Mistaking My Sister-In-Law for My Wife After Getting Drunk!

Listening to the beeping on the phone, Wang Minghui's smile immediately vanished as he curled his lip disdainfully and said, "Take responsibility for the consequences yourself? Who the hell do you think you are?"

After a moment's thought, he dialed Ye Chen's number right away, "How's it going?"

Ye Chen replied with some excitement, "I've redone it, bypassing the leader's approval. In less than ten minutes, the transfer will be complete!"

Each time he cooperated with Wang Minghui on such deals, he would get a one percent commission for the transfer.

One percent might seem like a small fraction.

But such transfers usually started at hundreds of millions.

Small percentage, large amount; he made quite a lot as well.

Take this time for instance, transferring twenty billion, getting one percent meant two hundred million.

"Very good," Wang Minghui nodded in satisfaction, then cautioned, "Be careful. Your boss looking for you just now probably means someone has made a move. The other party has some strength; I also received a call from them."

"I know, don't worry, there won't be any problems," Ye Chen assured him.

"Fine," Wang Minghui hung up the phone.

Now, it was just a matter of waiting.

Soon, ten minutes passed.

His phone rang.

Picking up, he heard Ye Chen's voice brimming with excitement, "The transfer is done. It'll take about an hour to reach the international accounts. After all, it's a lot of money and so many recipient accounts, it can't be credited in real-time."

"Great, a pleasure doing business!" Wang Minghui said with a satisfied smile, "I'll transfer two hundred million to you shortly, to the usual account, right?"

They had been cooperating for a long time. Mutual benefit was essential for a lasting partnership, so naturally, he wouldn't renege on this money.

Ye Chen laughed, "Right, the usual account."

"Okay, just wait for it," Wang Minghui said before hanging up and then proceeding to call Huang Weicheng, "Mr. Huang, your money has been transferred. It'll take about an hour to reach my international account. I'll then transfer fifty billion to your overseas account. Make sure to check it, alright?"

Huang Weicheng was taken aback, "Why is it only fifty billion? Out of my two hundred billion in cash, after your seventy percent fee, shouldn't there be sixty billion left?"

Wang Minghui explained, "Mr. Huang, you can't blame me for this, blame the demons instead. I ran into some problems when transferring the money, thanks to your adversary Xu Yang meddling. He even called me up. It took me a lot of trouble to get the money transferred and I nearly took a big fall. The extra service fee of ten billion isn't too much to ask for, is it?"

Huang Weicheng fell silent.

Wang Minghui knew about Xu Yang, and mentioned that Xu Yang had called.

It appeared quite possible that Xu Yang had indeed interfered, causing issues with Wang Minghui's operation.

Regardless of whether that was true, he was powerless to change it.

The money was still in Wang Minghui's hands; what could he do?

Taking an extra ten billion for service was a bit of an embezzlement.

But at least there was still fifty billion remaining.

With fifty billion, though he couldn't live like he did in the country, it was more than enough, a solid spot among the wealthy elite.

If he grumbled and irritated the other party, and he didn't get a single cent, he would be utterly helpless.

Once overseas, he might well end up living on the wind of the northwest.

With this in mind, Huang Weicheng could only say, "Fine, fifty billion it is, transfer it when you can."

Upon hearing this, Wang Minghui chuckled, "Mr. Huang, it's good you see reason. I'm always fair in my dealings, and that's how I've built my reputation. Let's leave it at that, I'll transfer the money later and let you know once it's done!"

After he finished speaking, he hung up, the smile on his face even more pronounced.

The blonde masseuse working on his feet couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Wang, what's making you so happy?"

Wang Minghui pinched the blonde masseuse's cheek and said gleefully, "I just thought up a scheme and earned myself another billion dollars!"

It was something that could be said, as long as it didn't involve any secrets.

The two blondes were shocked.

Over a hundred million dollars!

Earned just like that.

For people like them, it was simply unimaginable.

The blonde massaging Wang Minghui's shoulders asked, "Mr. Wang, what kind of trick did you pull off?"

Wang Minghui said with a chuckle, "I was just doing a favor for a client of mine. My client has a rival who called to threaten me, telling me to stay out of my client's affairs. So, I told my client that his rival threatened me and managed to get my client to pay me over a hundred million dollars for my services!"

"Mr. Wang, you are truly amazing!" the two blondes exclaimed in admiration.

"Haha, now let me show you how amazing I can be in other areas too," Wang Minghui said with a laugh, about to get intimate with the two women.

Just then, the phone rang again.

He frowned, feeling a bit put out, picked up the phone, and answered. Xu Yang's voice came through, "It seems you didn't take my words to heart."

Wang Minghui replied with a smile, "Mr. Xu, I have no idea what you are talking about."

"You don't understand?" Xu Yang sneered, "It seems you've been in the Beautiful Country for too long and can't even understand Huaxia language anymore. But you can understand what the police of the Beautiful Country say, right?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Minghui narrowed his eyes.

No sooner had he spoken than the doors to the villa were kicked open with a bang. In rushed a black and a white Beautiful Country policeman, both with guns aimed at him, "Mr. Wang, get down on your knees and put your hands on your head, don't move!"

The two blondes shook with fear and hid to the side.

Without a word, Wang Minghui immediately turned over and knelt, hands on his head.

In the Beautiful Country, police are not as civil when enforcing the law as Huaxia police.

If you talk back or make a fuss, they'd dare to shoot right away.

A needless death!

Seeing Wang Minghui comply, the two policemen rushed over, pushed him to the floor, and handcuffed him.

Only then did Wang Minghui ask, "Why are you arresting me?"

The black policeman grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, "Mr. Wang, you are suspected of money laundering!"

Wang Minghui stared, puzzled, "How am I suspected of money laundering? I'm a citizen of the Beautiful Country; I've never done such a thing. This is arbitrary law enforcement, I'll sue you!"

The white policeman smiled, "Mr. Wang, don't play dumb. It's no use acting confused in front of us."

Wang Minghui furrowed his brows.

The other party had made their stance clear, and he knew he couldn't pretend anymore.

He was well aware of his own affairs, and if the police were determined to pursue him, they would surely find something.

Now, he was really in trouble.

At that moment, the black policeman handed over a cell phone, "Someone wants to talk to you."

"Someone wants to talk to me?" Wang Minghui took the phone, puzzled, and put it to his ear.

A familiar voice came through the phone, "I told you, that money is mine. I told you not to touch it, why wouldn't you listen!"

"Xu Yang!" Wang Minghui was stunned.

What was this situation?

Even if Xu Yang had some clout back home, enough to take down Huang Weicheng and force him to flee, Stay updated through empire

this was the Beautiful Country.

How could Xu Yang be so powerful that he could extend his reach to the Beautiful Country and even get the Beautiful Country's police to look for him?

The hell, is Xu Yang the illegitimate son of the Great Leader of the Beautiful Country?