Rebirth: Controlled Nuclear Fusion

Part 150：The Dragon Winds and the Tiger Lies

"Ten million!"

Upon hearing Jiang Fan's words, the laughter immediately ceased. The group looked at the young man, who was even younger than them, in shock. Although they were all second-generation rich kids with family businesses worth billions, their personal monthly allowances were usually only between 100,000 to 500,000 yuan. Among them, Liang Shao had the highest living expenses, ranging from 500,000 to 800,000 yuan a month.

For him, ten million was equivalent to more than a year of living expenses.

Some of them expressed disbelief. After all, they were rich kids with access to vast sums of family money, and they could spend freely whenever they wanted. They had seen for themselves how the rich would boast in bars, shouting, "I'll pay for everything tonight!" But what many didn't know was that these expenses were not their own money. Take Liang Shao for example—his family, the richest in Beijing, owned numerous enterprises. In order to please the family, various businesses would offer him high-end club membership cards or bar vouchers.

As for his luxury cars, they weren't purchased with his own money either; they were bought by the family's business to offset taxes. A car worth five million could save the company up to ten million in tax through a series of legal maneuvers. This was a game for the wealthy, one that most people would never come close to.

Seeing that they were silent, Jiang Fan continued, "Twenty million."

At this, several pairs of eyes began to gleam with interest. Twenty million? This young man was absurdly wealthy!

"Liang Shao, what do you think? We could let them go. With twenty million, you could have your pick of the most beautiful women—maybe even some stars!" one of them said.

"Tch, twenty million is nothing to me," Liang Shao sneered.

"One hundred million!" Jiang Fan declared.

He knew that they were rich kids, so a small amount wouldn't have any impact on them. But he also understood that if he threw out a number large enough to catch their attention, it would make them think twice. Recently, he had sold a mobile operating system to Huavei, and Ren Zhengfei had transferred one hundred million yuan into his account.

At this point, Liang Shao's body trembled. The truth was, he was tempted. His father always thought he was a good-for-nothing, and if he could claim that he had earned this money, it would definitely earn him his father's praise.

"Kid, are you sure you have that much?" Liang Shao asked suspiciously.

"Of course. If you agree to let them go, I'll transfer it to you right now," Jiang Fan replied calmly.

"Biaozi, untie him!" Liang Shao ordered.

Biaozi swiftly untied the ropes binding Jiang Fan's hands. After all, this was his territory, and he wasn't worried about Jiang Fan causing any trouble.

"Fourth, give him my bank account number," Liang Shao said, as one of the men stepped forward with a bank card in hand.

"You let them go first," Jiang Fan said.

"Once the money's in, I'll release them immediately," Liang Shao replied.

Jiang Fan calmly responded, "What if you decide to back out? Let them go, and I'll transfer it to you right away."

"Kid, are you trying to play me? I know you don't have a hundred million!" Liang Shao sneered. "Waste of my time. Bring them to our room!"

It finally dawned on Liang Shao that this young man was barely eighteen or nineteen, and even if his family was wealthy, there was no way he had a hundred million yuan. As the son of Beijing's richest man, he had never handled more than five million yuan himself.

How had he been so foolish? Almost tricked by this young man!

"I can call the bank's customer service," Jiang Fan said coolly.

"Fine, give him your phone!" Liang Shao waved, no longer worried about a few minutes of delay.

Biaozi handed Jiang Fan his phone.

Jiang Fan swiftly took the phone and, in a quick yet discreet motion, sent an SOS symbol to Elder Qiao. Originally, he had intended to text his first contact, but with Elder Qiao being the most recent call, he had no other choice.

Jiang Fan dialed the bank's customer service number and, after a series of prompts, the bank revealed his account balance: 105,000,800 yuan.

At hearing the balance, everyone gasped, unable to hide their astonishment.

Chuo Ruoxi was equally stunned. When had her boyfriend become this wealthy? She knew his family well—it was just an ordinary working-class family!

"Can we let them go now?" Jiang Fan asked.

"Alright, Biaozi, untie them and let them go," Liang Shao replied, smiling. He had not expected the young man to actually have a hundred million yuan. The thought of soon receiving that money made him giddy with excitement. Making money had never been so easy.

"Car keys!" Jiang Fan ordered.

Liang Shao froze for a moment, then said, "Biaozi, give them the keys."

Biaozi handed the keys to Jiang Fan, who then passed them to Qiao Yifei.

Chuo Ruoxi clutched Jiang Fan's hand, tears welling in her eyes. "I want to stay with you."

"Ruoxi, be a good girl. Go with Yifei first. Don't worry, I'm fine," Jiang Fan said with a reassuring smile.

Qiao Yifei glanced at Liang Shao and his group. "You'd better keep your word, or I'll make sure you regret it."

After speaking, she pulled Chuo Ruoxi into the car, and Ruoxi shot one last worried glance at Jiang Fan.

The car started and drove off.

Jiang Fan waited for five minutes, making sure that Qiao Yifei had driven far enough before transferring the money.

Upon receiving the one hundred million yuan, Liang Shao was ecstatic, his joy evident on his face.

Jiang Fan was about to leave, but several men blocked his path.

"You don't want to let me go?" Jiang Fan asked, looking directly at Liang Shao.

"Hehe, not just you. Neither of the two beauties are going anywhere today," Liang Shao smirked. "I'll tell you the truth—I've already had people tamper with their car. It won't be long before it shuts down. They've probably already been caught. Hahaha."

The group laughed heartily.

"Liang Shao, you really are something! Hahaha..." they mocked.

While they were laughing, Jiang Fan calmly spoke up, "Do you think I'm just an ordinary person who can be easily fooled?"

The group paused, and doubts stirred in their minds. A person who could easily come up with a hundred million was definitely not someone ordinary. Was he perhaps the heir to a hidden wealthy family in Long Country?

However, Liang Shao sneered and said, "Kid, in Beijing, you'd better stay low like a dragon or lie down like a tiger..."

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The rolling shutter doors were instantly smashed apart.

A six-meter-long, black cannon barrel was pointed directly at them.

Everyone froze, and the words that flashed through their minds were, "Tank?"