"Tick, tick, tick..."
The wall clock on the wall kept ticking meticulously.
More than twenty minutes have passed since eight o'clock in the evening, exceeding the bottom line required by the "ultimatum".
The scammer seems to be targeting him.
Furthermore, Jiang Chen did not listen to Mr. Cao’s reminder and has not downloaded the anti-fraud app on his mobile phone, which resulted in repeated harassment. In the end, the fraudster lost patience and directly sent a text message.
SMS is easy.
An account.
A statute of limitations.
One billion U.S. dollars will arrive in your account within 24 hours, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences.
The text message was received at eight o'clock last night.
Obviously.
Boss Jiang is a strong and unyielding man. It’s not that he can’t afford the money, but he just doesn’t want to be a bad example.
The propaganda of electronic fraud is so vigorous.
In various communities, you can often see banners with a certain owner's "Gold List Title".
“Come and take a look.”
The enigmatic Boss Jiang, who was standing by the window in a daze, suddenly spoke up.
The fragrant wind hits your nose.
Duanmu Liuli, who was watching TV, came to the side.
Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black.
I guess I got the hobby of watching TV during the few days I spent with Jin Zhuxuan.
And Jiang Chen discovered that she only loves thrillers and horror movies.
But the difference is that she turned a blind eye to the scene that would make ordinary people's scalp numb and breathless.
Same.
This is a Taoist master.
How can you be afraid of demons and monsters?
Not to mention those unworthy brats in the movie, even if the black and white impermanence comes, they will probably have to line up and play goose.
As for another question, why is she here.
The answer is simple.
This is simply her room.
“Did you notice any difference?”
The two of them looked out the window side by side.
Busy traffic as always.
The sky seems to be covered with a hazy veil.
Duanmu Liuli was silent for a moment, remaining true and honest.
“No.”
Jiang Chen didn’t feel the shock, but instead smiled.
"It would be nice not to have it. Ordinaryness is a kind of beauty. How do you say that? Yes, at that time I just thought it was ordinary."
With Sui Huimin's attitude, no matter the scam It doesn't matter who the culprit is.
Internal information can be completely suppressed and the public will not know anything.
As for the outside world.
China is no longer the China it once was, and it is no longer afraid of outsiders throwing dirty water.
As for myself personally.
After "keeping a low profile" for so long, if someone really wants to help him become famous, it doesn't seem to hurt Jiang Chen to realize it.
The big lie that I compiled will eventually come to light.
Of course.
The current time is still earlier than planned.
But it doesn’t matter.
Life is not a movie. There is no script. It is impossible for every step to be done step by step without any ripples.
"Are you hungry..."
Jiang Chen was asking the Taoist aunt if she wanted a midnight snack with concern, but he hadn't finished speaking yet. The cell phone in his trouser pocket rang.
When I took out my phone, the screen still displayed a series of Arabic numerals that couldn't find any logic.
Are the consequences really coming?
Jiang Chen subconsciously glanced at the wall clock again. He was planning to hang up directly, but in the end he pressed the connect button.
“Any advice?”
He said calmly, if he was really a fraudster, he would be pissed to death.
“Where’s the money.”
The other party got straight to the point.
But the difference this time is that it is no longer a mechanical AI accent, and it seems that it has not been processed by a voice changer.
Listen to the sound.
A woman?
"You've got the wrong person. You guys work so hard. I'll give you a number and you can try it."
It's really weird.
I actually sympathized with the fraudster.
Boss Jiang always treats people with sincerity. Even if the other person is a fraudster, he will not commit fraud.
Now that he said this, he must have already thought of a candidate.
Tell the truth.
He knows quite a few rich people.
Looking through the address book, picking up a number at random makes the earth shake even when you stamp your feet. For example——
Song of the Song Dynasty?
"SB."
"..."
Jiang Chen's face was dull as his good intentions were not rewarded.
You learn very quickly.
Since he didn’t accept it, of course he forgot about it. Boss Jiang said “bye bye” calmly and hung up the phone.
“Wait!”
I guess he learned the target’s character through several contacts, so he stopped being aggressive and started to lower his posture.
“What else is there?”
“I have another piece of information, the price is still the same, one billion dollars.”
One trick didn’t work, so I changed the route. ?
Perhaps he was touched by the other party's dedication, Mr. Jiang did not hang up the phone directly, "Let's talk about it."
"Pay the money first."
"How do I know your information? Is it worth the price?”
Boss Jiang asked the question reasonably.
"Then pay the deposit first."
"How much."
"One hundred million US dollars."
"No."
There should be another curse over there.
“One thousand RMB.”
Boss Jiang quoted the price.
“Impossible!”
“Forget it.”
Boss Jiang simply hung up the phone again.
"You must be interested in this information. Don't you want to know who is facing you and confronting you at the bottom of Myanmar?"
Jiang Chen paused and moved the phone back to his ear. side.
“Ten thousand RMB.”
How generous.
“Deal!”
The other side seemed to be frightened by the tossing, fearing that the order would go to waste, so he immediately emphasized: “Ten thousand is just a deposit.”
She didn't know whether to tell Jiang Chen or to comfort herself.
Jiang Chen was noncommittal, "Tell me about your information."
"Pay a deposit first."
"..."
What a model of dedication. .
Same.
Mosquito legs are also meat.
"Account number."
"Sent to you."
Of course Jiang Chen knew that there was an account number in the text message, so he deliberately asked more questions.
He immediately called 10,000 yuan on his mobile phone.
"Gee, bye."
"..."
It's hard to guard against it.
Jiang Chen smiled, but he didn't feel the slightest bit angry after being deceived.
"Miss Vera, is your time worth just 10,000 RMB?"
The other end became quiet.
Jiang Chen deliberately talked so much just to confirm his judgment as much as possible.
It seems to be correct.
Over there is the girl from the Human Lighthouse with an extraordinary background.
"I'm happy, I like it."
"Okay."
Jiang Chen is not decadent, quite a gentleman, he doesn't care at all, he just throws ten thousand into the water, "Then Good night, no, it should be daytime over there.”
“I, Vera, have always been a person who keeps my promises.”
I simply admitted it. After knowing his identity, he said very principledly: "The person you are fighting with should be your old opponent, the Fujiwara Consortium of Japan."
Jiang Chen did not ask to confirm the authenticity of the information, and said calmly: "Understood."
"Money."
Vera was straightforward.
The two of them have known each other for a day or two.
“I have something to do now, I’ll talk about it later.”
Jiang Chen, who had no time to say too much, put down his cell phone. He turned around instead of just prevaricating.
“Dong dong dong…”
Someone is really knocking on the door. (End of this chapter)