After regaining his balance, Mo Jiu took out a tissue from his pocket and calmly wiped his sweat. He looked up at Cheng Tang and emphasized coldly, “I’ve already reconnected Mrs. Kang’s hand. It’s time to transfer the money you promised me.”
After a pause, afraid that the Cheng family and the Kang family would join forces and go back on their words, a hint of ruthlessness flashed across Mo Jiu’s eyes. He frowned slightly and added, “Although this is the old mansion of the Kang family, all of you are famous people in Beijing. You can’t go back on your words after we’ve agreed on something. Otherwise, I can chop it off like how I reconnected them!”
Upon hearing this, Cheng Tang waved her hand and asked a subordinate over from behind. She asked for the bank card number from Mo Jiu and directly used her personal account to transfer the money to the man.
In order to better hide Mo Zhu’s identity, Mo Jiu also gave her his bank card number.
After confirming that the money had been transferred, Mo Jiu didn’t want to stay in the Kang family any longer. He walked straight to the door.
At this moment, Lin Yuan, who had been lying on the hospital bed in a daze, seemed to have sensed something. She propped her head up and looked at her hands beside her. She muttered in disbelief, “My? My hand has recovered??”
When Mo Jiu heard this, he turned around and glanced at Lin Yuan indifferently. He lowered his voice and said, “I’ve indeed reconnected your hands, but if you want to recover faster, try not to use them for the time being. Rest well for a month or two and you’ll be able to move freely again!”
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuan laughed out loud. Ever since her hand was broken, her soul had been sucked dry like a zombie even when she was awake. Now that she knew such good news, she was so happy that she could not close her mouth.
After saying this, Mo Jiu didn’t stay any longer and immediately left the Kang family’s old mansion.
After his figure completely disappeared at the entrance of the old mansion, Cheng Tang quickly walked to the subordinate who was handling the transfer procedures just now and signaled the subordinate to bring out the page where the transaction was done. She lowered her eyes and asked in a low voice, “How is it? Who does this card number belong to? Find out where this account has been used recently? What business does it do?”
Following Cheng Tang’s words, the subordinate quickly typed on his phone. A few minutes later, he placed the screen back in front of Cheng Tang and replied with a frown, “Miss, this account is Mo Jiu’s personal account. Apart from the Huo Corporation transferring money to him regularly, he hasn’t traded with anyone else through this account.”
Cheng Tang nodded. She had already expected this outcome. Huo Xuan had dominated Beijing for more than ten years and had helped the Huo family revive many corporations over the years. Be it the business in the country or in Southeast Asia, they have done well. With such a person by his side, Mo Jiu couldn’t be a fool. He had to master this most basic method of maintaining privacy.
Cheng Tang stood rooted to the ground and pondered quietly for a moment. She seemed to have thought of something and leaned close to her subordinate. She deliberately lowered her voice and instructed, “Bring some people to Country N in Southeast Asia personally. Remember, choose a few experts from the Cheng family’s elite team to bring with you. No matter what the price is, find Kang Wan and bring her back intact!”
Upon hearing this, the subordinate frowned in confusion and asked, “Miss, didn’t you say that Ms. Kang was already done for and you asked them to prepare for her funeral? Why are you asking me to bring so many people to find her personally now?”
Cheng Tang frowned, her long eyelashes blocking the emotions in her eyes. “I want to see her dead or alive. Kang Wan is my niece. I can’t let her die in a foreign country!”
After a pause, her face darkened coldly as she continued, “Besides, I bet she’s still alive!”