In the center of Jinling, where every inch of land is precious, stands a fifty-story building.
"Dingye" hangs high on the roof of the building, with two bright red characters. Every detail highlights the distinguished status of the owner.
Chen Fan was wearing a sweatshirt, a peaked cap and sunglasses, deliberately covering his face as much as possible.
He walked into Dingye Building and came to the front desk.
"I want to see Mr. Wang Dingye, please inform me."
The lady at the front desk raised her head and looked at the strange man in front of her suspiciously.
"Do you have an appointment?" the front desk asked.
Chen Fan shook his head.
"Sorry sir, Mr. Wang's schedule is full today. If you don't have an appointment, please come back another day."
Chen Fan knew that Wang Dingye would not be easily seen, and he had been prepared for this.
He took out a piece of paper from his pocket and put it on the table, "Please, help me give this to Mr. Wang. If he still refuses to see me, I will leave immediately."
The lady at the front desk hesitated slightly.
The man in front of me looks mysterious, but he doesn't look crazy.
Could it be a private detective hired by the boss?
She thought for a while, then picked up the note and walked in.
Wang Dingye's office on the top floor is 500 square meters. At this time, he is sitting on the boss's chair reading the newspaper.
At this time the male secretary walked in.
"Mr. Wang, the front desk said that someone is looking for you downstairs and brought you this."
Wang Dingye adjusted his glasses and took the note from his secretary with a frown.
I saw it read:
"The snowstorm won't be over soon."
Wang Dingye's expression suddenly changed and he stood up from his chair, "Where is this person!?"
"Just wait at the front desk."
"Bring him up quickly. Oh, take him to the freight elevator at the back and don't let others see him."
Seeing that the usually steady boss was so excited, the secretary didn't dare to neglect and quickly agreed to go over and invite someone.
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After a while, Chen Fan came to Wang Dingye.
Wang Dingye looked up and down at the man in front of him. He was just an ordinary young man, so he relaxed a little. Could this boy have come to deceive me?
But how did he know about the snow disaster?
"Answer me three questions. Who are you? What are you doing here looking for me? And, what do you mean when you say the snowstorm won't be over soon?"
Wang Dingye asked gloomily.
The male secretary closed the office door. At this time, there were only three people in the huge office: Chen Fan, Wang Dingye and the male secretary.
Chen Fan turned back and glanced in the direction of the door. The male secretary put one hand into the inner chest pocket of his suit with a fierce expression on his face.
Wang Dingye leaned lazily on the leather sofa and instantly changed into the face of a gangster brother.
"No need to look, there is no one else on this floor. Moreover, my office was specially decorated by Xiaolong Security. Even if there is an explosion here, it will not be heard from outside."
Wang Dingye crossed his legs, tilted his body, and glanced at Chen Fan from the corner of his eyes.
Chen Fan had expected this look on his face, but he didn't expect that this guy would go straight to the topic as soon as he started, without even going through the cutscenes.
It seems that rich people really care about efficiency in doing things.
"Mr. Wang, actually you don't need to care about who I am, you only need to care about whether what I say is the truth. Not only do I know that the snow disaster will last for a long time in a month, I also know that you plan to use the disaster to make money, and your charity The hospital is a cover-up, a tool prepared to resell prescription drugs and make profits..."
click
Before Chen Fan finished speaking, the male secretary behind him had already pulled out a pistol from his pocket, opened the safety and pointed it at Chen Fan's head.
Although this guy was well-dressed and looked like a civilian secretary, Chen Fan could tell from his fierce eyes that this male secretary's real job was to be Wang Dingye's personal bodyguard or killer.
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Wang Dingye raised a hand and said, "Don't worry, let him finish what he said."
Chen Fan calmly sat down opposite Wang Dingye.
"Don't worry, Mr. Wang. Since I came to you, I just want to do business well. If you want to cause trouble, I will go directly to the Public Security Bureau and report it."
"Oh? Doing business?"
Seeing that the young man in front of him was still calm and calm in the face of the black hole of the gun, Wang Dingye couldn't help but become interested in Chen Fan, "Tell me, what should I do?"
"It's very simple, give me 50 million, and no one will know your secret. And I can tell you the exact duration of the snow disaster. I can guarantee that the information I provide is much more accurate than the so-called official news."
"Hahaha"
Wang Dingye laughed, "Are you treating me like a three-year-old child? Why should I believe that the information you provided is accurate? I have many friends in the government. If there is inside information, they will tell me immediately .”
"Your friends, do they also know your true purpose of opening the hospital?" Chen Fan said calmly.
Wang Dingye suddenly stopped laughing.
Indeed, what he did this time is tantamount to jeopardizing the country's wealth. If the secret is exposed, no one can protect him!
Therefore, Wang Dingye was extremely cautious and never disclosed it to anyone, but the boy in front of him knew it clearly.
Chen Fan smiled slightly and continued, "No one in the world except me knows the information I can provide. No one in Jinling is stupid enough to blackmail you, Wang Dingye, right?"
Having said this, Chen Fan glanced at the male secretary who was pointing a gun at him.
"If you find out that I'm cheating, you can kill me at any time. This shouldn't be difficult for you."
Wang Dingye stared into Chen Fan's eyes for a full minute.
Although he didn't believe that anyone could predict snow disasters, the person in front of him was really strange.
To know that he has such a secret business plan is really not an ordinary person.
Maybe he really knows how long the snowstorm will last?
If you can grasp the accurate duration of the disaster, you can make more targeted preparations and make more money!
Compared with the huge profits, a mere fifty million is just a drop in the bucket.
Wang Dingye was heartbroken, "Okay, I will believe you once! But remember, kid, no one can play tricks in front of me, Wang Dingye. If I find you dishonest, I can kill you in a hundred ways." you."
Facing Wang Dingye's threat, Chen Fan just laughed.
"No problem, then Mr. Wang, how long do you need to prepare 50 million? I need it urgently, the sooner the better."
Wang Dingye didn't answer. He stood up silently and walked to a bookcase on one wall to stop.
He reached out and selected a book on the shelf, and gently pulled the book out.
Wow!
It turns out that this book is actually a mechanism.
With a sound of friction between pulleys and tracks, the bookcases on the entire wall automatically separated to both sides.
Chen Fan was shocked. Behind the bookcase, there was actually a lot of cash!
"I, Wang Dingye, need time to prepare for 50 million? There are 200 million here, you can take as much as you can!" Wang Dingye looked at Chen Fan with disdain.
A one-million-dollar bill weighs about 23 pounds.
Fifty million is 1,150 pounds!
Don't you need it urgently? Let me see how you take it away?
Appreciating the way ordinary people are stunned when they see huge wealth is one of the greatest pleasures of wealthy people.
Whenever this happens, Wang Dingye will feel an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
What he didn't know was that when Chen Fan saw the mountains of cash, he felt no less satisfied than he did!
Chen Fan looked at Wang Dingye and showed his eight teeth happily.
"Take as much as you can, that's up to you!"
