Merry and immortal mixed officialdom

Half an hour later, Jiang Hai's father, Jiang Youtu, called from across the ocean.

"You little beast, you can't live in France."

"Dad, they framed me and set a trap, help me, help me, find the boss of Xiangmen Island, he is not very good, let him help me." Jiang Hai knew that when he arrived in France, he Dad is a fart, now he has to find someone who is a good guy in the road, even a good guy in France.

"I've looked for it. Boss Li checked it for me. Do you know who messed with you? It's the No. [-] gangster in Paris, France, Hellfire. It's a famous gangster in the world. Forget it. You attempted to rape. There is a video To testify, the lawyer said, just based on this video, plus you are Chinese, and the raper is a local starlet, you will have to sit for at least ten years, and you will definitely lose the case.”

"Dad, I don't want to go to jail, save me, save me."

"You beast, hey." Jiang Youtu was also in a state of confusion: "They made a condition, one billion euros, one billion euros, and they are willing to privately. I won't sue you, one billion."

"Dad, I am your son."

"My factory sold for less than one billion yuan."

"I am your son, the only son."

The father and son cried one on the phone and called the other.

"I want France to go to jail, I'm dead, the French are all perverts, dad, save me." Jiang Hai knows the tricks in the prison, it's too disgusting and too changeable, not to mention that he offended the gangsters in Paris , It is not bad if you can live for three days after entering.

Jiang Youtu didn't know.

"Don't worry, I'll ask Boss Li to do some work, and I will rescue you as soon as possible, and I will let you go back to China." At this moment, Jiang Youtu regretted letting Jiang Hai go abroad.

"Thank you dad, thank you dad, hurry up dad, I live like a year, those French blacks are terrible."

Jiang Hai is still locked up in the French police station, and among the black French people locked up with him, someone is already pointing at his buttocks and secretly laughing, Jiang Hai is not afraid.

Jiang Youtu hurriedly contacted Boss Li of Xiangmen Island and asked him to do the job of making Hellfire. Everyone is a gangster, so there is always a connection.

After a while, Boss Li called back.

"Mr. Jiang, I've made it clear that the other party's biggest bottom line is [-] million euros, or the equivalent in Chinese currency."

"40 million? That's more than [-] billion Chinese dollars. How much is my whole factory worth? This is what made me bankrupt." Jiang Youtu's cement factory is well-known in several provinces around, but when rich, It means that he owes the bank a lot of money.

These days, the bigger the domestic boss is, the more money he owes the bank.

He still owes the bank 40 to [-] million yuan, and the estimated value of the entire cement plant is more than [-] billion yuan.

If he had to pay for it, he would go back to before liberation overnight.

"Hey, I also tried my best. The other party is very disrespectful and let out the wind. Once convicted, Jiang Hai will spend the most painful ten days of his life in prison."

When "Grass" Jiang Youtu heard this, he was angry and scared. The most painful ten days?Hearing this, the blood in his heart was about to drip.

"And---" Li Laofan shook his head and sighed: "The other party also said that it is not ruled out that they will send people to China to settle accounts with you in the future."

"It's too embarrassing to bully." Jiang Youtu jumped up, trembling with anger.

It's okay to set up a trick to harm my son, and even think of bullying me at home.

But, I can't really bully them.

Thinking that he was a famous gangster in Paris and even France, Jiang Youtu was far more afraid than angry.

Jiang Youtu discovered for the first time that life is either rich or the boss.

In the past, when I was a wealthy person, I always felt that no one would pay attention to it, but today, when things came to an end, I realized that sometimes, great strength is more important than wealth.

As for Jiang Shen, that little bastard, he was a bastard, and he dared to fight against me. Money is useful, power and strength are the most important.

He knew it too late, and there was nothing he could do now.

"Boss Li, there is still room."

"There's no room left. We're not familiar with that side either. We asked the French Chinese community to transfer it for us. What are you going to do?" Do you want to abandon your son and preserve the company, or abandon the enterprise and preserve your son?

One side is the enterprise, the other side is the flesh and blood.

Jiang Youtu let out a long sigh, tears streaming down his face: "What else can I do, of course it is to protect my son."

If the company is gone, I can start over. If my son is gone, who will see me in the future?

But things are not that simple, even if he wants to sell the company to raise money, it is not easy.

His cement factory is very large, and the government of Yexing District also strongly supports it. If it is doing well, it will suddenly be sold, let alone whether anyone can afford it, and the government may not necessarily agree.

How to do?

Jiang Youtu wanted to try to borrow [-] million euros from the bank first.

But the amount was too large, and Jiang Youtu couldn't tell what the money was for. No bank would dare to lend him a loan, and even if there were, it would take countless meetings before a decision would be made. There is not so much time for him in France.

At this time, Chen Bopi called.

"Old Jiang, what's going on, I heard that you borrow money everywhere, isn't your cement factory doing well?"

"Mr. Chen, it's hard to explain in one word." Jiang Youtu was crying when he saw people crying, so he told about his son.

"Now the other party is asking for [-] million euros, and I will go there to find so much money."

"What, so many? This is robbery."

"That's right, Old Chen, can I borrow some?" Jiang Youtu immediately agreed.

"Mr. Jiang," Chen Bopi heard that he was called Lao Chen, and immediately changed his name to Mr. Jiang. We are not so familiar: "You don't know my background, I can't even scrape together 1000 million euros in cash----but ---"

"But what?"

"However, I know a boss who is from China. He is very rich. He seems to be the second generation of officials. He is a little interested in business. Would you like to ask for help?"

"Borrow or buy?" Jiang Youtu was a little confused.

"That's up to you to talk about it yourself and see if he is willing to borrow it."

"Call me." Jiang Youtu is now a dead horse doctor, doing everything for his son.

After a while, Jiang Youtu got through to the other party's phone. The voice sounded like a young man in his 30s. If he knew that this person was a former gangster in the East District, he would probably vomit blood to death.

"I heard what Xiao Chen said." Brother Chest Mao's tone was very arrogant, he spoke to Xiao Chen, and closed his mouth to Xiao Chen: "Your cement factory is a bit famous, but this thing is risky. I want to do business, but I want to do steel even more. factory."

"Boss Mao, that's outdated. Now the steel industry is bleak. Several steel factories in the east of our city have broken down. Now the property market is booming and cement is booming. Cement is king. If there is no accident at my house, I will contribute money?"

"That's it." The chest hair seemed a little moved.

"[-] million euros, I can get it in cash, from Europe and France, but I don't know anything about cement?"

"Lend me, count as you lending me, you tell me the interest, and I can pay you back up to ten."

"Ten years? I'll copy it, what's wrong with [-] million euros, how much will I lose if I lend it to you for ten years."

But at this moment, Jiang Youtu was dizzy and didn't think about it.

"It's impossible to borrow, there are too many, how about this, transfer 80.00% of your group's shares to me, and you will make money in the future, and then buy it back little by little."

This is selling the company, which is tantamount to selling his cement factory.

But fortunately, the other party only needs 80.00%.

However, besides cement factories, Jiang Youtu also operates real estate and hotels, and the group has many subsidiaries.

He could see that the other party wanted his company.

I always feel that this is a trap, and it is all about designing my company, but I just don't have any strength to fight back.

Jiang Youtu was filled with grief, and argued with Brother Chest Mao a few more times, and finally Chest Mao was furious, and wanted to hang up the phone: "Forget it, I have [-] million euros in my hand, and there is no money to be made there, and it was wrong for me to help you. "

"No, Boss Mao, okay, 80.00% is eighty." Jiang Youtu didn't choose.

In the whole world, only Boss Mao can save his son.

80.00 million euros, sold [-]% of the group's shares.

No, I'm going to be listed, Jiang Youtu hung up the phone, tears streaming down his face.

But in France at this time, Chen Bopi and Biaobao both shook their heads and sighed.

You dare to owe money to Brother Gentleman.

The exploding bid had already sworn in an instant that even if it only owed Jiang Shen a dime in the future, it would be repaid immediately.

No one owes money to Jiang Shen.

Of course, what Jiang Shen got was not [-] million euros.

This one was done by Hellfire, and according to the agreement, Jiang Shen only took the [-] million euros he gave when he asked, and Hellfire took [-] million.

This was the way it should have ended.

However, things didn't end there.

The Hellfire member in charge of handling this matter told Little Jamie, and Little Jamie shook his head when he heard this.

Who is little Jamie?

Little Jamie's father, Old Jamie is the boss of Hellfire, the most powerful figure in the underground of Paris.

He's been chasing Mi Nair recently, but it's a bit difficult, and he's in a bad mood.

Hearing that someone under his command got [-] million euros from a young man in Huaguo, he felt a little better.

But later I heard that [-] million of them will be given to another Chinese man, because that Chinese man came up with the idea.

How can this work? We are the ones who handle things from the beginning to the end. We also need to manage celebrities and police stations. It costs [-] million if you move your mouth.

"Give him 100 million." Little Jamie said this.

After a long time, he still regretted thinking of this sentence, because of this sentence, he lost [-] million euros.

"This--" His subordinates listened, and their heads got a little big: "Brother Jamie, this matter was led by Misrang, and I heard that the other party is also a very powerful person in Huaguo--"

It's fine if he doesn't talk about being awesome, but when he hears about being awesome, little Jamie is even more upset.

In Paris, is there anyone better than me?I'm about to run for the Nether Councilor, and Miner of the province says I'm not good enough for her.

But he knew that Misran's company controlled the global gambling and had connections with gangsters all over the world, so it couldn't be offended.

However, both sides are good friends. Could it be that they will fight against us for the sake of Hua people?

"You just say what I said, 100 million, to give Misrang face, does he want to help the Chinese people?" Little Jamie still didn't believe that Misrang would help the Chinese people at this time.

Think about it, little brother, yes, we are all French, and Misran has no reason to help the Chinese.

So he called a younger brother under Misrang.

"Our Brother Jamie said that we can only give 100 million to the Chinese people, and you have to pay 900 million."

The two parties had originally agreed that Jiang Shen would release the people when he got the company's shares in China, and then asked Misrang's company to contribute money to Hellfire. In this way, all three parties would benefit, and only the Jiang family would be unlucky.

But as soon as the call came, Misran's face changed.

Nima, don't cause trouble again, we just settled the plague god, do you want to pay [-] million?

However, Misrang thought about it and smiled secretly.