Chapter 593: Turning the Face (2)

The office of the president of Honghai Group also has a conference room separated by a glass wall, the conference room is not large, more than 30 square meters, and Nalan Baichuan convened a number of confidants to hold an emergency meeting.

"President, when you are constantly decided, you will suffer from it." The man in the suit and glasses who spoke was the administrative director of the headquarters who was single-handedly supported by Nalan Baichuan, and naturally he didn't want Nalan Hai to return.

"President, I know that you have a lot of unbearable, difficult, and hesitant thinking of family affection, but at this time, you must put aside family affection, otherwise you can imagine what situation you fall into the most?" Zhang Zhao, assistant to the president, added fuel to the fire, worried that Nalan Baichuan's indecisiveness would ruin the current good situation.

Others, you say a word, I echo a word.

Nalan Baichuan's face was even more solemn, smoking a cigar, pacing back and forth, the meaning of his henchmen, he knew it, and he killed the killer to prevent future troubles, but after all, he was a brother, and he made difficulties, to put it bluntly, he lacked the courage to seek money and kill people.

"Dad, what are you hesitating about, if the second uncle comes back, the efforts of our father and son for more than a year will be in vain, and in the future, Honghai Group will be passed on to a woman, and finally the surname will no longer be Nalan." Nalan Baichuan's son Nalan Jie was impatient and shouted, his selfishness was heavier than his old son, he wanted to become the next head of Honghai Group, inherit tens of billions of assets, and he didn't want to think about who Honghai and tens of billions of properties with a market value of 100 billion belonged to.

Nalan Baichuan squinted his eyes and took a puff of cigar fiercely, if he had been an idle rich man, he would not covet his brother's wealth, but now he can't turn back, and he doesn't want to look back, looking around at his son and henchmen, he resolutely said: "Just do it according to your plan." ”

The six people present breathed a sigh of relief, and they all felt that Nalan Baichuan's decision was wise and wise, and it seemed that in the face of huge interests, family affection should be vulnerable.

The six of them split up to get busy.

In the huge president's office area where the small conference room, lounge, and entertainment room are integrated, only Nalan Baichuan is left pacing anxiously, suffering from gains and losses.

Desire to succeed.

I am also worried that the slightest accident will lead to the loss of the whole game.

After all, Nalan Baichuan lacks the heroic temperament of killing and decisiveness, and the battle between the brothers has not officially begun, and he is in chaos first.

Then he sank into the torment and waited for the good news once and for all.

Hong Kong is particularly bright at night, and a small abandoned pier by the sea, far from the brightly lit city center, is exceptionally quiet, and the silence makes the faint of heart shudder.

The two cars slowly drove into the open space of the small wharf, the door opened, and the ** people got out of the car, including Huang Zhize and Huang Zhizhong, the latter is Huang Yuming's youngest son.

The two brothers sandwiched the old fool left and right, seemingly hijacking, but in fact, their words and demeanor were extremely respectful, the old fool had brought them a fortune of 100 million Hong Kong dollars, and they could get the remaining 100 million Hong Kong dollars if they sent people away safely tonight.

HK$200 million.

1.7 billion RMB.

In anyone's hands, it is a huge wealth that is difficult to ignore.

"Brother, I always feel that something is wrong, picking up people in this kind of place at night is like picking up the chairman, like handing over secret prisoners." Huang Zhizhong muttered.

"Don't talk too much, wait with peace of mind." Huang Zhize lowered his voice to warn his younger brother, worried that his arrogant younger brother would lose his words and leak the amount of remuneration, which stimulated the other six people accompanying him to covet him.

Although these six people are seafarers under him, and they have performed more reliably in the transactions with the human snake smuggling group for many years, they are separated from each other, and they can't be guarded against.

The old man didn't speak, staring into the distance with an expressionless face, wondering if he could recognize the relatives who were coming, which relatives would pick him up, and what to say when they met.

Yesterday the owner of Hutchison Tea took him to St. Mary's Hospital for a brain examination, and the doctor came to the conclusion that the head had been hit before and the bruised lump compressed the memory area of the brain, causing amnesia, and there was a 50% chance of recovery after craniotomy.

The boss Huang Yuming said that he was very rich, and it would not be a problem for the top experts in the Qingshi industry to perform this operation, and it would not take long to be a normal person again.

Fool was excited.

Amnesia has caused him so much pain.

Nine people waited silently, Huang Zhize looked at his watch, the hour hand pointed to the appointed time, ten o'clock in the evening, when he heard the sound of a speedboat motor on the sea.

The sound of the motor comes from far and near.

Everyone looked eagerly, and the three speedboats broke through the night and approached the dimly lit pier, which could not be seen clearly due to the dim light.

Huang Zhizhong said with a smile: "Brother, here." ”

Huang Zhize frowned and stared at the approaching speedboat, until the speedboat landed on the dock, and he barely saw the three speedboats with more than ten people, all of them strong and strong, revealing the fierce aura of a bad comer.

The speedboat motor turned off, thirteen people landed on the shore, approached the Huang brothers, and the leading man looked around the audience with cold eyes, and asked casually, "Who is Huang Zhize"

"I am" Huang Zhize stood up hard, sensing that the atmosphere was not right, the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't think too much, only to pray for the smooth completion of the handover.

"What about people?" The cold man who took the lead asked Huang Zhize.

Huang Zhize was stunned for a moment, pointed to the old fool beside him, and wondered why the person at the head didn't know Nalan Hai, didn't anyone from the Nalan family come? Who are these people?

The cold man took two steps forward, carefully examined the old man in the dim light, and then took out a photo, yes, yes, there was almost the same, it should be the same person.

"Very good" The cold man put away the photo, smiled, took two puffs of the cigarette butt pinched by his fingers, smiled suddenly, and said quietly: "Then I'll send you on the road." ”

Huang Zhize was in a trance, and he didn't react to what he meant.

The cold man quickly took out the Glock pistol equipped with a silencer, pulled the trigger without blinking, and the scorching bullet shot into Huang Zhize's eyebrows, and smashed the back of Huang Zhize's head, shooting out a bloody arrow.

The few people behind Huang Zhize were contaminated with this viscous, warm and extremely fishy liquid, and they were all stupid, and the thirteen people who went ashore took the opportunity to strangle them.

Nine people, most of them fell in an instant.

The two brothers of the Huang family both died, the old man was really stunned, no matter how he could not have imagined such a bloody scene, the cold man who killed Huang Zhize turned his gun and aimed at the old fool, and at this moment two strong lights came, and the killers subconsciously covered their eyes.

"Get in the car!"

A modified Wrangler with xenon headlights rushed over and broke up the killer who surrounded the old nerd, amnesia does not mean the loss of self-protection of human nature, the old man pulled the car door as fast as possible and climbed in, before he sat down, the wrangler reversed violently, quickly retreated dozens of meters and shook his head, and accelerated to escape.

The killers, who were slow to shoot, couldn't outrun the wheels on their legs, and watched the Wrangler escape and blend into the night.