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Chapter 109 Bold Plan
"How is the money prepared? I can wait, but the brothers behind me can't wait." Scar held a boning knife in his hand, and pressed the tip of the knife against his fingertips to make circles on the table.

The phone was turned on speakerphone, and a group of younger brothers around Scarface surrounded him in the middle, listening to the conversation between the two with their ears pricked up, and a few people took the lead in coaxing from time to time.

"That's right, boss! We have old and young, and we usually play cards with the croupier, but we don't even have a penny on hand."

"That's right! There is no one who asks people to do things without paying."

Hou Cuicui covered the phone with her right palm, for fear that the voice on the other end of the phone would be heard by outsiders.

She bit her lip, a little unwilling, but they are just a group of local hooligans, when will they dare to come to threaten her?

"You want to get money before you even finish the job? There is no such reason in the world."

Scar's face paled, and he stabbed the boning knife in his hand to the edge of the table below him, making a crisp sound.

"You said this, but it chilled the hearts of the brothers." Scarface stopped hiding and threatened directly, "Of course we have achieved results, and we have done the facts, otherwise it would be impossible to come to you to ask for help." money?"

"Besides, you still have something in our hands. We just came here to urge you."

Hou Cuicui was so angry that she tensed up and argued with Scarface in a low voice: "You guys are deceiving people too much! First it was 50, then it was 80, and now the price has directly increased to 120 million!"

"Believe it or not, I don't have that much money anyway."

Scarface snorted coldly, and winked at the younger brother beside him.

The younger brother immediately took out the speech script that the cultural person had already written from his pocket, and asked the elder brother to read it according to it.

"First, we are not professional spies. If you insist on us inquiring about intelligence, we have done things beyond our professional capabilities. Of course, we will need extra money."

As Scarface read it, he thought about it separately. He is worthy of being a cultural person, but he is particular about it. There are first and second rules for deception. If he just rushed in with his head and started doing it.

"Second, the task is difficult. There is a man next to the target task, and his driving skills are very good. Even our professional driver failed to catch up with that car."

"Third, the task is very risky, and the backing of the target task is very strong. If the CEO of a well-known listed company is found out, he will be imprisoned at least, or disappear immediately at worst."

Hou Cuicui squatted in the bathroom, bargaining anxiously with Scarface.

"I really don't have 120 million, please lower it for me, or everyone will have a hard time."

"Who are you fooling? Your husband's family has a big business, and he can't even get 120 million?"

Hou Cuicui felt bitter in his heart, Shen Baicheng, that ghostly old thing, his own family has a big business, but he has nothing to do with her, Hou Cuicui, if it wasn't for her having a lover to help her, even the once-a-month beauty injections would be almost gone Can't afford it.

"How about this, I'll give you three days, you collect half of the price, and put it in Chunhua Park."

Just as Hou Cuicui wanted to discuss a few more words with him, the phone was hung up abruptly, leaving only the busy tone.

She leaned her head against the wall beside her weakly, thinking about how to get the 60 yuan out.

Originally, she just wanted to find the person who secretly sent the photos, and she specifically told them to shift their attention to Shen Yao first. Unexpectedly, because of a disaster, her 80 debt suddenly became 120 million.

It's just that she only has 50 yuan in her hand now, let alone three days, even if she is given another three weeks, she may not be able to get together another 10 yuan.

"Mom! I want to play with toys!" The bathroom door was knocked suddenly, Hou Cuicui hurriedly turned around, washed her hands next to the faucet, and then took her son into her arms.

She put a smile on her face again, squatted down and asked, "What toy does the baby want to play with? Mom can play with you."

"Stethoscope! I'm going to be a doctor in the future!"

Hou Cuicui followed her son's movements and watched him gesture with a stethoscope on her chest, and suddenly a bold plan took shape in her mind.

She leaned down, pulled her son to a place where no one was around, and whispered in his ear, "Will the baby play a game with mother?"

Seeing her son nodding, Hou Cuicui put her heart into her stomach a little bit, and then said to him: "This time, you need to act as a patient. I want to see how good your acting skills are. If you can If you pretended to be sick and lied to Dad, then you are the best little actor in the world! Mom will be proud of you!"

Shen Baicheng has always been very pampering to her for his son's face. If his son is sick, let alone 10 yuan, even if it is 50 or 100 million, Shen Baicheng will keep throwing money down.

I just hope that her son is good enough to fool Shen Baicheng.

Hou Cuicui was worried, but for the sake of her own arrears, she forced herself to play the game with her son, and explained the rules of the game to her son again.

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The heating in the office was dizzyingly turned on, Shen Baicheng loosened the neckline in front of him a little, and was about to go outside to ventilate, when the mobile phone on the table rang.

Shen Baicheng frowned when he saw the list of incoming calls. Most of her calls were about the rotten sesame seeds of Chen Guzi. It was nothing more than the fact that someone's wife had a new bag, and whose husband bought a new lover outside. Sweep out
Now he has a shortfall of about 100 million in the project he has handled. It is the time when he is in a state of distress. If he can't pay back the capital now, he has to use his own money to raise it, and he must also beware of follow-up risks.

He raised his hand to hang up Hou Cuicui's phone, and within three seconds, her call came in again with perseverance.

"What are you doing? I'm in the company and I'm busy."

"Old Shen, go home and have a look, our son seems to be sick, and he doesn't want to go to the hospital yet!"

Hou Cuicui's anxious voice reached Shen Baicheng's ears. Hearing that something happened to the son he was thinking about, Shen Baicheng's sleepiness was instantly swept away.

He grabbed the clothes on the back of the chair and rushed home. On the other side, he asked Hou Cuicui: "What are you doing? What do you think of the child? Did you go to the hospital?"

"No, my son is crying and fussing, but he just doesn't want to go to the hospital. Now he is asking a private doctor to stay at home."

Private Doctors?

Shen Baicheng frowned. It doesn't matter if it's a private doctor. His son's illness can be directly taken care of by a special person, and he doesn't have to go to the hospital to smell the smell of disinfectant.

He still warned with a little worry: "Our son must not think about saving money. The doctor will only hire the most expensive one. Don't be greedy for petty gains."

(End of this chapter)