Madam, you have been officially announced as the world's richest man

Chapter 772
Yan Fengchi crossed his hands, leaned forward slightly, and sat there without saying a word.

Nan Baihao felt a little helpless, and patted him on the shoulder: "Fengchi, don't worry."

Time, 04:30 pm.

Gu Shaocheng first sent Chen Xing to Kevin's mercenary free base, leaving a few cronies to guard her, and then several bulletproof limousines lined up and stopped at the gate of a certain courtyard half an hour later.

There were already people waiting for them to lead the way, through the long corridor passage, and finally stopped in front of a certain grand gate on the second floor.

There are a few well-dressed men who have the intention of closing in.

But before he took any action, he was stared back by Nan Baihao's ferocious eyes, "Those who dared to search our husband have not survived so far, do you want to give it a try?"

They looked at each other in blank dismay.

At this time, the door slowly opened from the inside, and someone said something to those people, and they bowed and retreated to the sides.

In the wireless headset, Kevin's voice came lazily, and he could hear the slight sound of drinking, "Shaocheng, everything is fine outside, am I loyal enough?"

Gu Shaocheng pulled the corner of his skirt slightly, and walked in without hesitation.

This time he came here with only a few people, Nan Baihao, Yan Fengchi, three personal bodyguards including Leng Tong, and a capable general beside Kevin, and the others were all on the periphery.

Entering the resplendent hall, Gu Shaocheng glanced around with his faint eyes, walked in front of the only man present who was kneeling and cross-legged in front of the tatami and drinking tea leisurely, and sat straight cross-legged on the low table.

The other party is playing tea art leisurely.

The man raised his head with a faint smile, "The head of the Gu family really has an extraordinary demeanor, something you've never seen before."

Gu Shaocheng glanced back at him lazily, "Mr. Miyai is polite."

It was a man in his 40s who was close to 50 years old. He was in good condition. With his slanted eyes, he glanced at the people behind him, and then his eyes fell on Yan Fengchi: "I think that's the one who's been there for a few days. Miss Luo Xi's boyfriend? The second son of the Canadian Yan family, please sit down."

Yan Fengchi stood behind Gu Shaocheng and ignored him, he just said coldly, "Where's the person?"

Miyai Motomo put one hand on the plaster cast, and didn't react too much to Yan Fengchi's contempt so unceremoniously, with a smile on his face, he raised a cup of tea to Gu Shaocheng, and Gu Shaocheng took a leisurely sip from the teacup. "Mr. Miyai, if you have something to say, it's better to say it openly. If the conditions for releasing people are just these photos, I don't think everyone should waste each other's time."

He took out a stack of photos of his mother and placed them on the low table. "However, I have to make sure my people are safe."

"Yes." Miyai Momoto glanced at the photo on the table, and readily agreed. With a gesture, the well-dressed man standing behind him pressed the button of the remote control in his hand, and a tablet computer on the low table suddenly hissed. There was a slight sound, followed by a picture.

A woman was hung in an iron cage in a certain room, her eyes were a little dull, and there were no injuries on her body, but Gu Shaocheng could tell at a glance that she was abnormal.

Yan Fengchi took a step forward, looked at the screen on the tablet computer, his clenched fists were throbbing with veins, his expression tried to suppress, and his voice tried to maintain his composure, which still leaked a bit: "What did you do to her?"

(End of this chapter)