Wesley had an elusive smile on his face, and his right index finger tapped lightly on the table, as if waiting for the man kneeling before him to do something to him.

The Asian man kneeling in front of him finally spoke: "I really don't have the money to continue to repay, sir, over the years, I have worked hard in the testimony industry, and I have already repaid my godfather's $10 million in principal and $23 million in interest two years ago...... But you still won't let me go for the past two years......"

"Cui Zhijing, I see that you really forgot your roots." Wesley sneered: "When the godfather gave you 10 million, you had nothing, he trusted you so much, do you think the interest of 23 million dollars is enough?" Besides, I remember two years ago, when you repaid the money, the godfather only recovered 10 million US dollars, and the interest, you can continue to keep it. ”

Hearing this, Cui Zhijing was a little excited: "The godfather was like this at that time!" But he didn't have this money, and he will continue to charge me interest! ”

Smack! Wesley slapped the table hard: "Are you talking to me?" I'm so snapped. Boss Cui, you have to think clearly, but you owe us money. No, I owe you money. ”

Seeing Wesley's face, how dare Cui Zhijing make a mistake, the other party pointed so many guns at his head.

"Do you think the godfather gave you those 23 million dollars for nothing? Have you ever wondered what we do? Wesley said, "We can do business, but the godfather is not a philanthropist!" Of course, there is also interest on this money! The godfather will continue to use it for you, that will look up to you! ”

"But the interest is too high?" Cui Zhijing didn't have much confidence in his words: "I have already repaid hundreds of millions of dollars because of these two or three million, and now you have to ask me for so much money to settle it all at once, I really don't have that much money." (The fastest update is the most stable)"

Wesley sneered: "You sell the company and all your fixed assets, and you can't make up enough money." ”

"Then I'll have nothing!" Choi Ji-kyung exclaimed.

"Didn't you have nothing back then?" Wesley snorted, "What? Are you used to the life of a rich person and don't want to be a poor ghost anymore? Then go back to your homeland of North Korea, here New York, the law of the jungle! No, in your Jiangnan District, a fat man can attract more than 100 million dollars by dancing and riding a horse dance! ”

Cui Zhijing was afraid, he was afraid that he would become a person with nothing: "Mr. Wesley, you give me another chance, leave me a little, can I continue to borrow?" You're going to give it back to my godfather and lend it to me, okay? ”

Wesley looked up and laughed a few times: "Hahahaha! Cui Zhijing, I have just passed, the godfather is not a philanthropist, you are no longer the same, Cui Zhijing, you were capable, impulsive, and had a ruthless energy that must make a name for yourself on Wall Street! That's why the godfather appreciates you, takes a fancy to you, and knows that lending you money won't be wasted. ”

"Now I can, I can, please, Mr. Wesley, please speak to the godfather, I won't let him down!" Choi Ji-kyung knelt on the ground and moved two steps forward, but was immediately forced to stop by the pistols raised by the people around him.

"Now?" Wesley smiled disapprehantly, "What do you think you have now?" You are no longer the energetic Choi Ji-kyung of the past, since you were swallowed up by the huge pressure of Wall Street, you will do whatever it takes to make money, the huge pressure makes you breathless, you can only use marijuana, methamphetamine, all kinds of heroin to relieve the huge pressure in your heart......"

Cui Zhijing was stunned, he had been infected with drugs for more than a year, and his drug addiction had doubled almost every month for more than a year.

Wesley put away his smile: "What do you think you are in now, we won't know?" Cui Zhijing, while your family property is still enough to repay the money, you haven't been ruined by your drug addiction, and it's better to pay back to your godfather earlier. Otherwise, your little life may not be able to wait for your next drug addiction. ”

Cui Zhijing's whole body was almost paralyzed.

Wesley is right, Randolph is definitely not a philanthropist, he knows that it is profitable, so he will lend money to Cui Zhijing, if Cui Zhijing can always maintain a chance to make money, maybe he will also be absorbed by Randolph into the Gambino family as a backbone member.

But it's a pity that Choi Ji-kyung was oppressed by the huge pressure of Wall Street and couldn't self-regulate, and he embarked on the road of drug abuse.

Once this road of no return is set on, the whole person will be abolished. Randolph couldn't believe that he could double his money invested in the hands of an addict. The Gambino family's biggest business is drug smuggling in Latin America, so he knows exactly what will happen to drug addicts.

Rather than letting Cui Zhijing lose his family company and money by himself, it is better to hand them over to him now. Let this person, although capable, unable to withstand the huge pressure of the world** and Wall Street, become a poor bastard with nothing again.

Maybe his life should be like this!

Wesley pushed a contract in front of Cui Zhijing: "After signing this contract, all your qiē will be transferred to our name, including your deposit and fixed assets." Because you're leaving New York and going back to your Korea. See what I mean? ”

After a pause, Wesley continued, "If you don't sign it, then don't blame me for being rude to you now." ”

Anyway, Wesley directly snatched a gun from his hand next to him and put it directly on Cui Zhijing's head: "You know, I'm really going to kill people." ”

Choi Ji-kyung's mind went blank, and he didn't think about anything at all, so he signed his name on the piece of paper that Wesley pushed him. I didn't even look at what kind of "contract" it was.

When Cui Zhijing finished writing, Wesley's face finally showed a satisfied smile: "Boss Cui, this is your will, do you want to take another look?" ”

Will? What do you mean! Cui Zhijing's mind was blank, he looked up at Wesley almost sluggishly, but Wesley stood up without hurry, walked in front of Cui Zhijing, took out a snow-white square handkerchief in his pocket, and gently covered Cui Zhijing's face.

Cui Zhijing knew that he couldn't hide from the life.

Wesley put the pistol on Choi Ji-kyung's eyebrows through a handkerchief and gently pulled the trigger! After a bang, the towel covering Cui Zhijing's face began to slowly be soaked with blood, and the wallpaper on the back of Cui Zhijing's head left blood stains spraying out.

Wesley returned the pistol to his subordinates and said lightly: "Change the wallpaper on the wall immediately tonight, drag the body back to his house, create a false impression of suicide, be careful, don't leave any evidence." Do you understand? ”

"Understood!" Several of his subordinates nodded.

After that, Wesley picked up the will signed by Cui Zhijing and said to himself: "I really didn't expect this kid to make his godfather make such a lot of money when he died, hehehe, it would be better to have a few more such people to mix with Wall Street in the future." ”

Just when Wesley thought that everything was fine, the door of the office room was pushed in, and a man and a woman, one after the other, walked in, with a strange smile on the man's face and a cold and ruthless woman's face.

Everyone in the room also raised their pistols, ready to attack at any moment. After all, the first feeling that these two bad guests brought them was "not good"!

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