Feng Hao first asked Ba Song to book a hotel room, and then asked Ba Song's friend to take the poor girl to the private hospital he had designated.

The hotel is in the Gothic Quarter, and there are many attractions nearby, so there is an endless stream of tourists and pedestrians here.

When she arrived at the hotel room, the first thing Xia Yucheng did was to rush into the bathroom to take a shower, she thought that if she didn't wash it twice or three times, she might not be able to wash it at all.

Watching Xia Yucheng's back disappear behind the bathroom door, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth raised a doting smile.

"Ba Song ......"

"What else does the gentleman need?"

Feng Hao opened the desk drawer in the room, took out a letterhead and pen, and wrote a series of things he needed on them: "I need these things now, you go buy them for me!"

Ba Song picked up the letterhead and looked at it, there was a change of clothes, shoes, women's purse, cigarettes, lighters, mobile phones and laptops, etc.

"Sir, is the computer used to transfer money?" asked Ba Song.

"Yes, go, go, go back!"

"Yes, sir!" Ba Song was not suspicious, nor did he have the slightest suspicion that Feng Hao would run away while he was leaving, and he left the hotel room almost without hesitation.

Half an hour after Ba Song left, there was still the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and Xia Yucheng was still tossing inside. Feng Hao went to see her a few times, and after making sure that she just wanted to clean her body and long hair, he let her go.

In less than an hour, Ba Song bought everything he needed for Fenghao.

"You're not afraid we're leaving?" Feng Hao sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, turned on his laptop, and connected to the Internet provided by the hotel.

"I believe in you, sir!" said Ba Song's tone at this time could already be said to be a little humble.

Feng Hao bowed his head slightly, skillfully tapping on the keyboard, and entered a highest-level client affiliated with a Swiss bank. This bank account number is known to no one but him, and it is used for emergencies.

"Captain's account!" he took a drag on his cigarette and turned his laptop resting on the coffee table to Ba Song, who was standing nearby.

Ba Song bent down and looked at it, he still understood some English on it, and understood that online banking transfer was going on above.

Most of these crew members are running from all over the world, so the accounts they have can basically be used for cross-border transfer payments.

"This ...... Sir, transfer this bank card ......" Ba Song thought that when his uncle's money arrived, it would be his turn, so he was very excited.

Feng Hao glanced at the bank card: "The name of the opening bank ......"

Ba Song said the name of the bank, and after Feng Hao typed it, he entered the account number on the bank card as required.

Finally, he entered the amount of five million euros in the amount to be transferred in the field. When he finished typing, he pointed to the computer screen and asked Ba Song to see if the amount of money was correct.

Looking at the letters representing the euro and the zeros behind the number five on the screen, Ba Song felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Yes...... All right, sir!" said Ba Song, stammering.

Feng Hao clicked the OK button in the box on the screen with his finger, and the transfer was completed.

"Your uncle will receive the transfer information soon," Feng Hao said in a deep voice, and began to operate the next transfer to Ba Song, "Bank name, account number ......"

Ba Song trembled and said the name of his bank, account name and account number.