Taking the elevator straight down, Platinum Ring was holding a briefcase in his hand. According to him, it contained 500,000 cash, which was his ticket.
After opening the door, special guards took him to the administrative area.
"Sir, you can leave the suitcase to me, and I will send it in for you." The guard said politely.
"Oh? Really? Do you know how much money is in it? Are you sure it's still the same amount when you open it?" Platinum Ring said gracefully.
"Please believe in my character, I will not touch the group a single bit." The guard almost swore on his mother.
"Really? I don't even know your name, so why should I believe in your character? Money is never a joke. If you lose a penny, I and you who took over will be thrown into the Huangpu River to feed the fish. Besides, if You didn’t get a dime from opening the box, so is it your responsibility?” Bo Jie Chi Guoguo threatened.
"This..." The guard was really a little scared, and he passed a sound through the earphones, and the platinum ring, which was not qualified to enter the administrative area, was brought in just like that.
As for the other side, Lao Chen also came to have fun, he is not interested in boxing, only women can mention his nature, in the specially opened box, drinking flower wine and having a good time.
Without any warning, Silver Nail walked into the box with the royal salute in his hand and poured wine with his back to Old Chen.
Old Chen, who drank so much that his vision doubled, looked at the perky buttocks in front of him as if he had known him before. He licked his lips and wanted to do it.
"If I were you, I wouldn't do this, old Mr. Chen." Yinding said, and the familiar voice had already woken up half of his drink.
"It's you!" The vigilant old Chen instinctively fumbled for a gun in his pocket, and his mother had already handed it in when he entered the door.
"Isn't it just my old lover? By the way, are you sure you want to chat in front of so many people? Or do you want to go out and broadcast?" Yinding sat down beside Lao Chen after speaking.
The ladies were stunned, they had never seen such a dick waiter.
"You all get out, we have to talk alone." Lao Chen was still not drunk, and drove everyone out with a blushing face.
There was only one man and one woman left in the huge box, but Lao Chen really didn't have any sex feelings at all, but if he still had any desire to have sex, he would just slap his big mouth wildly, Why did you learn to take selfies like Teacher Chen
"Tell me, what do you want? I've had enough of playing guessing games with you." Old Chen poured himself a glass of water and drank it down.
"Actually, I've had enough fun, let's just talk about the money, one million, I will delete all the photos, and leave this city immediately, so that you will never see me again." Silver Nail said very straightforwardly.
"It's that simple?" Old Chen was stunned.
"What? Do you think it's expensive to buy your life?" Silver Nail smiled.
"It's not that you think it's expensive, it's just that you've been playing with me for so long, and it turned out to be so easy to make an offer?" Old Chen wondered, if the little girl in front of him asked for money, he could tell him right away, one million is not too little , but definitely not many, I believe Lao Chen will not hesitate too much.
"It's hard for every family to recite scriptures. My family is in urgent need of money recently, so don't talk so much, can you give me a word." Yinding didn't want to talk too much.
"Here! Isn't it just one million, definitely." Old Chen said quickly.
"Okay, take the money now, and I'll disappear right away." Silver Nail said readily.
"Now? How can I get so much cash now? There's a fucking typhoon blowing outside again!" Old Chen was depressed.
"This is not what I'm thinking about, but your trouble. Doesn't the financial office of the administrative district have so much cash? I don't believe it if I kill you." Silver Nail said and turned his attention to the administrative district.
"Yes, you can pay in advance, then you wait for me here, I'll go get it now." After saying that, Lao Chen wanted to get up, but was held back by the silver nail again.
"Friend, you go alone. I know whether you brought back money or your subordinates? I have taken a great risk to come here to find you, and I will never let you out of my sight now." Silver Nail said relentlessly "Girl, you have a lot of things to do. I, Old Chen, are also a respectable figure in the Tao. I will definitely do what I promised you." Old Chen said, patting his chest.
"Hehe, what qualifications do I have for a man who won't let go of his siblings? How about this, take me in, and I'll leave as soon as I get the money." Silver Nail said with a smile.
"Forget it, I'm afraid of you, come on, let's solve this matter quickly." Old Chen was also very upset by this crap, and some principled issues had long been forgotten.
Lao Chen left the private room with the silver nails, passed through the crowded and lively boxing ring, and walked towards the gate of the administrative area.
When the guard saw Old Chen, he hurriedly greeted him, "Hello, Hall Master."
"Well, open the door, we're going in." Old Chen said like a boss.
"This... is not in compliance with the rules, is it? Her level is not qualified to enter the administrative area." The guard asked.
"I'm taking my girl to have sex, what's wrong with the rules? Don't you want me to show things in public? Open the door!" Lao Chen was as upset today as if he had taken the wrong medicine, Xiao Xiao The guards didn't dare to stop him, after all, the other party was the hall master, and his seniority alone could crush him to death.
The guards who did not log off the assembly line let him go again, and watched Lao Chen walk into the administrative area with the silver nail in his arms.
At this time, Bo Ring, who was in the accounting room, put the suitcase on the table, and naturally looked around the small room of only 20 square meters. 100% sealed, even the vents are closed. Four female clerks wearing only underwear are counting the piles of cash with beads of sweat all over their bodies, which is more than ten million by casual calculation. The banknote detector that was running rattled and stacked the counted banknotes aside, waiting to be shipped out, and then the cleaned money was transferred to the account through other channels of the Qingbang.
There is no surveillance camera in the accounting room, and the door to this room is even made of steel plates, in case the police raid it, and the surveillance video will become ironclad evidence.
Making sure no one is sneaking around are five guards, all with heavy chains around their necks, attached directly to the walls, and all armed with pistols. Every shift is 24 hours. No matter how greedy they are during the shift, even if they shoot everyone, they can’t take the money. If the accounts do not match or theft occurs, the guards on duty will be beaten to death in this way.
The financial management of the Green Gang is so perverted that it can ensure that there are no mistakes in such a large stall. Its operating capacity even exceeds that of the world's top 500 companies. After all, they cannot kill people.
After putting down the cash box, Platinum Ring raised his hands and stepped aside, because all the guards pointed their guns at him. This is also the rule of the accounting room, and everyone who walks through that door is suspicious.
"Brothers, take it easy, I'm here to give you money, not your life." Platinum Ring smiled.
An underwear accountant stepped forward to open the box, and the first reaction was that the smell in the box was really good, as if the money had been sprayed with French perfume. Looking at a box of 50 bundles of red tickets, the accountant is no stranger to it. He has long since lost the passion he should have. Anyway, no matter how happy he is, it is someone else's money.
And when the accountant picked up a dozen and looked at it, his face immediately turned green, "What's going on?"
"What's wrong?" A guard with a gun asked curiously.
"The banknotes... except for the real banknotes on the face, there are... ghost coins inside?!" The accountant has counted the banknotes issued by various banks around the world, and has never counted the one billion denomination banknotes produced by Tiandi Bank.
"What the hell are you playing? Molesting the accountant of the Qinggang is not something that can be settled with just an apology." The captain of the guard pulled the bolt and loaded it.
"Is it really that difficult to settle you? I don't think so." Although Platinum Ring raised his hands, the contemptuous smile on his face indicated that he was the real controller.
Without any warning, several guards and take-out accountants suddenly lost consciousness and passed out on the ground. If you look carefully, you will find that Platinum Ring's chest has never risen and fallen since he entered the accounting room. He has been in a state of closed breathing, and his powerful lung lobes and camouflage skills can even allow him to hold his breath for 20 minutes without showing his breath. Not the slightest difference.
However, once the fast-spreading drug in the suitcase was inhaled into the body, it would take effect in just 2 minutes. There was no need for platinum rings, and just a sealed environment helped him all the help.
He took out a gas mask from under the pile of money in the suitcase. Not long after he put on the platinum ring, there was a knock on the door outside the accounting room.
Looking out through the cat's eyes, it was Lao Chen who came with silver nails knocking on the door impatiently.
"Open the door quickly, it's me, Lao Chen, don't you recognize me?" Lao Chen shouted.
Bo Ring smiled and opened the door. Old Chen looked at the accountants and guards who fell to the ground. Before he could yell out, he was pushed by Silver Nail and fell directly into the room.
"Why are you so slow?" Platinum Ring handed the extra gas mask to Silver Nail.
"This old bald donkey has a lot of things to do, and he wasted a lot of tongue." Yinding explained while taking out the alloy blade from his mouth, and then put on the mask.
"Hero, please spare me! I have an 80-year-old mother and a 3-year-old child. The whole family depends on me to support me alone. I have died!" The other party came prepared, and before others threatened him, he knelt down on the ground consciously, tears and snot flowing together into a river.
"Hey, he seems to be better at pretending than you?" Yinding sighed, "Others are acting in their true colors. If you let me pretend to be afraid of death, it's better to be like him."
"Old Chen, I won't make things difficult for you, just sing "Little Apple" and listen to it, you can sing it so well that you don't have to die." Yinding said and started to take off his clothes.
"Yes, yes, yes! You are my little apple, how can I love you..." Old Chen just sang happily, then passed out on the ground.
"It's terrible to sing." The frowning Platinum Ring also began to undress.
"I don't care if he sounds good or not, it's enough to increase his lung capacity and make him faint quickly." Silver Nail stuck out his little tongue and said cutely.
A few minutes later, without anyone noticing, a platinum ring and silver studs in a guard's suit came out of the accounting room.