"Sayou, what's going on? You'd better explain it to me clearly."
Mahajan glared at Sayu coldly, obviously not knowing that Sayu had caused trouble by driving away wolves and devouring tigers, and he is still kept in the dark to this day.
Things have developed to this point, and Sayu has nothing to hide.
Like pouring beans from a bamboo tube, he said it all at once.
"Idiot, don't you know how to come to me if you don't have enough money? Why do you want to make your own decisions? I, Mahajan, rely on my credibility to have the status I have today, but you have totally embarrassed me."
After hearing this, Mahajan cursed angrily and wished he could get a gun and kill Sayu with one shot.
Just like being a gangster in Hong Kong in the last century, becoming the boss relied on "loyalty". Mahajan has been doing drug business in India for so many years, and becoming the boss relied on credibility.
We will provide good enough goods and never fake them. We have agreed to only supply you the goods, but we will not ship them to your counterparty. We say how much the goods cost, just how much they cost, etc.
It was precisely because of this good "business reputation" that he attracted enough customers and finally established his status as the Poison King of India.
It's not Mahajan's style to hire a mercenary group to do work at a negotiated price but then not pay them later.
Sayu was slapped in the face by the old Mahajan. In fact, he felt bitter in his heart and couldn't express it. The old Mahajan's lingering power was still there and he didn't dare to talk back.
He could only explain helplessly: "Since you were imprisoned, all the account funds in your name have been frozen, and you don't have that much money at all."
"Who said I have no money..."
Old Mahajan blew his beard and stared, wanting to argue, but remembering that he was in prison, he could only hold back his words and swallowed back the words he almost said.
He glanced at the door to the left, and the prison guard guarding the door was shocked.
Realizing that the old Mahajan didn't want him to be in the way, he immediately opened the door and walked out consciously, so as not to hear the unforeseen disaster that he shouldn't have heard.
After driving away the prison guards who were causing trouble, old Mahajan did not finish what he had finished.
I closed my eyes and meditated!
Even "workers" in families with strict wives can find various ways to hide private money.
As a drug lord who controls all the reading materials in India and has many companies under his name, how could he not have a private secret account?
There are all kinds of financial masters around the world. As long as you can afford enough money, they have ten thousand ways to hide your money.
Sayu is indeed a master in fighting, but he is still a bit lacking in financial business.
As long as he knew a little bit about this and came to the prison in advance to take care of old Mahajan, the lack of the millions of commissions from the White Rose Mercenary Group would not be a problem at all, and there would be no subsequent troubles.
There was no way Long Zhan could take advantage of this opportunity and make a huge profit from it.
Unfortunately, no one is perfect.
Sayu's mistake is completely understandable. Not everyone is as good as Long Zhan.
After the old Mahajan calmed down his emotions, he didn't want to talk any more nonsense, so he decided to solve the problem directly and asked: "How much is the balance owed to you?"
"8 million is US dollars!" Long Zhan said.
"Okay, as long as you send Ove to Bombay and ensure that my son is unharmed, I will give you the balance you owe..."
"Wait, I'm not done yet."
Long Zhan interrupted Old Mahajan's words, stretched out a hand and said: "Due to Sayu's breach of contract, the difficulty of the operation has increased, resulting in the death of 5 of our members. You need to pay an additional 5 million US dollars."
The compensation totaled 13 million yuan."
Before Long Zhan, he made a big deal and promptly compensated the White Rose Mercenary Group for 5 million. He had already thought about how to make up for the money.
The wool is gathered here!
"5000000?"
Old Mahajan frowned and his shrewd eyes rolled in his eye sockets. This was the external reaction of the brain's deep thinking.
Long Zhan did not interrupt old Mahajan and gave him enough time to think clearly.
Sayu looked at Long Zhan's back, with more admiration in his eyes, admiring Long Zhan's lion's open mouth.
Facing a super drug lord in a country with a huge population, not many people can calmly confront him.
More than a minute later.
Old Mahajan's eyes stabilized, and his demeanor also changed significantly. His eyes suddenly became sharper, with a bit more violent murderous intent.
Sayu thought that Long Zhan wanted too much money and the old Mahajan couldn't accept it and the talks collapsed, so he couldn't help but frown.
Long Zhan was still very calm.
Even deep in this calm demeanor, there is still a sense of pride that his cunning calculation has finally succeeded and everything is under control.
Long Zhan was sure that the old Mahajan was angry and his target was Amir, who captured his son.
Moreover, if Amir fails this time, there will probably be another time. Old Mahajan himself is in prison and cannot guarantee the safety of his son.
In order to continue the bloodline of the Mahajan family, old Mahajan must do one thing.
This thing is "Kill Amir"!
No matter what the price is, Amir must be killed so that future troubles can be avoided and his son Ove can be safe.
What Old Mahajan said next proved that Long Zhan's guess was completely correct.
"Five million compensation, no problem. In addition, I will give you another five million, and you can help me kill him. You know who I am talking about."
The look of determination in the old Mahajan's eyes has already represented that the situation has reached a dead end where two tigers are fighting and one of them will die. There is no third way to go.
Long Zhan had perfectly predicted the old Mahajan. Hearing these words, he did not accept it happily. Instead, he said sarcastically to his face: "5 million? Mr. Mahajan, are you sure you are not joking?"
"What, is there a problem? Could it be that your mercenary, who commands the highest price in South Asia, can't even do this?" Lao Ma said sarcastically in turn.
"It's not that we can't do it, it's that we can't do it with the money you gave us."
Long Zhan knocked on the iron table and explained in a calm tone: "I think you know better than me how powerful he is there.
That guy never leaves his lair. If you want to kill him, you can only go deep into the tiger's den. He is the underground emperor, and it is very difficult to kill him.
You want us to do it for only 5 million, are you sending homeless people off the street?"
Sayu himself was very afraid of old Mahajan. Seeing that Long Zhan dared to take the opportunity to blackmail old Mahajan, he felt inexplicably happy.
If the occasion wasn't inappropriate, he would have wanted to give Long Zhan a thumbs up.
Old Mahajan, who was blackmailed by Long Zhan, knew that Long Zhan was taking the opportunity to ask for a price, but he had no choice but to lower his head and ponder.
After all, throughout South Asia and even the world, there are not many people and organizations who dare to take on this life.
It is not cheaper to find someone else, and there is no guarantee that the task can be completed. There is a high probability that money will be spent, but the matter will not be completed in the end.
The White Rose Mercenary Group has at least rescued Ove, and its strength has been fully demonstrated.
After nearly two minutes of consideration, old Mahajan had a look of pain in his eyes and said with an ugly face: "Another 8 million, this is my bottom line."
"Twelve million, this is also my bottom line."
Long Zhan's expression was also very decisive, and he added a sentence, hammering: "If Amir is not removed for one day, Ove will be captured again at any time. If we try to rescue him then, there will be more than this."
Long Zhan's words touched the old Mahajan's physical pain. He had no choice but to cut his flesh for the sake of his family's bloodline.
He gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "10 million, I can only take out so much. If you accept it, treat it as a favor that I, old Mahajan, owe you."
Through observation and micro-expression analysis, Long Zhan was basically certain that this was indeed the limit of Lao Mahajan's "small treasury", and his own expectation was also 10 million.
So he pretended to be difficult and said: "Okay, although you are a scumbag selling reading materials, but for the sake of you being a good father, Ove is also innocent, so we will take over this job.
But in order to prevent another accident, this time you must pay 80% of the commission in advance. I don’t want to do something again but not get the money.”
Long Zhan deliberately broke Sayu's contract and threw him out again in order to force the old Mahajan to cooperate.
Although Long Zhan guessed that old Mahajan had a small treasury, he could not confirm whether he actually saw it or not. Only when the money was in his pocket was it real money.
Usually when mercenaries are hired to work, they pay 20 to 30%, and at most they only pay half in advance.
Long Zhan's request for an advance payment of 80% was indeed more, but because it was his own people who made the mistake first, old Mahajan really didn't have the face to bargain.
I could only accept this dumb loss helplessly, took out the phone from my pocket and started making calls.
He is worthy of being a major drug lord in India. Even if he is caught in jail, he can still enjoy privileges. He carries his mobile phone with him and can make calls whenever he wants.
No wonder Sayu and the prison guards here are so afraid of old Mahajan who has become a prisoner.
This tmd carries a personal phone with him. Even though he is locked up in prison, it is actually as if he is not locked up. He can still control his subordinates outside.
If you make this old guy unhappy...
With Lao Mahajan spread all over India, the entangled gangsters and drug dealers, the families of Nasayu and the prison guards will be sent to heaven in minutes by the reading dealers.