novelxo Chapter 4075
Someone said, "Godfather, one dead person will be compensated with two million US dollars. That's already a very high compensation. If we're too greedy, won't we anger the other party? I don't want to end up not getting a single penny at all. I don't want to receive much less than this either." Old Godfather Ryan smiled slightly. "Don't worry! I've serviced the mafia for fifty years now. I may not be the strongest, but I'm sure that my judgment is better than all of you here."
As he said that, he took the phone and immediately called Finley's assistant again.
Once the call connected, Old Godfather Ryan said in an unquestionable tone, "I don't care who you are. Listen to my condition. If you want us to shut up, you'll have to pay at least five million US dollars for every missing person. Also, you must pay up as soon as possible!"
Finley's assistant was shocked at the huge demand, and he cursed in anger, "Are you f* eking crazy?!"
"If I paid five million for each person, do you know how much money I'd have to pay for eight hundred people?! That's four billion US dollars in total!"
Old Godfather Ryan was equally shocked too. He secretly thought in his heart, 'D*mn it! Is it that much? Is it four billion US dollars?! I thought five million times eight hundred would be just four hundred million US dollars...'
However, Old Godfather Ryan refused to show his guilt in his words. Instead, he raised his pitch and threatened, "What? You think it's too much?! Well, then, in that case, you don't have to pay a single penny anymore! Our main objective is to find the missing members' whereabouts. We don't care about your f*cking money!"
As he said that, Old Godfather Ryan said impatiently, "Forget it. We shouldn't contact each other anymore. I'll leave this to the police!"
As soon as he had said that, he hung up the call right away without giving the assistant a chance to speak.
Finley's assistant was stunned with the phone still in his hand.
Once he had returned to his senses, he hurriedly rushed into the room and said in a panic, "Master, the Italians are demanding five million US dollars per head! Otherwise, they'll call the police..." "Five million?!" Finley's head buzzed. He shouted and cursed, "Are those b*stards mad?! Five million per head?! How dare they make such a demand!"
Finley's assistant was furious too. "Those people are crazy! If we really paid five million per head for eight hundred and twenty people, we'd have to prepare four billion and one hundred million US dollars i n cash..."
He continued cursing, "Master, this bunch of people are the mafia's family members. How many good people could there be?"
Finley nerved himself. "I know they're not good people, but that's not the issue right now. If they choose to call the police, we'll be in big trouble! Have you heard of any developed country with more than eight hundred people who disappeared overnight?" "A Malaysia Airlines plane went missing with more than two hundred people on board. The whereabouts of the plane and passengers have remained unknown for years, but the world's attention to it has never lessened at all. Now, eight hundred and twenty people are missing... If this gets on the news, it'll become a nuclear bomb explosion! No one will be able to cover up the story at all..."
Finley's assistant hurriedly asked, "Master, are you planning to..."
Finley thought about it gloomily. After a short moment, he braced himself and said,' Tell them that I can only pay three million per head at most! I won't pay more than that!"
As he said that, Finley also
instructed," When you call them, pay attention to your skills. You can't just wait for them to reply after telling them your condition. They might think that there's no room for negotiation and feel provoked, and things may turn ugly "
"After telling him the condition, don't wait for him to answer. Just give him time to think about it before calling you back and hang up quickly. By doing this, you can give them Some time to think. If they can accept the condition, they'll surely contact you. If they want more, they'll also contact you again."
The assistant immediately said, "I understand, Master. I'll call them at once!'
Finley told him, "You can call them here!'
"Yes, Master!"
Soon, Finley's assistant contacted Old Godfather Ryan again.
Old Godfather Ryan looked at the caller ID with a mocking smile. In the church, the priests usually used the microphone for prayers. Hence, he used the microphone and announced, "He's calling again! Everyone, stay calm. I'll turn on the speaker now!"
The crowd instantly fell silent, and Ryan confidently pressed the answer button. When he saw everyone looking at him full of respect and anticipation, he felt as holy as God.
He was determined to intimidate the other party with his domineering attitude and not give the other party a chance to counter him.
Just then, the assistant's voice came from the phone.
"Hello. My boss has decided to give you a final offer. He's willing to pay three million US dollars for every missing person and nothing more. You can think about it carefully before replying..."
Before the assistant could finish his words. Ryan suddenly roared at the phone angrily, interrupting him.
"Stop f*cking with me! I told you, we
demand five million US dollars for each person Don't try to talk to me if it is any lesser! My five sons are
already dead! Do you think I carenet'
about the money?! I'll give you three minutes. Tell your boss this. If you don't answer me in three minutes, I'll bring the few thousands of people here to make a police report right away!"