218 An Ammunition Ship (1/2)

Apart from the difference between their feathers and body size, the rest were pretty much similar. Presumably, if they followed this kind of incubation method, the success rate ought to be very high.

After dealing with the egg incubator, Chen Fan once again logged into UBS Switzerland's website, to check on his account and to see whether the company had remitted the money to him.

The moment he logged into his personal internet banking system, the system notified him that someone had remitted a total of JP¥19.4 billion into his account at 2 p.m. that day.

Chen Fan immediately converted this money into American dollars. After deducting 0.1% of a service charge, there was still 2.38 hundred million US dollars remaining.

This money, along with the previous balance in his account, would come to a total of US $1.85 billion. Furthermore, he had more than five hundred million yuan available on his domestic credit card. If he converted the sum of everything into yuan, then it would be a total of ¥12.8 billion.

This number, added together with value of the giant ship, could easily squeeze Chen Fan into the top 100 of the 2010 Hurun Rich List. Thus, he could be considered as being a completely invisible billionaire.

The next day, the first thing that Chen Fan did after crawling out of bed was to run over to the egg incubator and gently flip over the eagle egg, so that it could be evenly heated. After seeing that there were no problems with the the parameters shown on the electronic controller, only then did he go off to brush his teeth, wash his face, and start his work.

Usually for breakfast, he would pour himself a glass of milk and fry two eggs, or cook a packet of Master Kong instant noodles. After having his stomach filled, Chen Fan conveniently pulled out a packet of instant noodles from its carton, then went into the submarine that Nakagawa Emi was imprisoned within.

When Chen Fan opened the metal door, she was curled up motionlessly in a corner. It was only after Chen Fan walked forward and nudged her with the tip of his foot, that she weakly moved.

”Water...water...I want to drink water!” Nakagawa Emi raised her head and said with a hoarse voice.

”Are you hungry, then?” Chen Fan squatted down and said with a smile, ”You can have all these, but only if you cooperate with me. I presume that, since so much time has passed, you must have figured out how to compensate me for the effect which that occurence had on me. You can tell me now, and if I'm satisfied with it, then you can have this food and water!”

”I'll give you all my savings, alright?” Nakagawa Emi hesitated for three to five seconds, before revealing a number that surprised Chen Fan. ”I have more than 30 million worth of savings, stock securities worth the market value of 600 million and two 430 square feet houses in Tomson Riviera. I also own 50% of shares in a listed company that is worth 1.1 billion yuan. As long as you release me, I'll transfer all these assets to you.”

Although Chen Fan was extremely rich, he was still shocked at this young girl's worth. After all, Japan was the model of a patriarchal society, whereby, unlike the relationships between men and women domestically, it was slanted to the point of deformity. Over there, women were isolated from almost everything having to do with management, and their occupations were solely to take care of their husbands and children.

Considering how Nakagawa Emi had so many assets within her grasp, she must have some extraordinary skills. Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense for her clan to allow a woman to run a company overseas, especially since their numbers had yet to wither.

”No, no, no. Other than the savings of more than 30 million, there's no point in owning the house and shares. Furthermore, money is not all that attractive to me. To be honest, if it wasn't because of the fact that it's troublesome, I could gather over a trillion worth of assets within one month. So, I will have to ask you to use other things to impress me,” Chen Fan replied.

Nakagawa Emi chuckled unconvincingly. Over a trillion worth of assets? Do you think you're Obama? Can you order the US Federal Reserve to print an additional one trillion dollars?

Although this was what she thought, she of course would not say it out loud. Instead, she tried to be as gentle as she could with her tone, replying, ”Then...then what exactly do you want?”

Chen Fan did not answer her. First, he walked to the kitchen and returned, carrying a glass of water. Then, he yanked off the cloth on her forehead. He swayed the cup of clear water and instant noodles in front of her, then said with a tempting tone, ”Since you have the ability to be sent over to China to take charge of something, then you must be rather smart. So, think for yourself now.”

”Okay!” Nakagawa Emi's tone was hard, like she had just eaten a rolling pin. Once she finished speaking, she closed her eyes and lifted her chest slightly.

When there was still no movement after half a minute, she hesitantly opened her eyes, just in time to see Chen Fan looking like a pufferfish, his eyes wide in disbelief.

”Are you out of your mind?” Chen Fan rewarded her with a moronic expression. ”I'm not that overwhelmed by lust. Looks like you're not as smart as I thought you were.”

”Then what do you want to do?” Nakagawa Emi's chapped lips were already bitten to the point of bleeding. Although she hid it very well, Chen Fan could still detect 'the desire to hack him into small pieces' emitting from her eyes.

”It's very simple. You could use your brain to think of how to get your clan in real trouble. It'll be best if it is related to the sea, since your elder brother here is acquainted with a lot of pirates.”

”Hmph!” Nakagawa Emi sneered, before responding to Chen Fan with the same look that he had given her.

”Oh, I didn't know that you had such a strong sense of honor toward your clan.” Chen Fan sneered, as he downed the water in the cup in one go. He refused to believe that a woman, who had been spoiled and pampered since her childhood, could liberate an iron will of the People's Liberation Army.

”Then, don't blame me for being too cruel!” Once he finished speaking, he disappeared from the room with a few steps.

”What does he want to do?” Nakagawa Emi felt uncomfortable and uneasy, as she looked at the open door. She did not feel safe, as she was unable to move around freely.

Five minutes went by. There was the sound of footsteps outside. Subsequently, Chen Fan left and returned. The evil smile on his lips, as well as the unnamed bottles and jars in his arms, made Nakagawa Emi slowly fall into a speechless and enormous abyss of tension.