Possessing wealth and protecting wealth is what Zhang Jingshun naturally wants to do in response to the development of human nature.
But many things cannot be done overnight, so it also needs to be low-key!
Just when Zhang Jingwei was planning the future, Mike came to Tokyo, Shibuya, Nishihara, No. 12-6.
This is an apartment building, where rich people live.
In front of the apartment building, Mike looked up at the twenty-story apartment building for a moment, and then walked into the first-floor foyer.
The foyer is small, with only one aisle and a service desk.
A security policeman and a middle-aged female property staff member were chatting.
Mike interrupted them and said, "I am Mr. Karloff Ghosn's guest. Please help me swipe the elevator card."
The security police's job is to see that Karloff Ghosn cannot run away, and because of his duty, he uses a metal detector on Mike.
Coins, belts, keys and other metals must be left behind.
After confirming that there were no dangerous goods, the security police swiped the elevator card for Mike.
The elevator stopped at the sixth floor, a one-echelon-one-family apartment building, a symbol of Tokyo's wealthy people.
Knocking on the door, Mike saw Karloff Ghosn, a middle-aged man who looked like Chaplin.
Suddenly, Mike had a plan in mind.
"Hello Mr. Karloff Ghosn," Mike introduced himself, "I'm coming from Los Angeles. Are you planning to hold a concert at your home?"
The little Karloff Ghosn looked at Mike and said with an exaggerated expression: "The life under house arrest is too boring, I need music to relax."
As he spoke, Ghosn gestured to indicate there might be listening devices in the room.
"What kind of music do you like?" Mike also gestured and asked for paper and pen as he spoke.
"Come in and have a drink," Karloff Ghosn stepped aside. "I'm so bored. Let's talk while we drink."
Mike left the apartment half an hour later and was never seen again.
The next day a small band arrived in Tokyo from Los Angeles.
After the band landed and took a short rest, they came to provide services to Karloff Ghosn.
After an hour of playing and singing, the group of ten people dragged their music boxes, big and small, straight to the airport and left on a private jet.
Because of the father-son relationship, everyone from Citizen to Japanese customs was a VVIP, and there was no delay in the whole process.
By the time the security police discovered that Karloff Ghosn was missing, he was already on the private plane.
By the time the security police arrived at the airport, the plane had already flown away.
"call!"
The short Karloff Ghosn emerged from the cello box, "Where am I now?"
"On the plane."
Mike, who used a fake passport, a wig and contact lenses, answered with a calm expression.
"Thank you for saving me."
"You're welcome," Mike conjured a pistol as he spoke, "Let's talk about why the Japanese put you under house arrest."
Karloff Ghosn: "..."
"Don't be like this," Karloff Ghosn smiled awkwardly, "You are here to save me, not thugs."
"You have been rescued," Mike pointed at the gun. "It is normal to have broken hands, broken legs, and gunshot wounds while escaping."
Seeing that Mike was being serious, Karloff Ghosn's expression became serious, "You guys are not distinguishing between black and white and are committing robbery!"
"Wrong," Mike argued, "we are acting in our true colors."
Mike cocked his pistol as he spoke.
"I said," Karloff Ghosn compromised, "I run a multinational accounting company that helps companies avoid gray taxes. Because I was found guilty, I was put under house arrest."
Because it was not a commercial flight, Mike took the phone and called directly.
Zhang Jingzheng was sleeping with Silan in his arms and was answering the phone in a daze. Hearing that Karloff Ghosn was under house arrest due to accounting issues, he was immediately uninterested.
"We will stay out of this matter," Zhang Jing ordered Mike on the phone, "send him to the target location and complete the deal."
The final destination of Karloff Ghosn's escape is Beirut, the capital of Lebanon.
Because it is a medium-sized private jet, it needs to refuel in Manila, Jakarta, and New Delhi.
Arrive at location in 24 hours.
As the plane landed, Karloff Ghosn excitedly told Mike, "This will be my paradise. Thank you for everything you have done for me. I am very grateful."
"You're welcome," Mike looked like an honest man, "I wish you a happy escape."
When the plane stopped and the door opened, Karloff Ghosn was the first to get off the plane happily.
He jumped up to a Benben commercial vehicle and two escorts who came to pick him up.
Approaching him, he instinctively felt something was wrong. The short Ghosn slowed down and turned around to find Mike again in the next second.
"Follow ***," Karloff Ghosn invited Mike. "Luxury cars, pretty girls, whatever you want."
Although he was getting a weekly salary, Mike knew that he was employed for life and could not get off the ship.
Ignoring Karloff Ghosn, Mike greeted the staff at the empty airport and called for a refueling truck to refuel the plane.
Seeing that Mike ignored him, Karloff Ghosn worriedly said, "The person who came to pick me up may have a problem. Can you protect me for three days, ten thousand meters a day."
"Do Japanese people move so fast?" Mike asked casually.
"Well..." Karloff Ghosn looked embarrassed, "I not only offended the Japanese people, but also other people. Things are a bit troublesome."
"Your trouble is not my trouble."
"Yes," admitted Karloff Ghosn, "I paid you to take on some of the trouble for me."
"You need to reach out," Mike reminded. "If there is an order, I will protect you; if not, I won't do anything."
"The price is too high," Karloff Ghosn complained. "We trade privately. You make more and I save a little money."
Again, Mike knew that he was employed for life and could not escape. There was no need to offend the boss for a small amount of money.
Seeing that Mike was determined not to help, Ghosn dodged and ran onto the plane.
Deng Deng stepped on the ladder and ran as fast as a rabbit.
Mike smiled, what an idiot, this is a cross-border flight, do you think you can just get on the plane and leave?
Finally, Karloff Ghosn took the initiative to get off the plane and walked towards the Benben commercial vehicle that came to pick him up.
really.
As soon as he arrived at the vehicle, Karloff Ghosn was forced into the car by his traitorous subordinates, and then the car drove away.
Mike took everything into account, and since it didn't matter, he made simple preparations and took off again.
The next day I met the boss at Kanfan Farm and reported on the work.
"You mean that Karloff Ghosn escaped to Beirut and was still captured?" Zhang Jing asked in surprise.
Mike nodded, "Depending on the situation, he might as well stay in Japan."
"Haha," Zhang Jing smiled happily, "Going out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den, Ghosn is probably very depressed now."
Karloff Ghosn was not only depressed, he was being beaten so badly that he was screaming.
"Let's not talk about Ghosn," Zhang Jing took the initiative to change the subject. "You go and rest. Tomorrow I will go to the Yin Kingdom to watch Katie's quarter-finals. Is the plane back?"
"No," Mike replied. "Parked on the farm track, refueling."
There are five planes on the farm, and the farthest one can fly 2,000 kilometers, making it impossible to leave the country.
Long distance travel requires renting a plane.
The owner of the machine is the Hollywood star John Walta, a colleague of the new director Marcus.
Zhang Jing took out his cell phone and called Barbie and asked her to rent the plane for a few more days.
Because the pilot needed to rest, Zhang Jing left the next day.
However, a problem was discovered as soon as he got on the plane. Zhang Jing's first reaction was that Mike had betrayed him.
