[Volume 1]

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Looking at the little brother’s cell phone, Chen Ming felt so shabby! It’s so hard for these mountains. I don’t even know what year this cell phone was produced. Its age is comparable to that of the big brother. Looking at the little brother, Chen Ming sighed with emotion.

He said: "Okay, after finishing the call, throw away the phone. After we finish this vote, we will buy you an apple."

"Hey, thank you, boss, thank you, boss." When the younger brother heard that Chen Ming was going to buy him the most popular apple in the world, he was so happy that he thanked him so much that he almost knelt down in front of Chen Ming.

Apple mobile phone is what many mobile phone enthusiasts want; its price is comparable to a computer. In the newspaper, isn't there someone who sells his kidney to buy an Apple? Now, Chen Ming is giving it away for free.

Awesome!

According to the phone number provided by Wang Zifu, Chen Ming dialed the number. After a while, the phone was connected. Soon, it rang once and someone hurriedly picked up the phone. Chen Ming did not speak, but an old man stood on the other side.

The voice asked anxiously: "Hey, who is it? Is it Fu'er? Is it Fu'er?"

"Hello, is this Director Wang?" After waiting for a long time, Chen Ming said to the phone in a hoarse voice.

"You are..." Wang Zifu's father pretended to be confused; he might have already guessed who Chen Ming was.

"Haha, your son is in our hands." After saying that, Chen Ming handed the phone to Wang Zifu's mouth; the latter also cooperated very well. Hearing his father's voice, he shouted excitedly: "Dad, save me

Ah! Save me!"

"Hey, Fu'er, where are you? Don't be afraid, dad will find a way to save you." Wang Zifu's dad heard his son's voice and shouted anxiously.

"Director Wang, don't worry! Your son is in our hands very well. Not a single hair has fallen off! But... in a few days, I can't guarantee it." Chen Ming threatened,

He's already inside; in a few days, your son will be slaughtered as a New Year pig, and it's up to you.

"What do you want?" Wang Zifu's father asked anxiously.

"Hey, Chairman Wang, you are a smart man, you know what we want? We only want money, not life. You can take care of it yourself?" Chen Ming's voice was hoarse and he spoke in an orderly manner; who would have thought that,

The leader of the kidnappers is actually a 19-year-old young man. Moreover, the conversation is so sophisticated.

"Oh, I understand, tell me! How much do you want?" Wang Zifu's father sighed and said helplessly.

Chen Ming was silent for a while and looked at the remaining brothers; this group was bitter, and the other ones were all excited to death. How much does it cost? Ten thousand? Twenty thousand? In their big mountain, they are struggling to survive outside.

They work, and then return to their hometown at the end of the year with only a few thousand yuan in savings. People like them, except for food and drink, have nothing when they go back. Now, they only work one job, which is enough for a year!

Ma Ge is more promising than them. After all, he is a man who has read a book. He knows that ten thousand or twenty thousand is too little, which sounds like a lot, but it means nothing if it is divided among people. He immediately leaned into Chen Ming’s ear and said,

He held out three fingers and whispered: "I want three hundred thousand!"
Chapter completed!