FyrenZhang forgot.
Himself, since inheriting the Dasheng Group's operations, has engaged in a lot of projects that are designed to make him feel good.
The flight attendants on this private jet were hired directly from the aviation academy at high salaries.
The contract is for five years, after which it is replaced.
And five years of income for these three flight attendants is exactly enough for them to retire and go back to being rich.
FyrenZhang's trip, they do lap dances and have a good time with their boss, all as a service.
It's just that FyrenZhang rarely rides in the thing these days, and it's mostly used by Maggie and her own dad on vacation.
FyrenZhang saw Zoey's face turn ugly and hurried to stop it:
"It's okay, it's okay, no need, no need, clothes on, good boy! And you, don't show your thighs, they're beautiful, it's okay ..."
The flight attendants went back to their respective posts, not in the least bit amused, and snickered and chatted.
Zoey scowled, "Or Fyren will have fun!"
FyrenZhang was embarrassed, "Would you believe me when I say that none of this has anything to do with me?"
"What do you think?"
...
The plane landed.
FyrenZhang pressed on to the business reception, instead taking Armsmaster, Gold king and Zoey, to a place.
FyrenZhang, wearing a flowered shirt and with Zoey and two masters in tow, dials a phone.
It was Mark who gave up his handler, a big brother named Guan.
Guan is specialized in bringing people this way. Eason was captured by Mark himself and handed over to Guan.
According to Mark's confession, the probability is that Guan has already brought his men to Southern Maine.
Indeed, it's safer.
People are not on your turf. You can't save them if you want to.
You want someone? Give money! It's easy to pass on a video, just shoot a random clip and get a junior in the country to secretly drop it at your door for you to pick up.
"Who?" Guan's tone was cross.
"Guan, right?"
"Say something."
"Mark told me to contact you."
"Wrong number."
"A two-billion-dollar deal, done or not?"
There was a pause of a few seconds, "Are you fucking kidding me? What business is worth two billion dollars?"
"It's the business your old man specializes in."
Guan paused for a few more seconds, "Yeah, here's an account, make a thirty million dollar deposit up front."
"Come on, hurry up."
A short while later, a message came through, an overseas account, that of Southern Maine.
FyrenZhang immediately called Maggie and asked her to make a deposit of $50 million to this account from an insured private account.
Twenty minutes later, the call came in.
Guan's attitude was much better, "Quite atmospheric, brother."
FyrenZhang said, "Money is not a problem, you have to do it professionally and not leave me a big mess."
"How do you and Mark know each other? I heard he was already in."
"How could I know a punk like him? It's my men who know." FyrenZhang looked uptight, "I know when he went in, stupid ass had to play a policewoman and played himself in. Damn that policewoman must have been a blast to play with, otherwise this kid is too worthless."
Zoey glared at FyrenZhang.
Guan smiled over there, "OK, you say something, I'll do it."
"Sango, stop it, is there a phone call about this?"
"Wait for me then, I'm not in the country right now."
"Southern Maine well, I'm there too, say the address."
Guan gave a beat, "How did you know I was over here? Who the fuck are you?"
"I am looking for you to do a big deal, to play 50 million dollars into your account, after that there are still 1.95 billion dollars waiting for your God of Wealth. Can you do it or not? If you can't do it, I'll find someone else!"
Guan let out a long breath, "If you try any tricks, I'll make sure you don't make it back to China."
"If you take the money and can't do a good job, don't come back to Huaxia in the future."
Doh ... doh ...
The phone hung up.
Zoey tensed, "Well? What are you being so cross with him for?"
FyrenZhang looked at her, "He will contact us."
"Why so sure?"
FyrenZhang looked at Zoey, "These idiots think they can get five billion dollars by kidnapping EasonChen, they are obviously a bunch of idiots who have never seen money before and don't know what money really is."
"They hear the two billion and then they see the fifty million and their minds are already spinning."
Zoey still doesn t understand, "This ... is what they do! Isn't this bit of your routine what they have left to play with?"
FyrenZhang sipped his coffee, "Advanced scams often require only the simplest of techniques. People are greedy, two billion dollars ah big sister! They're in the business of fraud, how much can they make? Seeing tens of millions of dollars is probably a laugh in the ass!"
Zoey gave FyrenZhang a blank look, "I'm warning you, I'm coming with you privately this time, we have no law enforcement here."
FyrenZhang shook his head, "You are truly pure, you truly don't realize how much money works in this world."
At that moment, the message came, an address.
FyrenZhang said, "You stay at the hotel, I'll go with my men."
"I'll go with you. What else would I be doing over here?"
FyrenZhang said, "It's okay for you to go, you have to allow me to touch your ass, take advantage of you, kiss you and hug you, and not only can you not resist, you have to pretend to enjoy it, can you do that?"
"What are you babbling about!?"
"Stay at the hotel."
"You ..." Zoey gasped, "can! Okay?"
FyrenZhang nodded, "Try it first."
One hand goes straight for her ass and Zoey throws a mouthful in FyrenZhang's face.
FyrenZhang calmly said, "I'm sorry, Officer Zoey, you failed my test."
"You ... aren't in the field right now, so don't take advantage of me!"
FyrenZhang looks at Zoey, "What the hell are you doing here?"
Zoey realized that FyrenZhang was still upset.
FyrenZhang said angrily, "Now that our people are in Southern Burma, if you don't want to participate, get the hell out of here! My brother's life is at stake, I don't have time to mill around here with you."
"I've got three young, sexy stewardesses on my plane ready to pole dance for me in their stockings, and I'm straight up in the clouds on the plane! How golden do you think your big fat ass is?"
"If I want to take advantage of women, there will be a whole bunch of them lined up for me, and I can run a talent show to choose a consort for myself!"
"If it's so much about the minutiae, don't go out there and embarrass yourself with me!"
Zoey is a little dizzy with anger.
Thinking rationally, FyrenZhang is right.
They don't mean to take advantage of you, this is an undercover rescue, you can't afford to be squirmy and fake noble.
One is not unaware that undercover work is all about sacrifice, and this is something that is not even a sacrifice, it is at most an act.
But FyrenZhang talks too much!
But ... seeing FyrenZhang's distraught and angry face, how well can you expect him to talk now?
Zoey is still fuming, and FyrenZhang is already getting ready to go out with Gold king and Armsmaster.
Zoey exclaimed, "I'm coming with you!"
FyrenZhang said, "Late, stay at the hotel."
"You're just afraid I'll hold things up, and you've wanted to keep me from the start, so you're deliberately provoking me, aren't you?"
FyrenZhang smiled slightly, "Correct answer."
"I'm going! Or I'll follow you!"
FyrenZhang said, "Gold king."
Before Zoey can figure out what's going on, he gets slapped in the neck by Gold king and passes out.
FyrenZhang grumbled, "Why did you hit so hard?"
Gold king was embarrassed, "Fyren, it's already light."
"Departure."
...
The address of the appointment was a ramshackle, run-down house.
As soon as FyrenZhang went in, a few people came over and searched him, handing over his cell phone and everything.
Walking into a room that was dim, damp, and filled with a disgusting human smell.
Guan walked out, "You called?"
"Yes."
"What's a brother's name?"
"FyrenZhang."
Guan was shocked, "...FyrenZhang?"
FyrenZhang said, "What? Don't believe me?"
Guan looked up and down and smiled.
"What's a big boss like that doing looking for us?"
FyrenZhang looked at him, "What can you do?"
"That's a lot. Taking people's money and making them pay, I just don't know what's bothering Fyren, huh?"
FyrenZhang looks at Guan, "Is it your call?"
"What do you mean? You're here on vacation?"
FyrenZhang didn't even bother with him, "Tell your boss to come and talk."
"Our boss is busy."
FyrenZhang laughed, "No need to talk about it then, bye."
"Stop!" Guan snorted coldly, "Do you really fucking think that you can just come and go as you please here?"
FyrenZhang stood up and stared at Guan, "Or what?"
Guan took a step back, and a dozen men immediately rushed out of the rooms on either side, all carrying clubs and knives.
FyrenZhang looked away and grunted.
Less than two minutes.
A dozen men were lying on the ground, moaning in pain.
Gold king pressed Guan to his knees, and with a handful of his hair he gripped his head back as far as it would go.
FyrenZhang walks over to him and smacks him across the face.
"Shit! You dare to come to you and you're afraid you'll get prickly? Idiot!"
Turning back to the drill sergeant, "Don't you fucking say this group can do the job? What the hell! Finding a bunch of these guys to work for me, what's wrong with your brain?"
Armsmaster bowed his head, "Sorry Fyren, I thought they were professionals."
"Professional basket case!" FyrenZhang said, "And I fucking flew over here on purpose pretending to be here for a business dinner! Going back! Fuck!"
FyrenZhang turned back to Gold king, "Gold, do him for me!"
Then he kicked over the chair in his way, "Get back!"
Gold king was just about to make a move when a voice laughed harshly, "Fyren! Take it easy!"
FyrenZhang stood still as two dozen people surprisingly rushed in with their guns, surrounding the three people in the center of the right place.
Guan said with difficulty, "Forrest, help me!"
A big fat guy smoking a cigar and all smiles, walked out.