Si Chen returned home in a hurry and went to the airport to pick up his money.

Mrs. Si, Yan Lixia and their children are still spending their summer vacation in Mosca.

After all, Yan Lixia will start school in September.

The direct flight from Moscow to Kyoto takes nearly eight hours.

When Sichen arrived at Kyoto Airport, President Ren and many employees were already waiting at the exit.

Seeing Si Chen from a distance, he waved excitedly:

"Mr. Si, here! We are all here!"

Si Chen didn’t have any luggage, so he ran over by himself:

"President Ren, what's going on now?"

"Chief Jiang sent two companies of soldiers to blockade the three planes on the apron. No one was allowed to approach them."

President Ren's eyes were red, he grabbed Si Chen's arm with both hands and said anxiously:

"We have been waiting here for five hours, just waiting for you to come back as soon as possible!"

"Walk!"

Si Chen led the people and walked toward a certain entrance in a mighty way.

There, in addition to the airport security manager, there was also a certain company commander who was armed with live ammunition and wearing a training uniform.

Si Chen walked up to him and announced his door:

"Comrade, I am Si Chen, and I am here to communicate about the three seized aircraft."

Comrade Company Commander buckled his heels and stood up straight to show respect, but it didn't go as far as a salute.

He said loudly: "Please give our Chief Jiang a call. I need to get his order."

"Okay, okay!" Si Chen quickly took out his satellite phone and dialed.

The company commander was slightly surprised. This man actually had a military satellite phone?

For a moment, he became even more curious about Si Chen's background.

But out of professional ethics, he can just carry out the task.

Soon, the call was connected. Si Chen said a few words and handed the phone to the company commander.

On the other end of the phone: "I'm Jiang Yongjun."

The company commander immediately stood upright in military posture and listened to the order.

"Let them in and protect the scene."

"yes!"

Then, the phone came back to Si Chen.

Jiang Yongjun gave a rare compliment:

"This is the time when the country needs foreign exchange. Si Chen, you are a good boy!"

"Thank you Uncle Jiang for the compliment." Si Chen smiled politely.

I hung up the phone and walked through the passage.

All the way to the rear apron.

Under the setting sun, I could see Sha Shisan’s golden private jet at a glance.

I don’t know if he applied the paint deliberately or if it was actually mixed with gold powder.

There is only one sentence in Si Chen's mind at this moment:

Blind my titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!

This guy is really inhumane!

Behind him, some bank employees were already whispering:

"Is the plane made of gold?"

"Probably not. Gold is very soft and cannot be used as a body metal."

“Maybe the titanium alloy body is gold-plated?”

"Wouldn't the gold-plated color fade if it flies high in the sky?"

The group of people walked quickly over, and around the two fighter jets——

Every three or two meters, there is an airport security guard or a soldier in camouflage uniforms.

Normally, airport security guards are armed with electric batons.

At this moment, it's all guns!

Si Chen took out his cell phone and dialed Sha Shisan.

After a while, the phone was connected. Sha Shisan was panting and his tone was very impatient:

"This prince is very happy! Who is it? Calling me at this time is asking for death!"

Si Chen understood instantly!

The inside of this guy's luxurious private jet is designed to resemble a presidential suite.

He is inside, probably playing a "little game" with the private stewardess!

Not to mention that the plane was held here all afternoon, even if it was a whole day, he could still have a party on it.

"Thirteenth Prince, I am Victor, it's time to come down and inspect the coins."

When the other party heard Si Chen's words, he immediately performed a desert face change:

"Ahaha! Brother, it's you! You flew back from Mosca so soon?"

"Hey, okay, I'll let Brett go down and meet you first."

"Me, I have to finish this shot first, hehe, hehe!"

Si Chen simply had a black line on his face!

On the other end of the phone, Sha Shisan shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Brett, Victor is here, go and let him verify the coins on my behalf!"

"What? You want dinner? That's fine!"

"Brother, I'm sorry, it's dinner time now."

"Adhering to the principle of treating employees preferentially, the Italian captain I hired needs to be fed and drunk before he can work."

Si Chen:......-_-||

"President Ren, you haven't had dinner yet? I'll invite everyone to the restaurant."

President Ren’s eyes turned red and he was anxious:

"Young man, it's time to get your hair back. Only if you get the money back quickly can you feel at ease. This is not the time to eat!"

"People are like iron rice or steel. Fill your stomach first, then go, let's go!"

Si Chen took everyone to the restaurant in front for dinner.

The soldiers of the two companies were on a mission and refused to leave the scene.

Si Chen went to three restaurants in a row, asked them to prepare meals, and then pushed the dining cart in one after another.

The airport security manager dispatched two people to help push the food cart in.

In nearly two hours, all the four to five hundred people here had finished eating, but Brett had not yet come down.

Si Chen called again to urge him.

In summer, at half past eight, darkness falls.

Finally, Sha Shisan and Brett came out together.

Standing on the ramp of the plane, Sha Shisan was shocked by the sight in front of him:

"Wei, Victor, you brought so many people here?"

In front of him, there were people wearing camouflage uniforms, some wearing light blue uniforms, and some wearing white shirts and black pants.

Led by Si Chen, there was a large crowd of people standing around.

Sha Shisan smiled awkwardly and hurriedly came down.

…

The moment the belly doors of two An-12 transport planes were spray-painted with white polar bears on their noses, everyone gasped!

money!

It’s all money!
To be continued...