and say, Boss Li, hurry up and prepare the money, I'm still in a hurry to catch up with the next one.

Well, I had someone put the money in last night. Do you want to pour out all the money and have a look? Li Zhicheng stood up and asked.

The man waved his hand coolly: There's no need for that. I'll have a way to check it when I go back. If you lose even one penny, you won't be able to see your son. Why should I bother?

Li Zhicheng nodded, and said to the bodyguard standing behind him: Okay, let's start loading the car.

Seeing Li Zhicheng leading the man out of the restaurant, Li Jun didn't say a word. Huang Fuhai stood behind him, even though he was full of doubts, he didn't ask any more questions this time even if he suffocated.

Now, he was just secretly surprised in his heart: How did the boss know that the kidnappers would come to Li Zhicheng's house this morning? Should this matter be...

Uh, Huang Fuhai patted his beating heart, feeling terrified at this thought.

In the yard, a milky white light truck was parked quietly in front of the villa building, and Li Zhicheng's two bodyguards were directing a dozen men ### to carry the money canvas bag onto the vehicle. One billion Hong Kong dollars in cash, packed in 20 large bags, basically filled the compartment.

Seeing that all the money was loaded into the car, the man looked around the crowd, and finally fixed his gaze on Huang Fuhai: Manager Huang, let me borrow your servant, that kid can drive, right? As he spoke, his outstretched finger happened to be on Li Jun's body.

I just came back from the place where I was renovating the house, so I uploaded it a little late today, no wonder.