After another half an hour, Jiang Hai's father, Jiang Youtu's phone came across the ocean.

"You little beast, you can't live in France."

"Dad, they framed me and set a trap, you help me, help me, find the boss of Xiangmen Island, he is not very powerful, let him help me." Jiang Hai knew that when he arrived in France, his father was a fart, and now he was going to find someone who was mixed in the road, or even a good person in France.

"I've looked for it, Boss Li has checked it for me, do you know who messed with you? That's the No. 1 gangster hellfire in Paris, France, a famous gangster in the world, forget it, you attempted rape, there is a video to testify, the lawyer said, just based on this video, plus you are Chinese, and the rape is a local star, you will have to sit for at least ten years, and Tie Tie will lose the case. ”

"Dad, I don't want to go to jail, you save me, save me."

"You brute, hey." Jiang Youtu was also confused: "They have made conditions, one billion euros, one billion euros before they are willing to go private, and they will not sue you, one billion." ”

"Dad, I'm your son."

"My factory can't sell a billion even if it is sold."

"I am your son, the only son."

Father and son were crying and screaming on the phone.

"I want France to go to jail, I'm going to die, the French are all perverts, Dad, you save me." Jiang Hai knows the one in prison, it's too disgusting and too changeable, not to mention that he has offended the gangsters in Paris, it is not bad to be able to live for three days if he goes in.

Jiang Youtu didn't know.

"Don't worry, I'll let Boss Li do some work in the middle, I will definitely rescue you as soon as possible, smash the pot and sell iron, and let you return to China." Jiang Youtu regretted it at this time, and regretted letting Jiang Hai go abroad.

"Thank you Dad, thank you Dad, Dad, hurry up, I'm living like a year, those French blacks are terrible."

Jiang Hai is still being held in the French police station, and several black French people who are locked up with him are already pointing at his ass and secretly laughing, can Jiang Hai not be afraid.

Jiang Youtu hurriedly contacted Boss Li on Xiangmen Island and asked him to do the work of hell fire.

After a while, Boss Li called back.

"Mr. Jiang, I asked clearly, the other party's biggest bottom line is 500 million euros, or the equivalent of Chinese dollars."

"Five hundred million? That's more than 4 billion Chinese dollars, how much is my entire factory worth? This is the bankruptcy of my family. Jiang Youtu's cement factory is well-known in several provinces, but when he is rich, it means that he owes a lot of money to the bank.

In these years, the bigger the boss in China, the more money he owes to the bank.

He still owes the bank seven or eight hundred million, and the entire cement plant is also valued at more than four billion.

This had to be compensated, and he went back to the pre-liberation period overnight.

"Hey, I did my best, the other party didn't give face, and let out the wind, once convicted, Jiang Hai would spend the most painful ten days of his life in prison."

"Grass" Jiang Youtu heard this, he was angry and afraid, the most painful ten days? When he heard this, the blood of his heart dripped.

"And ---" Li Lao shook his head and sighed: "The other party also said that it is not ruled out that he will send someone to China to settle accounts with you in the future." ”

"It's too embarrassing to deceive people." Jiang Youtu stood up, and his whole body trembled with anger.

It's okay to set up a situation to harm my son, and he still wants to bully me at home.

But, but I can't really bully them.

Thinking that people are famous gangsters in Paris and even France, Jiang Youtu is far more afraid than angry.

Jiang Youtu discovered for the first time that his life was either rich or the boss.

In the past, I was rich and rich, and I always felt that there was no one to put in my eyes, but today, when the matter came to an end, I realized that sometimes, strong strength is more important than wealth.

As for Jiang Shen's little gangster, he was a gangster, and he dared to work against me, having money and a fart, and having power and strength is the most important thing.

He knew it too late, and there was nothing he could do now.

"Boss Li, there's still room for it."

"There's no room for anything, we don't know each other well, so we asked the French Chinese community to help us transfer, what are you going to do?" Whether to abandon the son and save the enterprise, or abandon the enterprise and save the son.

On one side is the enterprise, on the other side is flesh and blood.

Jiang Youtu sighed, and the old tears flowed: "What else, of course it's to protect my son." ”

If the company is gone, I can start again, and if my son is gone, who will send me to the end in the future.

But things are not so simple, even if he wants to sell the business to make money, it is not easy.

His cement factory is very large-scale, and the Yexing district government also strongly supports it, and if it is doing well, it will suddenly be sold, let alone whether anyone can buy it, and the government may not agree.

What to do?

Jiang Youtu wanted to try to borrow 500 million euros from the bank first.

But this amount is too big, Jiang Youtu can't say what the money is for, no bank dares to lend it to him, and even if there is, this kind of thing will definitely have to be held countless meetings before it is decided, and the French side does not have so much time for him.

At this time, Chen Peeling came to call.

"Lao Jiang, what's the matter, I heard that you borrowed money everywhere, isn't your cement factory very good?"

"Mr. Chen, it's hard to say." Jiang Youtu is now crying poor when he sees people, and he tells his son about it.

"Now the other party wants 500 million euros, and I went there to find so much money."

"Hell, so much? It's a robbery. ”

"That's right, Lao Chen, can you borrow some?" Jiang Youtu immediately went on the pole.

"Mr. Jiang," Chen peeled his name and heard him call Lao Chen, and immediately changed his name to Mr. Jiang, we are not so acquainted: "You don't know my background, I can't even make up 10 million euros in cash---- but ---"

"But what?"

"But I know a boss, domestic, very rich, it seems to be the second generation of officials, a little interested in industry, do you want to help you ask."

"Borrow or buy?" Jiang Youtu was a little puzzled.

"Then you have to talk to yourself to see if he is willing to borrow it."

"Call me." Jiang Youtu is now a dead horse and a live horse doctor, and he has fought for everything for his son.

After a while, Jiang Youtu got through to the other party's phone, and the voice sounded like a young man in his thirties, if he wanted to know that this person was the former gangster in Chengdong District, he estimated that he vomited a mouthful of blood and vomited to death.

"I heard Xiao Chen say it." Brother Chest Mao spoke in a very arrogant tone, opened his mouth Xiao Chen, closed his mouth Xiao Chen: "Your cement factory is a little famous, but this thing is risky, I want to engage in industry, but I want to engage in steel mills." ”

"Boss Mao, that is outdated, now the steel industry is bleak, several steel mills in the east of our city are broken, now the property market is developed, cement is booming, cement is king, my family is not in trouble, I will make money?"

"That's right." Chest hair seems to be a little impressed.

"500 million euros, I can take out cash, Europe, France, but I don't know anything about cement?"

"Lend me, count as you borrow me, you say interest, I can repay you at most ten."

"Ten years? I'll, what is 500 million euros to do, lend you ten years, how much I will lose. "Brother Chest Hair doesn't look like the boss, I can't torture me at every turn, I'm grass.

However, at this time, Jiang Youtu was dizzy, and he didn't think of this aspect in his mind.

"It's not okay to borrow, it's too much, so let's transfer 80% of the shares of your group to me, and you will make money in the future, and then buy it back little by little."

This is selling the enterprise, which is equivalent to selling his cement factory.

But fortunately, the other party only needs 80%.

However, in addition to the cement factory, Jiang Youtu also does real estate and opens hotels, and the group has many subsidiaries.

He was able to see that the other party wanted his company.

I always felt that it was a trap, that they were all designing my company, but I didn't have any power to fight back.

Jiang Youtu was grief-stricken, and fought with Brother Chest Mao a few more times, and finally Chest Hair was furious and wanted to hang up the phone: "Forget it, I have 500 million euros in hand, and I can't make money there, I helped you wrong." ”

"Don't, Boss Mao, okay, eighty percent is eighty." Jiang has a choice that the picture does not have.

In the whole world, the only one who can save his son is Boss Mao.

500 million euros, selling 80% of the group's shares.

What's the matter, I'll be listed, Jiang Youtu hung up the phone and burst into tears.

And in France at this time, Chen peeled his skin and burst the standard and shook his head and sighed, why bother, he owed 100 million Chinese dollars to the gentleman at the beginning, so you didn't pay it back, but now it's okay, it's 500 million euros.

You dare to owe money to Brother Gentry.

The explosive bid had already sworn in an instant, even if he only owed Jiang Shen a dime in the future, he would pay it back as soon as possible.

No one owes money to Jiang Shen.

Of course, Jiang Shen did not get 500 million euros.

This is Hell Fire, according to the agreement, Jiang Shen only took 100 million euros when he opened his mouth, and Hell Fire took 400 million.

This is how it should have ended.

However, it doesn't end there.

The Hellfire member in charge of handling the matter told Jamie Jr., who shook his head when he heard this.

Who is Little Jamie?

Little Jamie's father, old Jamie is the boss of hellfire, the most powerful person in the Paris underground.

He's been chasing Minael lately, but it's a bit difficult and he's in a bad mood.

I heard that someone under my command made 500 million euros from a son-in-law brother in Huaguo, and I was in a slightly better mood.

But then I heard that 100 million of them were going to be given to another Chinese because of the idea of the Chinese people.

How can this work, from beginning to end, we are doing things, and we have to fight some celebrities and police stations, and you will need 100 million if you move your mouth.

"Give him a million." After Little Jamie said this.

After a long, long time, he regretted thinking of this sentence, because of this sentence, he lost 400 million euros.

"This ---" his subordinates listened, and their heads were a little big: "Brother Jamie, this matter is led by Mislang's side, and I heard that the other party is also a very powerful person in Huaguo----"

He doesn't say it's awesome, but when he hears it, little Jamie is even more upset.

Is there anyone better than me in Paris? I'm about to run for the Nether Council, and Minel from the province says I'm not worthy of her.

However, he knew that Missron's company controlled the global gambling ball and had connections with the global gangsters, so he could not be offended.

However, both sides are good friends, will they do against us for the sake of the Chinese?

"You just said what I said, one million, to give face to Mithlang, does he want to help the Chinese people?" Little Jamie didn't believe that Misslang would help the Chinese.

Then the little brother thinks about it, yes, we are all French, and there is no reason for Misslang to help the Chinese.

So he called one of Missron's younger brothers.

"Our brother Jamie said that we can only give 1 million to the Chinese, and you have to pay 499 million."

The two sides originally agreed that Jiang Shen would get the company's shares in China, and then let people go here, and then ask Misslang's company to pool money to give Hell Blaze, so that all three parties would benefit, and only the Jiang family would be unlucky.

But as soon as the call came, Missron's face changed.

Nima, don't make trouble again, we just settled this plague god, do you also want to pay 500 million?

However, Mislang thought about it and smiled secretly.