Chapter 15-Probing Each Other (2/2)

Zhang Quan's mouth twitched, but he did not say a word. Liu Shuai's lips also trembled. Oh my god. I hurriedly distanced myself from the remaining cups.

Just as we were talking, the phone beside Zhang Chi Hang started ringing, while he picked up the phone under our astonished gazes. The reason why we were surprised was because what he used was a Nokia from earlier years. Although it was a noble at the time, it had been an outdated antique. It was even hard to find a place to fix it if this thing broke.

”Director Wang, what’s wrong?” Zhang Chi Hang frowned. He obviously did not want to be disturbed at that moment. “Something happened on your son’s plane? You have raised so many capable people. Why are you looking for me? ”

The voice on the other end sounded anxious, but it was too far away to hear clearly.

”That's not quite possible. You guys buy land from everywhere to make your arrangement, a big Fengshui layout in the entire country that can benefit your three generations.” Zhang Chi Hang fenced away, obviously not wanting to get himself involved.

The other party said something else on the phone. Zhang Chi Hang frowned and said, “Where are they right now?

Then he picked up another landline and dialed a number. ”Xiao Hong, can Beidou cover the entire Southern Sea? Alright, I understand.”

Big Dipper? I was surprised. Could it be the Beidou Positioning Satellite?

“Let me check it first.” Zhang Chi Hang who received the reply flipped his right hand, then a few glasses beside him turned into dust and water in the glasses beside him also turned into cloud. The glass powder formed the shape of an airplane. The water mist churned and the plane swayed, as though the passengers were screaming inside.

“Whoops, there is indeed something wrong” Zhang Chi Hang said as he looked at it. The voice from the other side became even more anxious. It was unknown what was being said …

”Two hundred million to save your son?” Zhang Chi Hang laughed, ”Are you trying to send the beggar away? Go find someone else. My main business is selling magazines, not playing tricks.”

”How much do you want?” This time we could hear the voice clearly. The man on the other side of the phone was screaming at the top of his lungs.

”One billion.” Zhang Chi Hang blinked his eyes at us, while our brains had already stopped working.

The other side was silent for three seconds, as if he had said something.

”Fine, that's All.”

We furtively scolded this guy for him incredibly raising the price. How could he have any dignity of Avalokitesvara.

Zhang Chi Hang hung up the phone and looked at the cloud.