an to startle and hurriedly turn her head away. She blushed and covered her flushed cheeks in embarrassment, trying to calm the rapid beating of her heart. 。A single bamboo leaf, spinning in the air,...This dead kid, he really doesn't give her peace of mind. Fortunately, he doesn't have many shares in his hand. As long as she holds back Fu Mo Han, even if he doesn't find it, there won't be too much hindrance!

Having thought this through, He Shumei finally let out a slight sigh of relief.

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Fu Mo'han sped all the way, his car speed reaching its limit. The half-hour drive was shortened to fifteen minutes.

As we pulled up near the dock parking lot, I called again. The gruff voice of the kidnapper answered, “You’re here already”

Fu Mo Han asked coldly, "Where are your people"

The kidnapper nonchalantly said, "Who knew you'd be here so fast We haven't even gotten to use you yet."

"Playing with me" Fu Mochen's face darkened instantly, his tone turning cold.

“What do you want to do If you don’t want your wife, then don’t come here. I really want to take advantage of this young girl.” The rough man chuckled lewdly. Fu Mo'han's cold and stern face darkened little by little, his fingers clenching the steering wheel, knuckles prominent.

He controlled his emotions, coldly asking, “Who sent you”

"What, I don't know what you're saying. If you want your wife safe, just listen to us." The kidnapper retracted his lascivious smile and his tone immediately turned cold.

"Drive along the dock road towards the left, keep going straight until you see an abandoned factory. Drive in and call me back." He hung up the phone without giving Fu Mo Han a chance to speak.

Fu Mo's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. They were truly calculating, kidnapping Lin Jinran and forcing him to go personally, unable to attend this important meeting.

On one side was the influence it would have on his position within the Fu Corporation, and on the other, Lin Jin's life or death. Quite a predicament.

Fu Mo'han remained composed as he started the car and drove towards the dock, veering left the entire time. After about half an hour, they arrived at a factory that seemed abandoned for years.

The vehicle had just driven in, and the phone rang. Seeing that it was Leng Jue, Fu Mochen stopped the car and answered it.

"Boss, when will you be back" Leng Jue seemed very anxious, after all, there were still five minutes before the meeting started.

"Just hold on." Fu Mo Han didn't have any extra words, he only said four.

Hearing another call, I immediately hung up the cold and cut-off phone and answered the incoming one, "Hello."

"Get out of the car with the cash, and go inside the factory." the kidnapper said coldly, adding nervously, "Don't try anything funny, I warn you. Your wife's life is in my hands. If you dare to play tricks, I won't hesitate to harm her!"

Fu Mo Han ignored the kidnapper's threats, single-handedly lifted the money box, opened the car door and got out. He walked into the factory gate as the kidnappers had demanded.

It seemed like no one had been here for a long time. There was dust on the floor, and messy footprints littered everywhere, fresh signs of someone who had just entered. He walked in, having already secretly observed the layout of the factory beforehand, just in case.

After his figure appeared, several burly men carrying sticks emerged one after another from the corners, their eyes fixed on him.

Fu Mo's gaze was calm and collected, his eyes sparkling as he looked straight ahead. A large man with a tiger tattooed on his body and a shaved head appeared before him. "Where is she"

The Great Han similarly raised his jaw, bristling with a coarse beard, and asked coldly, "Where's the money"

Fu Mo'han lifted the suitcase in his hand, and with a click it opened towards the burly man.

When he saw a box full of red banknotes, the big man showed a moment of surprise, then his eyes gleamed with greed, and he reached out and shouted, “Throw it over here.”

"Cash and goods exchanged simultaneously." Fu Mochen calmly closed the box, carrying it in his hand.

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