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"Mr. Queen, I would like to know where you got all these videos? And who recorded it? " The God of Fortune continuously wiped his sweat as he asked these questions with his chubby lips.

HouChengyi shifted his legs and swiveled the chair. Her beautiful eyes exuded a breathtaking charm that would cause anyone who looked into them to open their eyes wide, as if they were frozen in place.

"One of my friends happened to get these videos in the United States. The house he lives in is the villa where your young master lives in the United States. The person who kidnapped your young master in the video sent this video to my friend's house. My friend was surprised and worried that something was wrong. Knowing that I have a meeting with you recently, ask me to forward this video to you. Now that the video has been handed to you, I have completed the mission. Zhang De, let's go! There's still the next meeting, and Director Jia doesn't seem to have decided on how to talk to us yet. "

After saying that, HouChengyi stood up and was about to leave in a domineering manner. Zhang De who was right behind him also had a serious expression on his face.

The British side had only told him that Houyi was a playboy with a lot of wealth that he had to squeeze out from him. However, he had not told him that his only son had been kidnapped and had lost a lot of gambling debts!

Looking at the handsome and determined back of Houyi, the God of Fortune felt regret in his heart. If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have been so hypocritical towards Yi Chenzi.

"Mr. Queen, please wait a moment." The short and plump body of the God of Fortune was already drenched in sweat. His entire body seemed to be greasy with corruption.

Hearing the voice of the God of Fortune, Hou Chengyi did not stop.

When the God of Fortune saw that Cheng Yi did not stop, he became even more anxious. His thick and short legs were moving rapidly as he kept shouting, "Mr. Queen, Mr. Queen, Mr. Queen, please hold on!" God of Fortune's rotund body finally caught up to Zhang De, who was behind him. He looked pitifully at Zhang De, and could only shake his tail like a pug.

Zhang De walked up and respectfully called out, "Young Master, Chairman Jia has something to say to you."

Only then did HouChengyi stop his steps, as if he had just heard Zhang De's voice.

He said with a puzzled expression, "Eh, I didn't hear Chairman Jia's voice just now. Am I going to stop when I hear it?" After saying that, he gave a friendly nod to the God of Fortune.

Jia Qi Shen immediately laughed embarrassedly: "It's my fault that Mister did not hear it. Mr. Queen, please wait a moment. Everything is negotiable! "

The God of Fortune led Houyi into his own office and shut the door tightly.

"Mr. Queen, please speak. How can I save my son? I only have this one son! " The God of Fortune continuously rubbed his hands together, concealing his unease and nervousness.

"But Chairman Jia, didn't you say that your young master went to the United States to discuss investment projects? "The person in the video has always been hanging out in casinos, bars and other entertainment places. His private life sure is rotten!" Hou Chengyi's voice was filled with disgust as he looked at the hypocritical dog merchant with disgust.

With that said, Jia Qi Shen became even more embarrassed.

"Isn't this just giving face to others? With such a prodigal son, what else can he do?" As he said that, he even cried out a few tears, making his face look even dirtier.