"Since that's the case, why don't you transfer the money quickly!"

Lin Qingtong looked at him and smiled, "Then you have to give me your account too."

The other party quickly sent the account number to Lin Qingtong, who immediately began transferring 1.5 billion yuan.

Upon seeing the 1.5 billion yuan deposited into his account, the bearded man was initially excited, but then frowned in displeasure.

"No, there are twenty of us in total, how come we only have 1.5 billion? Logically, each of us should have 200 million. What do you mean by this?"

Lin Qingtong wasn't afraid at all; instead, she answered with a smile.

"Pay me a deposit first, and I'll transfer the rest of the money to you after you release me. Otherwise, what if you take the money and go after Lin Jiaorui?"

"Wouldn't I be unable to explain myself?"

After Lin Qingtong said this, the bearded man's eyes flashed, as if he wanted to devour someone.

Lin Qingtong still smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes as she answered, "Think about it?"

She shook her phone, and there it was—several hundred million yuan in savings.

The bearded man had already received 1.5 billion, and with the remaining money right in front of him, he was unwilling to let it go, so he gritted his teeth and spoke.

"If I let you go, you'd better transfer the money right away. Otherwise, we'll help you even more."

"Anyway, if we can tie you up once, we can tie you up a second time."

Lin Qingtong answered directly and decisively: "I naturally believe in your abilities. I will transfer the remaining money to your account as agreed, but I have one request."

Her smile deepened, and a wicked glint appeared in her eyes.

Those burly men felt a chill run down their spines, as if Lin Qingtong was about to see right through them.

With a huge sum of money right in front of them, they could make this money and then completely leave the industry, never having to worry about food or clothing again.

With that in mind, they quickly discussed it and readily agreed.

But then, Lin Qingtong said something.

Those people raised their eyebrows and looked at her with strange eyes, as if they were looking at a fool.

Lin Qingtong simply smiled and asked, "Are you willing? If not, I'll find someone else."

The bearded man was the first to disagree, but quickly agreed.

“I agree, and my brother will definitely agree too, but that’s a different price.”

As the typhoon gradually intensified its destructive power, many streetlights were blown down, and the streets were almost deserted, with only fallen leaves and signs of devastation scattered on the ground.

Lin Qingtong's gaze fell on the direction outside the window, suddenly becoming more profound.

Although she has already transferred the money to the other party, she will definitely try to get it back later.

At that time, they would certainly not hesitate to turn against themselves.

Now that they're here, it's not easy for me to contact them.

Just as she was lost in thought, a cell phone rang urgently.

Lin Qingtong glanced at the call and realized it was from Shen Tinghe.

As soon as the call connected, Shen Tinghe's calm voice rang out.

"Mr. Lin, it's a typhoon night. Where are you? I have a contract confirmation letter for you."

"Once this contract is confirmed, a billion will be deposited into the account."

The company will then reach new heights.

Upon hearing Shen Tinghe's familiar voice, Lin Qingtong immediately understood what she meant, and her eyes flickered slightly as she answered.

"Well, I'm not free right now, so forget about the 3 billion. I'll talk about it when I get back."

Just as she was about to hang up the phone, the bearded man stared intently at Lin Qingtong, reached out to stop her, shook his head with an icy gaze, and asked in a low voice.

"These are your men."

Lin Qingtong nodded and replied in the same way: "He is my assistant. He is responsible for many things in the company. He is very capable."

The bearded man's eyes darted around before he tentatively opened his mouth.

"Is there any complicated procedure involved in obtaining that contract confirmation?"

Lin Qingtong replied innocently, "Nothing's needed. Just send the contract over, I'll sign it, and he can take it. I don't need to show up again."

"What do you mean by this? Do you want me to sign this confirmation form?"

The bearded man sneered, "With three billion right in front of you, I don't think anyone wouldn't be tempted, would they?"

"If you give me another 1 billion yuan later, I can let you go."

"As long as you live, it won't be a problem for you to earn as much money as you want."

Lin Qingtong looked on the verge of tears, glancing at the bearded man with a mixture of grief and indignation.

"You've gone too far. We just gave you 1.5 billion, why are you asking for more money now?"

"Three billion, that's not just talk. If this money really disappears, what will our company do..."

Before he could finish speaking, the bearded man interrupted him coldly.

"Shut up, I don't want to hear your explanations. Just bring the money over and tell the other party to come here."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for leaving."

Their conversation came through the phone, and Shen Tinghe hurriedly spoke up.

"Any price is fine, but after the contract is signed, prepare an additional 50 million as a thank-you fee."

"Thank you to these gentlemen for saving our General Manager Lin."

Shen Tinghe spoke as if he were a special assistant.

But only Lin Qingtong knew that he was not some kind of assistant who cleaned up messes.

He was none other than Shen Jiuye, the heir of the prestigious Shen family.

Upon hearing the conditions offered by Lin Qingtong, the other party was immediately tempted, and a glint of light flashed in their eyes as they spoke.

Are you serious?

Shen Tinghe's voice was tinged with anxiety as he hurriedly said, "As long as you let President Lin go, I can agree to any conditions. Send me the address first."

The bearded man sneered, "You're only allowed to come alone, understand?"

In the end, Shen Tinghe agreed and indeed came alone.

A bright red sports car sped through the gray, typhoon-ravaged sky, as if everything was under its guidance, appearing exceptionally intense and real.

Lin Qingtong was sitting in the warehouse with the door half open when she suddenly looked up and saw a bright red sports car approaching.

The car stopped, attracting the attention of the bearded man and his companion.

"Is this the legendary Rolls-Royce? This is so cool! Do the tires even light up?"

"Such a cool sports car, probably worth over ten million, how could it belong to a mere assistant? Something seems off to me."

Upon hearing this, the bearded man turned sharply to look in Lin Qingtong's direction, his eyes cold and terrifying.

"Are you kidding us? How could a mere assistant possibly afford such a car?"

Lin Qingtong's heart tightened immediately, and her throat became hoarse.

"This car is mine. I just gave it to my assistant. If you like it, you can have it."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Tinghe was already in front of him. The bearded man asked warily, "Is this your car?"

In that instant, Lin Qingtong felt her heart was about to jump out of her chest. If Shen Tinghe gave a different answer, things would be terrible.