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Chapter 289 Don’t blame me for being too frank!

"robbery?"

Ye Guohuan shook his head when he heard this and said directly: "Sorry, Mr. Zheng, my brothers and I have saved some money in the past two years and are preparing to go back to the south to do some legitimate work. I will not get involved in this matter."

After saying that, he was about to put out his cigar and leave, but as soon as the cigarette butt reached the ashtray, Zheng Jirong held his hand firmly.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing this, Ye Guohuan's men in the room each stuffed one hand into their shoulder bag and pointed the bag at Zheng Jirong. It was not difficult to imagine what was in the bag.

"Boss Ye, don't get me wrong." Zheng Jirong looked at him and smiled calmly: "It's just that I think with your ability, you are overqualified to do a small business in the south."

He then raised his eyes to look at the younger brother behind Ye Guohuan, and raised the corner of his mouth and said, "How many years of cooking as a cook can you go back to your hometown to build a house, make money, drive a black truck, and move bricks on a construction site? How long does it take to return home in rich clothes?"

"I know you have done a lot in the past two years, but the money and gold you stole with your life will be reduced by at least half if you wash it! How much money can you get? What are you doing with this little money? ?”

"As long as you finish this big job on my hands, I guarantee that the money you will receive, Boss Ye, will not be less than 50 million!!!"

“And not only does this money not need to be laundered, it can be used just by grabbing it!!!”

"what?!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone at the table looked at Zheng Jirong in surprise. For these gangsters, the most troublesome thing when they usually rob jewelry stores or rob cash transport trucks is the sale and money laundering. Obviously, they robbed a total of More than tens of millions of jewels were sold, but the most you could get in the end was five million!

The five million Hong Kong dollars you get is only a few hundred thousand. The sad thing is that a few hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars can only buy a box of cigars from Guanxi.

After Ye Guohuan heard what he said, he raised his hand to signal his men to put down their guns. Although he didn't know what Zheng Jirong wanted to do, he didn't mind listening.

"Mr. Zheng," the professor touched his chin and raised his eyes and asked with a smile, "Aren't you going to rob the casino, are you? That old guy He Xin is not easy to mess with."

"Hahaha"

Zheng Jirong shook his head and smiled: "Although He Xin's casino has hundreds of millions in turnover every day, if so many people share it, such a small amount of money is not enough."

"Oh? It seems like it's really a big job." Ji Binxiong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Zheng, let's be honest. If the benefits are good, I will be the first to join."

Zheng Jirong nodded at him and smiled, then took out a thousand-dollar bill from his pocket and threw it on the table. When everyone was confused, he pointed at the banknote and said: "In Hong Kong Island, the circulation life of a thousand-dollar bill is eighteen months." .”

"Every eighteen months, a brand-new banknote will age significantly, while those that are too worn will be sent to the old banknote processing plant for shredding, and finally sent to the incinerator and burned."

"In just over half a month's time, a batch of old banknotes on Hong Kong Island will need to be sent to a processing plant for scrapping."

Having said this, he raised his arms on the table and watched everyone and slowly said: "The total denomination of that batch of old banknotes is as high as 200 million! And there were only two assault vehicles escorting them."

After hearing what he said, Ye Guohuan and others at the table suddenly began to breathe rapidly. Even Ji Binxiong, who seemed the calmest, couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly.

Two hundred million non-consecutive cash notes!

Seeing their excited expressions, Zheng Jirong raised the corner of his mouth and continued: "These are thousands of dollars in banknotes. Even if you don't have time to snatch up all the money-carrying cars, it will be worth tens of millions if you just carry a few boxes!"

"You can take this money and use it! By then, let alone luxury cars and mansions, even Miss Hong Kong will be able to throw money at her until she lies down!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Everyone in the room couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

"Oh my! Mr. Zheng is really smart. Speaking of which, since Mr. Zheng planned this matter, how will the money be divided?"

Fu Guang tilted his head wearing sunglasses and asked with a smile.

Zheng Jirong raised a finger when he heard this, "I don't want a penny. If you can snatch the two hundred million, it will all be yours!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent instantly. Fu Guang, who had asked the question before, had a slightly unkind expression on his face and said, "Mr. Zheng, are you kidding me?"

"I never joke."

Zheng Jirong looked at them and said seriously: "Not only do I not ask for money, I will even arrange an evacuation route for you!"

He clapped his hands, and Ah Miao, who had been guarding the door, came over and handed him a map. After Zheng Jirong spread it out for him, he pointed to the route around the old banknote processing plant and said: "The cash transport truck has been loaded at Standard Chartered HSBC. After the old banknote, we started from Central. There were too many people and many vehicles there, so it was not suitable for hands-on work. After the car passed through the tunnel from Hong Kong Island to Kowloon, the first stop was Tsim Sha Tsui, the second stop was Shatin, and finally the third stop. "

He pointed to the location of Tseung Kwan O on the map and said in a deep voice: "Except for a few factories, there are only a few connected public houses. The nearest police station is at least ten minutes' drive from here, and although there are roads here It’s not very convenient to drive but there are several small piers, so it can be said to be the best place to get started.”

"After you hijack the car, drive the truck to the public housing as soon as possible. My people will take you in to change your clothes and disguise yourself."

"Why do you need to disguise yourself? The pier is clearly not far from the road on the map. After we grab the money, we can just take a boat and run away!" Ji Binxiong frowned in confusion.

"Of course I have my own motive for doing this." Zheng Jirong pointed to a place on the map, "Do you know what this is? The Marine Police Branch in Kowloon! As soon as you start shooting, they will definitely block the waterway, and dozens of boats will be taken away. The assault boat is out, how will you leave then?!"

". Then we can't walk by water?" Ji Binxiong asked after being silent for a while.

"You can leave, but you have to follow my arrangements."

Zheng Jirong pointed to the public housing and said: "There are at least several thousand people living here. It can be said that it is a mixed bag of good and bad. I will send people here to pick up everyone. Not only will I arrange new identities and faces for you, but there will also be a car coming when the time comes. Send everyone to Saigon to board the smuggling ship."

"You guys should know Saigon Dasha. It doesn't matter if you don't know. This guy was disobedient a few days ago and my people chopped off one of his hands. He's pretty easy to recognize. When you see him, just say it was arranged by me." .”

"The reason why we chose public housing is because there are enough people inside. Even if something unexpected happens and the police surround you, they won't be able to trace you within a few hours."

"What should I say, do it or not?"

After Zheng Jirong finished speaking, he looked at everyone and smiled.

"Mr. Zheng, if you don't explain something clearly, I really don't dare to accept this deal." The professor exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at him and asked, "You arranged things so carefully, but in the end you didn't benefit at all. I can’t get it, why is that?”

"Haha", Zheng Jirong smiled, he looked down at the map on the table, and said viciously: "I don't care how much you earn, the only thing I care about is that I need you to sweep those gangs away. The face of the Royal Police! The more embarrassed they are, the happier I am!"

"Just for this?" Ye Guohuan asked confused.

"if not?"

Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said matter-of-factly: "The life of a rich person is actually very boring. I am worth billions and have countless beauties. I have hundreds of thousands of followers on Hong Kong Island. You have to risk your life to get what you want. It’s readily available to me.”

He then sighed: "So the way to have fun must be different from that of ordinary people."

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Ye Guohuan was speechless when he heard what he said. This bastard was so arrogant. He should have known better and wouldn't have asked.

"I've joined in this job, but there's one thing. Whether it's the public housing or Dasha's place, I have to arrange for people to go in in advance."

"Yes, me too."

"Our brothers also need to arrange for people to go in in advance."

Zheng Jirong nodded nonchalantly after hearing what they said. He knew that these guys wouldn't believe him so easily, but it didn't matter.

Huasheng Security Company is located in Tseung Kwan O. It's easy for these guys to get in, but it's hard to get out.

At that time, when the police are at their wits' end, his escort company will again

"But having said that, the money is only 200 million. I heard that Mr. Zheng, you are worth as much as 4 to 5 billion. If I kidnap you and blackmail you, hahaha, I always have a big mouth when I talk. , Mr. Zheng, don’t mind.”

Zheng Jirong smiled and replied: "If you dare to kidnap me, even if the Hong Kong government helps, I guarantee that you will not be able to leave Hong Kong Island! And"

He glanced at the people in the room and said disdainfully: "Don't blame me for being too frank. Just with your stinky sweet potatoes and rotten eggs, it's impossible for me to do anything in my life. I'll work hard on your promising career as a robber." career!"

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　To be honest, the writing is very contradictory, because if the content of the movie "The Big Incident" is written, as soon as it is reported, our book will definitely be finished.

　　

　

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