The boss treats me as a brother

Chapter 229 There are flaws on the wine bottle!
Jing Chen said slowly, "I want the original manuscript of the new weapon in your hand."

The little tyrannosaurus immediately struggled, "No way!"

Jing Xin: "Death or weapons?"

The little tyrannosaurus felt something cold against the back of his head, and the sound of a bullet being loaded could be heard in his ear.

He panicked, pretending to be calm, "Then what are you going to trade with me?"

Jing Chen thought for a while, and remembered that there was still a bottle of red wine lying in his trunk, so he asked someone to fetch it.

The little tyrannosaur almost vomited blood when he heard the words.

His WY740 cost [-] million yuan to buy, but this man wanted to exchange it for a bottle of wine worth tens of thousands of dollars!

Isn't this Ming Qiang!

Jing Xin: "Not convinced?"

The little tyrannosaurus stared at him bitterly, but didn't speak.

Jing Xin: "I'll settle an account for you and agree to a deal. We'll get the original weapon, and you'll get a bottle of good wine. Everyone gets what they need."

The little tyrannosaurus almost roared, gods get what they want, he doesn't need that bottle of red wine at all!
But Jing Xin's sullen voice came from beside his ear, "It doesn't matter if you don't agree, as long as we inherit your inheritance, the weapons will still be ours!"

The little tyrannosaurus trembled, inheriting the inheritance?
Even if you talk about killing people and stealing goods so high, it still can't change the nature of robbers in this group of people!

Having just been beaten by the society, Little Tyrannosaurus didn't want to die, so he had to compromise and obediently hand over the design drawings he bought with 2 million.

Jing Xin looked at the transaction records. On the social software, the information of the person who sold the design of the Tyrannosaurus Rex is all empty, the profile picture is blank, and the nickname is a long string of numbers 8.

Jing Xin had a headache when he saw this number recently. He carefully handed it to Master Chen for a look. Sure enough, the man's handsome face was even more unsightly.

The hacker who assisted MJ Nei Ying in destroying Lord Lichen's plan a moment ago is also called 8.

Jing Xin feels that they have clashed with the number 8 in the past year.

Jing Chen stood up and walked slowly in front of the little tyrannosaurus, "Have you seen this person who sells the design drawings?"

The little tyrannosaurus looked soulless, and said lazily, "No, this is my father's connection, and the other party is a gun master."

Jing Xin: "Master Chen, this is not the same person as Hacker 8, is it?"

Little Tyrannosaurus retorted: "How could it be? Hacker 8 is very cold. Even if the price is sky-high, it would be even more difficult to ask him to make a move. But this gun master is different. Obviously, he only needs a design drawing of [-] million yuan. It’s because he hacked me [-] million yuan. My dad used to call him Brother Fa Cai.”

Jing Xin looked at the long string of 8s again, um, isn't this just Fafafafafafa...

How much this man loves money.

Jing Chen didn't want to listen to the little tyrannosaur's nonsense anymore, so he took the original design drawing and got up and left, leaving the little tyrannosaurus looking at the five-figure bottle of red wine, feeling sad.

The little tyrannosaurus wanted to smash the red wine in his hand, but when he thought that it was exchanged for 2 million yuan, he finally couldn't let it go. He gritted his teeth and picked up the wine bottle and looked at it, wow!There are blemishes on the bottle!

After leaving the tyrannosaur's lair, Jing Xin asked, "Master Chen, where are we going now?"

Jing Chen said with a cold handsome face, "Go back to Yeshan."

The matter with Tyrannosaurus was resolved, and MJ's internal staff also ran away, and it was meaningless to stay in country A any longer. He planned to see how Jing Yan was doing, and prepared to return home.

At this moment, outside the Yeshan Hospital, NO.10 has already returned to the car.

Tong Zhuo took out the chip and looked out of the car window, almost all the people following him had withdrawn.

She pushed open the door, "Let's go, they will never think that we will break into the hospital at this time."

Ning Que chuckled, "You still have more eyes."

(End of this chapter)