Leng Yixing echoed over the phone, "That's for sure, but what now? He has taken away all the surveillance footage, and he's the only one in the world who has it."
Lu Jinyang massaged his temples with a headache, "Try to contact him. Fifty million at most."
"Fifty million? No offense, but I think ten million is the ceiling. Anything more is extortion. Jinyang, don't you want to…?"
"No need. That's the amount. If he doesn't take it, I'll just have someone pull him out and kidnap his family."
Leng Yixing was troubled, but he knew that they had to get their hands on the video.
After hanging up, he sent an email to that person, saying, "Deal! But you get fifty million first, the rest after we receive the video will be transferred to you."
Soon enough, a bank account number was sent in reply.
After calling Lu Jinyang to confirm, Leng Yixing had finance transfer fifty million to that account and kept an eye on it to immediately track the location should any funds be moved.
