The four of them fell silent, but their eyes were anything but idle.
The three who were armed all turned to look at Sambalo in unison.
He was the leader among the four, and in such a situation, the final decision was up to him.
But in this moment, he found himself troubled, unsure of the best course of action.
In the past, he would have rejected without hesitation, remaining loyal to his beliefs.
But after hearing Lin Yi’s words, he wavered.
He couldn’t be certain anymore whether the faith he was sacrificing for the organization was right.
“Only by living for yourself can you walk into the narrow gate God has created for you. Otherwise, you will fall into hell and dwell among demons.”
After half a minute of silence, Sambalo glanced into the rearview mirror at Lin Yi.
“Transfer the money to my account first as proof that what you say is true.”
Sambalo spat viciously, “Don’t try any tricks, because your life is in my hands!”
“No problem. Give me your bank account, and I’ll notify my people to send the money.”
Sambalo pulled the car over to the side of the road, then took out some paper and a pen to write down his account number.
Lin Yi turned to the man in the passenger seat, “Hey, buddy, can I borrow your phone to make an international call?”
“Sure,”
The man in the passenger seat handed over his phone and, following Lin Yi’s instructions, dialed He Yuanyuan’s number.
“Hello?”
Since it was an international call, He Yuanyuan answered in fluent English.
“Forget the formalities. It’s me, Lin Yi.”
“What the hell? Whose phone is this? Where are you? What’s going on?”
“I’m relaxing by the seaside. Got something for you to handle.”
“What is it?”
“Listen carefully and write it down. Here’s the account number. Later, send over a billion USD. Don’t drag your feet. This is all part of the operation, and we can’t afford delays. Hurry up.”
“Got it. Give me the account number.”
He Yuanyuan’s voice suddenly softened. Sharp as she was, she sensed something was amiss.
Lin Yi quickly gave her Sambalo’s account details.
“Is a billion USD enough? Based on the company’s accounts, we’ve got another 1.2 billion USD in assets right now. Give me a day, and I can pull together 10 billion USD if needed—I’ll send it all right over.”
Sambalo and the others got excited!
Ten billion USD in one day!
Faced with such astronomical figures, no one could remain composed!
Lin Yi smacked his lips. He Yuanyuan really had a way with words, spewing lies with effortless ease.
Even as a hands-off boss, Lin Yi knew a bit about Lingyun Group’s financial situation.
The disposable funds didn’t exceed 2 billion Huaxia Coin since most of it had been poured into lithography machine development.
Yet here she was, bragging that she could gather 10 billion USD in a day. Lin Yi had to admire her cleverness—she picked up on his cues immediately.
It was their synergy that made it possible, a level of tacit understanding surpassed by no one else.
“Just send a billion for now. But you’ll need to prepare the other nine billion too—wait for my instructions to send it over later.”
“No problem. Anything else?”
“That’s it. Just don’t call me again and ruin my leisure time.”
“Got it.”
After hanging up, Lin Yi turned to Sambalo and said:
“My team’s efficient. It won’t take more than ten minutes for the money to arrive. Check your account shortly.”
“Alright.”
Sambalo’s tone softened considerably.
Their conversation revealed to them that the man in front of them was exceptionally wealthy—beyond their imagination.
So the talk of billions of USD might not be all bluff.
Seven or eight minutes later, Sambalo called the bank. When he learned the balance in his account, his expression grew visibly excited.
“The money has arrived!”
The other three were overwhelmed with excitement as well.
“Boss, with this kind of money, we can enjoy the rest of our lives. There’s no need for us to keep risking everything…”
Aaah—!