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Wang Minghui said with difficulty, "President Huang, our line of work is very risky, and it's not just me making money. The entire network of relationships costs money, and I really can't offer a discount."

"Alright." Huang Weicheng replied helplessly, "Seventy percent it is then. What do you need me to do?"

He knew that if he wanted to transfer the funds that night, he had to rely on Wang Minghui's help.

If no discount was possible, then he had no choice but to accept it.

Accepting this price, he would still have six billion.

If he didn't accept it, by the time the court began the session and pronounced the judgement the next morning, he wouldn't have a single penny.

Wang Minghui immediately smiled, "What you need to do is very simple, just tell me your bank account number and password. I guarantee that before dawn tomorrow in China, I'll have transferred the money to your overseas bank account."

Huang Weicheng narrowed his eyes, "What if you transfer all my money away and don't leave me anything?"

This worry wasn't unreasonable.

Once he told the other party the bank account number and password, and they transferred the money away without leaving him any, he would have no way to handle it.

If he had money, he could still seek revenge.

Without money, there was nothing left to avenge.

So, doing this was still very risky.

Wang Minghui said with a smile, "President Huang, rest assured, in this business, we value credibility above all. I've been doing this for many years. It's not possible that I would destroy the credibility I've worked so hard to build just for this amount of money."

Who knows?

Huang Weicheng said to himself, but he knew that other than trusting, he had no other choice. So he said, "Okay, I trust you!"

After hanging up the phone, he sent several bank account numbers and passwords to Wang Minghui.

Having done all this, Huang Weicheng felt like he had aged by ten years.

Seventy percent of the money was gone just like that.

If Wang Minghui wasn't trustworthy, it would all be gone.

However, he believed Wang Minghui wouldn't cheat him.

Having already taken a seventy percent commission, it made no sense to risk his reputation for the remaining thirty percent.

Gathering his thoughts, Huang Weicheng packed up some stuff, called his subordinates, and asked them to prepare the private plane and apply for a flight route to Southeast Asia.

His wife and children were already traveling abroad.

Being the only one in the country meant it wasn't much trouble.

Stepping out of the villa, Huang Weicheng looked back at his house with a sigh.

Once abroad, living as comfortably as he did back home seemed impossible.

The predicament he was in was all because of Xu Yang.

Thinking of the money he transferred, he felt much more at ease.

"No matter what, you won't get a penny!"

Huang Weicheng snorted coldly.

He got into the car and left for the airport.

...

On Xu Yang's side.

He received a call from Ma Yangrong reporting, "President Xu, Huang Weicheng has found an international broker to transfer all his cash overseas."

Xu Yang frowned, "Is it possible to stop it?"

Having fought so long with Huang Weicheng, of course, he wanted to make money off Huang Weicheng.

In his view, the money in Huang Weicheng's hands was already his.

"We can." Ma Yangrong said with a smile, "It's just that I wanted to ask, are we really going to wipe him out? If we block his money, even if he makes it overseas, his life will be at rock bottom."

Xu Yang snorted coldly, "He brought it upon himself."

Ma Yangrong replied with a smile, "Understood, I'll get right on it."

...

In the Beautiful Country, a certain villa.

At this time in the Beautiful Country, it was nearing noon.

Wang Minghui lay in the courtyard on a chair, basking in the sun.

There were two blond and blue-eyed beauties, one massaging his shoulders and the other kneading his feet.

Life was very comfortable.

At that moment, the phone on the table beside him began to ring.

His phone was not like ordinary ones; it was bulkier than a regular phone.

It was a satellite phone, not easily intercepted, and it could get signal anywhere.

Wang Minghui was involved in money laundering; such a phone was necessary for safety.

If he had been using those common smartphones, he would have been arrested and in jail long ago!

After several rings, Wang Minghui answered the call, "Hello, is it done?"

The person on the other end of the line was his contact network in domestic banks, named Ye Chen.

The money-making operation this time was to be conducted by the other party.

Ye Chen's voice was slightly tense, "President Wang, there's some danger this time!"

"How can there be any danger?" Wang Minghui furrowed his brows, "In the past when you transferred money for those corrupt officials, you never mentioned any danger. Huang Weicheng's money is clean; it only needs to be transferred out. What danger could there be?"

Ye Chen explained, "President Wang, I am not deceiving you. This time it's different from before. Right after I submitted the transfer application, the superior actually said it needed to be reviewed. This has never happened before!"

"Damn it, it's nearly midnight over there now, don't your bank leaders need to sleep?" Wang Minghui was somewhat speechless, "Do this, just tell your leader that you made an error in operation and retract the application. Your leader can't possibly stay awake the whole night, right? After he falls asleep, you then make the transfer. You bypass him and transfer it directly. That should be fine, right?"

Ye Chen was silent.

This was an unauthorized operation; it was illegal.

However, he had done this kind of operation many times before; one more time wouldn't make a difference.

So he nodded, "Okay, I'll give it another try later."

"Mhmm." Wang Minghui nodded in satisfaction, hung up the phone, and put it aside.

This time they might earn an extra ten percent.

With such a high commission on the additional ten percent, he was bound to make a good amount more.

He had just chuckled when the phone rang again.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number on the caller ID, he answered, "Hello."

A young and unfamiliar voice came through the phone, "Wang Minghui, Huang Weicheng's money is mine; you'd better not touch it!"

Wang Minghui was taken aback by this abrupt remark.

But he quickly caught on.

Huang Weicheng was planning to transfer his assets overseas overnight; that most certainly meant trouble was brewing.

Piecing together this person's words, it appeared that Huang was being manipulated by this individual, prompting the urgent move of funds.

This person who had managed to find Wang Minghui and make this call clearly had no ordinary capabilities.

Wang Minghui asked, "May I know who I am speaking with?"

"My name is Xu Yang," Xu Yang revealed his name and continued, "I've spent significant resources dealing with Huang Weicheng, and his money is mine now. If you transfer that money, you'll be touching my assets, understand?"

Wang Minghui asked, "Xu Yang? Are you the boss of River Catch, Xu Yang?"

Although he was in the beautiful country, he still paid attention to the news from China.

He had heard that a remarkable young man had emerged in China's business world over the last year.

In just one year, his net worth had soared to several tens of billions.

What was most famous was his creation of a hotpot chain called River Catch.

The hotpot business was booming, and within the next five years, it could very well become an empire worth hundreds of billions.

They also said that Xu Yang could soon become the richest man in China, even the richest in the world, making him the youngest ever to hold both titles.

"That's right, it's me," Xu Yang said.

"President Xu, I am just running a small business; I wasn't aware that the money was yours," Wang Minghui replied cheerfully.

"Now you know. I hope you won't proceed any further, or you'll face the consequences!"

Having said that, Xu Yang hung up the call. Discover exclusive tales on empire