Chapter 2225

Ten billion US dollars over ten years, for Zhong Yunqiu, was basically equivalent to his entire family business being wiped out.

However, fortunately, Ye Chen gave him a full 10 years to pay this amount in installments.

This meant that as long as he worked hard to manage his business and did his utmost to take his company's earning capacity to the next level, perhaps after ten years, he could still keep half of his family assets.

Therefore, he was forced to accept this reality in his heart. Apart from resigning himself to his bad luck, his greatest wish was to drag his son, who was still in a coma, over and give him a sound beating.

At this moment, Ye Chen spoke to Zhong Yunqiu: "After leaving here, if you dare to tell anyone what happened today, including your son, I will have the Wanlong Palace send people to capture your entire family and take you to Syria. Do you understand?"

Zhong Yunqiu trembled all over in fear and nodded hurriedly: "Mr. Ye, please rest assured. Even if you gave me ten thousand guts, I wouldn't dare to mention today's events to anyone."

"Good." Ye Chen nodded, then turned to Hong Wushan: "Remember, the same goes for you."

Hong Wushan said respectfully: "Rest assured, Mr. Ye, I will definitely keep my mouth shut."

Ye Chen glanced at him and said indifferently: "Your mouth is split so wide, I really don't know how you'll keep your mouth shut. But I don't want to say anything more; if you leak today's events, your fate will be the same as Zhong Yunqiu's."

Hong Wushan said in terror: "Mr. Ye, even if I were to die, I would not reveal today's events."

Ye Chen nodded slightly in satisfaction and said: "After I leave in a while, find a hospital you trust and have the corners of your mouth stitched up. Everyone else will be sent to Syria, so no one will know about your encounter here today. However, from now on, you should properly groom your face. I suggest you wear a mask in the future; otherwise, if you expose your mouth, you'll still be that Hongmen Sect Master."

"Yes, yes, yes... Thank you, Mr. Ye, for your magnanimity!"

As Hong Wushan kowtowed to thank him, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

What he feared most was that after today's events spread, he, the Hongmen Sect Master, would completely lose his prestige.

There are actually very few people in the underworld who value loyalty; on the contrary, they are all very snobbish.

If you are in power today, they will all act like dogs, wagging their tails and circling around you obsequiously;

But once you lose power one day, not only will they immediately draw a clear line with you, but some will even turn around and bite you fiercely with bared teeth.

If the people in the Hong Kong underworld knew tomorrow that his mouth had been torn open today, I'm afraid ninety-nine percent of the thousands of underlings under his Hongmen command would run away overnight.

But as long as he could keep this secret, he would still be the Hongmen Sect Master tomorrow.

The only difference is that the hundred or so underlings present today will go completely missing.

However, this meant nothing to him at all.

Don't look at him as just a gang leader; he knew very well the principle that the success of one general is built on the bones of ten thousand, and losing a hundred underlings due to a misstep meant nothing to him at all.

Ye Chen looked at Hong Wushan and said indifferently: "Your personal assets must be donated before tomorrow night. You are not allowed to keep any house, any car, or even a single cent. Do you understand?"

Hong Wushan said with a mournful face: "Sir, please at least leave me one house. You can't leave me, at over 60 years old, with nowhere to live..."

Ye Chen said coldly: "As far as I know, you not only have nightclubs but also hotels under your name. I only asked you to donate the assets under your personal name; I didn't say you had to donate all the assets of Hongmen. How could you have nowhere to live?"

Hong Wushan had no choice but to say honestly: "Understood, I will definitely follow your instructions!"

Ye Chen added: "Also, your first installment of one billion US dollars must be paid within three days. If the Wanlong Palace does not receive this money within three days, I will hold you accountable. Do you understand?"

Hong Wushan nodded like a garlic-pounding machine and said repeatedly: "Rest assured, Mr. Ye, I have understood. I will definitely pay this money into the Wanlong Palace's account within three days. If there is any delay with this money, I will uphold justice by destroying my own family and personally kill this godson of mine."

Zhong Yunqiu's face turned green, and he said with a mournful face: "Godfather, please rest assured. It won't take three days; I will transfer this money to you within two days!"