Chapter 316: Thirty Billion Donations
Looking at the RV parked on the side of the road, Brother Long warned Vieky, "Be careful what you say when you go in later."
"I understand, Brother Long." Vieky nodded slightly nervously in agreement.
When the two walked to the car, the door of the RV opened directly, and Wu Chengtian, who was sitting on it, smiled and said, "Xiaolong."
"Mr. Wu." Brother Long stood in front of the car. He smiled flatteringly and said, "Those mainland Chinese guys had a pretty good nose. They had already run away when we arrived."
"Come up first." Wu Chengtian beckoned.
"Yes." Brother Long nodded immediately. After getting in the car, he said to Vieky who was still standing under the car, "Get in and call for help."
"Hello, Mr. Wu." Vieky climbed into the car and said timidly.
Wu Chengtian smiled and asked, "What happened tonight?"
"What happened? Tell me the whole story from beginning to end." Brother Long repeated.
Vieky immediately started by knocking on the door and recounted the story of how he found the flyer.
"Are you sure these two people are the ones we are looking for?" Wu Chengtian asked.
"able."
Vieky replied, "These two people are exactly like the ones in the portrait."
"Xiaolong, you did a good job on this matter. I'll remember it." Wu Chengtian pondered for a moment and said to Brother Long, "They shouldn't have gone far at this time. Have your men work harder to search around here tonight."
"Yes." Brother Long immediately nodded with a smile. Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he said, "There's news on the street that Shezi is planning to go to the mainland tomorrow night."
"mainland?"
Wu Chengtian asked doubtfully, but soon he understood what was going on. He smiled at Brother Long and said, "Yeah, I understand."
"Mr. Wu, I'll be busy now." Seeing that the other party seemed to have no interest in talking, Brother Long immediately excused himself.
"Go ahead."
Wu Chengtian waved his hand. After Brother Long and Vieky walked away, a cunning expression appeared on his face, and he muttered, "Snake. If you seek death yourself, then don't blame me."
…
Tang Shuo sat in a private room in an all-night bar and smiled at Jesus who had just walked in, "How is it?"
Jesus said dejectedly, "Someone is chasing us."
After Tang Shuo and his companions left the apartment, they immediately stole a car. Because Jesus didn't believe that anyone would come looking for him, Tang Shuo asked him to drive back to check.
However, the result at this point is clear.
In fact, the main reason was that Jesus did not believe that his opponent's information network was so well-informed, and he firmly believed that the woman who came to work at home was "innocent".
Tang Shuo knew why the other party insisted on doing such a boring thing. He smiled helplessly and said, "Don't even think about it. The underworld elements in this place are too complicated. It's very different from the mainland."
"Yeah." Jesus nodded, picked up a beer on the table, tilted his head back and took a sip.
"Sleep a little longer, I still have things to do tomorrow." Tang Shuo said with his eyes closed.
Jesus finished his beer but did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he sat on the sofa in the box and was in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.
At dawn the next day, Tang Shuo said to Wang Zhong, "Go get some information and see if you can find someone to sneak across the river. But don't pay too much. It's up to you to decide. If this method doesn't work, try to get a boat."
Wang Zhong's familiarity with Hong Kong far surpassed theirs, so this kind of thing had to be done by him.
"OK."
Wang Zhong agreed, then asked, "If I find it, how can I find you?"
Normally, few people would sneak across the Hong Kong River to the mainland, so this was a bit of a hassle. However, the thing they had the most of was boats, so if they could just find one, it would be quite convenient.
"I'll contact you later." Tang Shuo said.
"Okay." Wang Zhong agreed, and after briefly covering himself up, he left the box.
Tang Shuo said to Qiao Bazhi, who looked gloomy, "We'll go get the money later. I'll follow you closely. Don't do anything dangerous, otherwise..."
Qiao Bazhi nodded, but did not ask Tang Shuo whether he would let him go. Now he had completely accepted the defeat.
Judging from Tang Shuo's style of doing things, the other party is a bold, careful and thick-skinned person. Even if the other party makes such a promise, he will be helpless if he suddenly changes his mind.
Qiao Bazhi looked up at Tang Shuo, a barely perceptible smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
His money is not so easy to get!
Tang Shuo greeted Jesus, gave him a few instructions, and then left the bar with Qiao Bazhi.
Driving the stolen Japanese car, Tang Shuo drove directly to the Swiss Bank in Hong Kong's financial district.
As the bank with the strictest confidentiality measures and the highest security factor in the world, Swiss Bank's reputation is naturally well-known.
Although Swiss banks' performance has declined after they pledged to automatically hand over details of foreign accounts to other countries, they are still doing much better than the average bank.
The 30 billion yuan of funds that Qiao Bazhi collected through various channels were deposited in this bank.
Although Qiao Bazhi had already shown an attitude of accepting his fate, Tang Shuo began to feel a little uneasy after entering the bank.
Although Tang Shuo and his friend were at the UBS headquarters in Asia, someone like Qiao Bazhi, who had tens of billions in deposits, was considered a wealthy individual, and the bank manager received them warmly.
After Qiao Bazhi and the bank manager told him about his request to withdraw the money, Tang Shuo immediately realized where the problem lay.
In fact, Tang Shuo had no intention of taking the money held by Qiao Bazhi for himself. If the money was processed, it would certainly be beneficial to him, but Tang Shuo would rather not take the risk.
Moreover, one cannot become rich overnight. Even if he has this money, it will do more harm than good to him.
He instinctively wanted Qiao Bazhi to take out the money directly to see how he looked like he had nothing, but he had no plan for what to do with the money.
It's conceivable that if he really used this method to touch the money, not only would it help clear Qiao Bazhi of some of his guilt, but it would actually push him into a vortex. This single stain alone would bring him immense trouble in the future.
"I need a bank draft and a transfer check for all my property." Qiao Bazhi said to the bank manager.
"Mr. Qiao, would you please reconsider?" the bank manager advised. "The benefits you'll get from depositing this money with us are far greater than those you'll receive from any other bank."
Qiao Bazhi was about to speak when Tang Shuo whispered, "No need to go through so much trouble. Donate the money directly and anonymously to the Hope Project!"
“…”
Donate to Project Hope?
How is this different from just throwing it away?
Qiao Bazhi stared at Tang Shuo in a daze. He just wanted to know what Tang Shuo was thinking. This was a huge sum of over 30 billion yuan, a sum that would drive most people crazy!
But Tang Shuo remained unmoved when faced with such a huge sum of money and said he would donate the money.
Who is this guy? Did he see through my intentions?
"Do as I say." Tang Shuo spoke again.
Qiao Bazhi's expression suddenly became hesitant.
If it was donated, the money would be completely wasted and would not have any impact on Tang Shuo.
Seeing Qiao Bazhi hesitate, the bank manager tried to dissuade him, "Mr. Qiao, I hope you can think carefully about this."
Qiao Bazhi suddenly saw Jesus standing in the distance, looking at him with a smile on his face, so he could only sigh helplessly and told the bank manager about Tang Shuo's intention.
If he called for help now, he was sure that he had no hope of survival. If he did as Tang Shuo asked, at least he would not be in any danger in the short term.
The bank manager had never seen anyone do such a thing. There were many wealthy people who transferred money to charity through Swiss banks every year, but there had never been anyone who transferred hundreds of millions of dollars.
I didn’t expect that this time it would create history. The donation of 30 billion yuan would probably make countless people drop their jaws if it were announced.
After confirming again and again that he had not heard wrong, the bank manager had no choice but to transfer the money according to Qiao Bazhi's instructions.
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