Not long after the three left, Li Xinxin and Qiu Ti returned.
Upon seeing Zhong Rou in the living room, both of them frowned simultaneously.
Shen Dong understood their thoughts perfectly well and immediately explained, "Ladies, don't misunderstand, this is Zhong Rou, Ah Hao's younger brother's girlfriend. She's here to seek refuge. Zhong Rou, these are my two girlfriends, Li Xinxin and Qiu Ti."
Zhong Rou quickly said, "Sister Xin, Qiu Tijie, hello, sorry to bother you."
Li Xinxin took Zhong Rou's hand and smiled, "I won't bother you. Rou, you're so beautiful."
Zhong Rou said, "Sister Xin, you and Sister Qiu Ti are the truly beautiful ones."
Soon, the three women started chatting together.
Upon learning that Zhong Rou's boyfriend was a policeman, Li Xinxin looked at Shen Dong.
Shen Dong said, "Don't look at me. I'm doing legitimate business, I'm not afraid of the police."
Li Xinxin said, "I hope so."
At 3 p.m., Song Zihao and his group returned, having made a great haul.
“Brother Dong, this is a videotape of them printing counterfeit money, and there are also ten boxes of US dollars.”
Song Zihao placed the cassette tape and a large cardboard box on the table.
Shen Dong opened the cardboard box and saw it was filled with US dollars. He laughed and asked, "Is this real or fake?"
Song Zihao said, "It's fake, a total of 2.8 billion US dollars."
Shen Dong asked curiously, "What's the price of exchanging counterfeit money for real money?"
Song Zihao said, "It's usually 40:1. Brother Dong, this money can't flow into Hong Kong Island, otherwise, there will be big trouble."
Shen Dong said, "Counterfeit money can't flow into Hong Kong Island, but it can flow into the United States. This country is too domineering, I don't like it. The more unfortunate it is, the happier I am."
Song Zihao smiled and said, "I also dislike the United States very much. Brother Dong, I know quite a few buyers from there."
Shen Dong said, "Then let's contact them and sell all the counterfeit money to them. It doesn't matter if it's cheaper."
Song Zihao said, "Okay, Brother Dong."
Shen Dong said, "I'll connect to Tan Cheng's call. I need to have a serious talk with him."
Song Zihao took out his mobile phone and dialed Tan Cheng's number.
As soon as the call connected, Shen Dong heard Tan Cheng's furious voice.
"Brother Hao, you're ruthless. Let me tell you the truth, Song Zijie is in my hands. If you dare to hand the tape over to the police, I'll take his life."
Shen Dong scoffed and said disdainfully, "Tan Cheng, you really took my words to heart."
Tan Cheng was taken aback and said, "Chen Dong?"
Shen Dong said, "I warned you, Ah Hao is my man, and you're not allowed to mess with him anymore. But you didn't listen to me, which makes me very angry."
Tan Cheng asked, "Did you do this?"
Shen Dong said calmly, "If it weren't for me, how could Ah Hao have taken down your counterfeit money factory?"
"I'm giving you two choices now. One is to kill Song Zijie immediately, and I'll hand the tape over to the police. Let's see if you can escape the double pursuit of me and the police."
"Second, release Song Zijie immediately. I need to see him before 5 p.m.
"As for the tape, you can buy it back for twenty million US dollars."
“I know that companies like yours have no shortage of cash.”
Tan Cheng said coldly, "Brother Dong, I'm sure Brother Hao wouldn't want anything to happen to his brother."
Shen Dong laughed loudly and said, "Song Zijie is a policeman and my mortal enemy. His life or death is none of my business. Ah Hao is my subordinate and has no right to choose."
Tan Cheng said, "You're lying to me. You value Brother Hao highly and would never let anything happen to his brother. Otherwise, you wouldn't have made the first condition."
Shen Dong said, "Since that's the case, you can kill Song Zijie now. The tape will appear at the police station in half an hour, so you'd better run away quickly. That's all, goodbye."
After saying that, Shen Dong hung up the phone.
Song Zihao said anxiously, "Brother Dong, you..."
Shen Dong waved his hand and said, "3...2...1"
"Ring ring ring"
Song Zihao's phone rang.
Shen Dong chuckled and said, "I knew this kid wouldn't fight to the death."
Seeing this, Song Zihao felt a little relieved.
"Tan Cheng, is there anything else?"
Tan Cheng's attitude underwent a complete 180-degree turn.
"Brother Dong, I suddenly feel like we don't need to make things so unpleasant. How about this, you give me the tape, and we can work together to make money, okay?"
"I can't sleep at night working with a scoundrel like you. I'm busy right now and don't have time to waste. You'd better run for your life."
After saying that, Shen Dong was about to hang up the phone.
"Wait. Brother Dong, Song Zijie is nothing. I can let him go, but you have to exchange him for the tape."
"Damn it, I have no business whether Song Zijie lives or dies. Here's the deal: you kill him, give me another fifty million US dollars, and I'll return the tape to you."
Is Soong Tse-kit worth thirty million US dollars?
"Stop talking nonsense. Either a living Song Zijie plus 20 million US dollars, or a dead Song Zijie plus 50 million US dollars. Let me tell you, my men are already at the police station. You don't have much time to think about it."
"I choose the first one. When will you get the money?"
"Let's talk about it after I see the real Song Zijie."
After the call, Shen Dong said to Song Zihao, "I estimate your brother will be released soon."
Song Zihao nodded and said, "Thank you, Brother Dong."
An hour later, Song Zijie was dumped in front of Shen Dong's villa.
Several bodyguards helped him to the living room.
Seeing Song Zijie covered in blood, Zhong Rou cried out in anguish, "Ah Jie."
Song Zijie shook his head and said, "I'm fine."
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