Xiong Yu has always heard that Western businessmen are greedy and cunning, but when it comes to this time, he still doesn't forget to bargain!
Xiong Yu quickly sent a message to Xiaohong. Xiaohong said directly on the radio in English: "thirty one people donated 50 billion yuan in total. Please don't challenge my patience."
As soon as the westerner heard that he wanted to donate 50 billion yuan, which was five times of his offer, he would refuse as soon as his face changed.
However, when he wanted to open his mouth to bargain again, the radio rang again, with some impatience in his voice, and said, "if you say one more nonsense, I will let this place explode."
The westerner stubbornly swallowed what he wanted to say next, and turned around angrily and went to consult another 30 Westerners.
The gas continued to spread in the room. The medicine that Xiong Yu used to reduce the olfactory sensitivity had completely failed. Everyone in the hall smelled the strong smell of gas.
In this case, the thirty-one Westerners soon came to a conclusion.
They give money!
These Westerners are greedy for money, but they cherish their lives more!
Seeing that they had made a decision so easily, Xiong Yu felt that he had just asked for too little. He thought that if there was a chance in the future, he could try again on these Westerners.
However, now the time is urgent, Xiong Yu did not increase the price, directly let Xiaohong send out several accounts, these Westerners also very quickly carried out charitable donation announcement and transfer.
Xiong Yu used his mobile phone to find the real name donation information on the Internet, and directly let the 31 Westerners leave.
At this time, there were only about 70 people left in the hall. They had a deeper relationship with Mo Chenyun, or more business transactions.
The smell of gas is getting heavier and heavier. Some of them have begun to blur their consciousness. They all look at Mo Chenyun and want him to make an idea.
Today is mo ChenYun's birthday. Such a thing happened at his birthday party. In addition to the loss of money, the greater damage is reputation.
After this matter, Mo Chenyun has been in the high-level circle for at least three years, unable to raise his head!
Mo Chenyun has not yet made a statement. He takes out his customized alligator skin mobile phone and rubs it back and forth on his hand. He doesn't know what to think about.
Xiong Yu was rare at this time without urging, and he also understood that Mo ChenYun's final statement was related to the final choice of the remaining people.
Xiong Yu also knows that time is urgent for himself, and more urgent for Mo Chenyun. In the thick gas, no one can persist for a long time.
Taking advantage of the emptiness, Xiong Yu quickly ran from the monitoring control center to the broadcasting control center.
Xiaohong looked at Xiong Yu and ran over. She asked in some doubt, "are you going to evacuate?"
Xiong Yu took out some silver needles and some medicine from his arms, and said, "it's about to leave. There's the last wave of big people left. Don't move. I'll make you a simple face change. After the last wave of big people pay the money, we'll hang out with other staff in the nightclub."
Xiaohong nods. Since Xiong Yu forced these people to donate money, her mind has changed a lot, but now it has not been revealed.
Xiaohong used to be a child from poor areas. She knows how many poor people are struggling in the line of life and death where many people have forgotten.
Xiaohong's mother was begging along the street because of hunger. She was bitten off half an ear by a dog of a big family for a piece of steamed bread.
Xiong Yu didn't know what Xiaohong was thinking. After making a simple face change for Xiaohong, Xiong Yu made a face change for herself, and then said to Xiaohong, "when I send you a message to leave, immediately follow the other staff in the nightclub."
Xiong Yu finished this sentence and quickly returned to the monitoring center.
The gas in the hall is more thick, even in the monitoring center, Xiong Yu also smelled some smell.
Mo Chenyun finally made a decision. He stood up from his birthday chair and yelled at the hall with a livid face: "who are you? What do we hate?"
Mo ChenYun's tone is very calm, but everyone can feel that there is infinite anger hidden under the calm.
The radio responded, "you don't deserve to know who I am."
Mo Chenyun could hear the scorn in the other party's tone. For so many years, he had never heard anyone dare to talk to him like this, but now he is so angry that he can't break out.
He took a deep breath and said in a cold voice, "how much do you want me to donate?"
The radio responded: "you own 100 billion, the other people each 2 billion, time is limited, if the people here can't completely evacuate within 10 minutes, then many people will die of gas poisoning."
Mo ChenYun's eyes shrunk. He is very rich, but most of his money is fixed assets, such as a large number of real estate, the huge business empire controlled by him, and some other channels of collecting wealth. But the 100 billion cash is also an astronomical amount for him.Looking at Mo ChenYun's expression, Xiong Yu can probably guess what he thinks in his mind. But Xiong Yu specially checked on the Internet and found that Mo ChenYun's face value has exceeded 300 billion yuan, and the private ones will only be more. Although the 100 billion yuan cash is huge, Mo Chenyun can still make up all the accumulation.
Xiong Yu sent a message to Xiaohong. Xiaohong looked at the message and said on the radio, "you have no room to refuse. Ten minutes later, when the gas concentration reaches its peak, I will leave and detonate here at the same time."
"You..." Mo Chenyun iron green face, anger pointed to a void, but did not say words.
As time goes by, some people have begun to suffer from gas poisoning, and they will be in a coma. Many people know that this sleep will never wake up.
So some of the remaining 70 or so people finally couldn't help it, and ignored Mo ChenYun's iron green face, and began to transfer money according to Xiong Yu's account number.
Finally, Mo ChenYun's face changed once, and then he picked up the phone and dialed several mobile phone numbers.
Five minutes later, China's charity industry received the largest individual donation, 100 billion Chinese dollars!
After the news spread rapidly on the Internet, netizens were boiling again, countless posts and news were discussed, which doomed many people to insomnia.
Many big domestic forces felt extraordinary. Even that night, they sent their own people to tiangongque nightclub in the red light district to investigate the truth.
At this time, after Mo Chenyun donated money, others donated almost at the same time!
Xiong Yu looked at the time and immediately sent the last message to Xiaohong. Xiaohong said on the radio: "the donation is over. Let's leave quickly. The rest of us don't need to donate money."
After this sentence was dropped, the girls and waiters forced by the management in the whole nightclub were no longer under control and began to run out of control.
The last wave of big people who donated money just took a few steps, they were hit by a lot of young ladies and waiters. Who cares about your identity when you run for your life?
Xiong Yu and Xiao Hong are also caught in the crowd and run outside.
At this time, the outside of the red light district is very chaotic. Many powerful people want to encircle the whole red light district. However, due to too many forces and too many people, the red light district has a large scope, and there is no good communication, so they can't succeed at all.
After the last wave of people frantically rushed out of the nightclub, there was more chaos outside.
And, just after the last group of people rushed out, suddenly someone fired a shot at the night club in the palace palace in the sky. After the sound of the gun, many people's faces changed.
The bullet flew into the nightclub, hit something made of iron, and burst into flames. Then, an earth shaking explosion suddenly took place in the nightclub full of gas.
A mushroom cloud like flame exploded in the center of the red light district, causing air currents that toppled nearby people to the ground.
Xiong Yu didn't run far and was also overturned by the strong airflow. Fortunately, he had reached the edge of the red light district, but he was slightly injured.
Xiong Yu turned around and watched the explosion of the nightclub. He was sweating and frowning.
Who fired the gun just now and why?
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