God-level Trader of Rebirth

Chapter 2

There was a dull chopping sound.

The third uncle yelled, rolled his eyes, and fainted on the spot.

Chen Weidong glanced at it.

The sharp blade almost wiped off Third Uncle's fingers, and chopped on the table.

"Boy, what do you want to say?"

The man in the suit exhaled a smoke ring, squinted his eyes, and stared at Chen Weidong.

From the moment he came in, he noticed that this young man was unusually calm, and even when he heard that his hand was about to be cut off, he still kept his face unchanged. This is not something ordinary people can do.

Or rather, it's not something a teenager can do.
"I paid him back the 300 million, but I need to give me a few days." Being stared at fiercely by the crowd, Chen Weidong said calmly.

"Hey, just you? Can you come up with 300 million?"

The bald man's tone was contemptuous, his face full of disbelief, would someone who can spend 300 million yuan live in such a crappy place?Isn't there no poor people in Xiangjiang?

"Okay, but what if you can't get it out in a few days?"

The man in the suit looked dignified. He only cared about whether he could get the money. As for who paid it, it didn't matter.

"Then what else? Both lives are entrusted to you." Chen Weidong shrugged and spread his hands, making it clear that he meant to be a rascal.

"Fuck you, young people, don't be too arrogant!"

Faced with a "hob meat" like Chen Weidong, the bald man couldn't help kicking the table. If everyone is like this, how can their gang collect debts?
Chen Weidong chuckled, his words of contempt overflowing.

Don't look at the underworld in Xiangjiang now, they will be 97 soon, how many days will these grasshoppers after autumn be able to jump around?
The third uncle lying on the table was already drenched and his legs were shaking constantly. He never thought that he would be so frightened by pretending to be dead.

In his opinion, Ah Wei's appearance is really young and ignorant.

Brother Xiong, nicknamed "The Bear with the Face", is a real person who doesn't talk too much, and a 14K "Military Advisor".

Not long ago, a man talked to him in the same way, but at night he was cut into hundreds with a knife and thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.

The scene was extremely "violent."

……

The man in the suit was silent for a moment, took a few puffs of cigarettes, tapped the table with his fingers, and said:

"At the end of the month, I will collect the bill."

After speaking, he took a meaningful look at Chen Weidong.

Turn away.

Obviously, this condition is acquiesced.

After a few breaths.

With the sound of footsteps in the corridor, it gradually faded away.

The third uncle hurriedly got up and asked:
"Awei, where did you get the 300 million yuan? Your parents are farming, and they only earn a few thousand yuan a year. Why don't we go back to the mainland?"

"If you can't leave, why not find a way to solve the 300 million yuan."

Hearing Uncle San's bad idea, Chen Weidong leaned on the sofa and sighed slightly. There are less than seven days until the end of the month, where can we get 300 million?

Running away is definitely not going to work.

If people dare to give you time, they are not afraid of you running away.

There must be someone watching around here, watching their every move.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, Chen Weidong felt a little bored, picked up the cigarette case casually, and took out a cigarette from it.

Seeing this, the third uncle hurriedly took out the lighter, and respectfully helped Chen Weidong light it.

Now he finally saw it.

This nephew of my own is really hiding something.

In such a critical situation just now, he can still calmly talk to "Brother Xiong" and others.

This is too strong.

Could it be that the previous cowardice was just pretending?

Chen Weidong didn't know the little Jiujiu in the third uncle's heart.

He took a deep breath, and kept recalling the big events that happened in 1996 in his mind.

As a reborn person, the "prophet" of this era, any event that can make the news means an opportunity.

When one day, rebirth becomes a reality, what can we grasp?

buy lottery tickets?
Don't think about it, it's not reliable at all. Do you think you can win if you buy that number?

Do you want to trade again?

No, this method will not work either.

Chen Weidong shook his head secretly, rejecting this idea.

Although I am very confident in my skills, it is impossible to earn 300 million in a few days.

Because he lacks the most important thing now, the principal.

Time, money, the two are closely related.

People don't get rich out of thin air, unless they go to robbery.

"Huh~"

"robbery?!"

Chen Weidong suddenly thought of something, stood up abruptly, and shouted:

"Third Uncle! Do you know Zhang Ziqiang?!"

The third uncle, who was flustered and anxiously walking, was taken aback by Chen Weidong's actions.

He asked blankly, "What Zhang Ziqiang?"

"It's that Zhang Ziqiang who robbed several trucks!"

After Chen Weidong's reminder, the third uncle finally remembered this person.

The name Zhang Ziqiang is a household name in Xiangjiang.

As early as a few years ago, the ruthless people who dared to rob the truck.

A full 1 million Hong Kong dollars.

He was later arrested and hired a gold medal lawyer to defend him.

The most outrageous thing is that he even won.

The court acquitted him on the grounds of insufficient evidence.

Not only that, but Zhang Ziqiang turned around and falsely accused others of framing him.

In the end, it ended with the Hong Kong government paying Zhang Ziqiang 800 million Hong Kong dollars in compensation.

"But, what does this have to do with us?" Third Uncle wondered.

Chen Weidong leaned into his ear and said, "According to the news, Zhang Ziqiang."

we just have to...

like this
can.
"What?! Can this work?"

The third uncle's eyes widened, he couldn't believe it, he didn't know where Ah Wei got the news.

"It's okay, it's okay, this is the fastest way to make money at present." Chen Weidong snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and said in a deep voice.

May 1996, 5, afternoon.

A limousine departs from Xiangjiang Central and heads for Deep Water Bay.

When the car drove to Shoucheng Mountain Road, it was suddenly blocked by several vans.

In an instant, seven or eight robbers armed with AK47 rushed out of the car and violently forced the people in the car to get out of the car.

Because the car is equipped with bulletproof glass, bullets cannot break the window.

Under the stalemate, the leader of the kidnappers had to take out high explosives and put them on the roof of the car.

The driver was afraid that his employer would be injured, so he was forced to open the car door.
a few hours later.

The super rich man in Xiangjiang, Lin Jiacheng received a call in his mansion halfway up the mountain.

The other end of the phone said Lin Zeju, Lin's eldest son, was kidnapped and the ransom demanded was 20 billion Hong Kong dollars.

"Money is not an issue, I'll arrange it right away, but I'm asking for an interview with you."

Facing the kidnapper's blackmail, the calm and calm Lin Jiacheng made his request.

then.

A century-old negotiation quietly unfolded in the Lin family mansion
bell bell~
Just as Lin Jiacheng was anxiously waiting for Zhang Ziqiang to come to his house, the phone in the living room rang again.

"Hello, Brother Cheng?"

Lin: "I'm Lin Jiacheng, who are you?"

"I know about Young Master Ling being kidnapped, and..."

Hearing the voice from the microphone, Lin Jiacheng was startled. How could anyone else know about his son's kidnapping?And how could the other party know his home phone number?

As soon as the incident happened, he arranged for the housekeeper to block the news.

They didn't call the police, and didn't even tell the family when they asked. They only explained that their son was on a business trip.

Lin: "This...can you go further?"

"I'm right at your door."

Lin: "I'll ask someone to pick you up right away."

After a few minutes.

A childish young man stepped in and said with a smile:

"Brother Cheng, I have admired your name for a long time."

Lin Jiacheng was very surprised, he didn't expect the person on the phone to be so young!

Years of self-restraint did not make him despise the other party because of this, but hurriedly said: "Young man, to make a long story short, Zhang Ziqiang is coming soon."

"Brother Cheng, don't worry, we've already..."

Chen Weidong sat down on the sofa in the living room, and briefly told Lin Jiacheng about their plans.

Although there are certain risks, you must know that even if Zhang Ziqiang is given a ransom, the other party may not keep his promise to release him.

After a few minutes of struggling and thinking, Lin Jiacheng finally nodded slowly and reluctantly agreed to the plan.

(End of this chapter)