Everyone watched him walk into the office with hope. He, the webmaster, also needed to ask his superiors for such a large amount of money. Fortunately, HCLI did not ask for cash, otherwise he would not be able to take it out.

He used the CIA's dedicated line to dial his boss's phone number and told him the current situation. The other party seemed to be a little hesitant. After all, there were more than 30 people, each with 350,000 yuan. Even if the CIA was rich and powerful, it would be a huge sum of money.

But then another voice rang out on the phone, and the other party answered the phone, "Bob, I'm George Black."

Of course, Bob knew this voice, and he was the director of the CIA who just took office last year.

"I've already understood the matter. I will give you the authorization of your secret account immediately. I'm sorry I've received your call now. Whether you believe it or not, I just learned about it."

Bob could hear the anger in the other party's calm tone, but he didn't care about these things at all now. He only knew that the fortunes of these more than thirty people were saved.

"The director agreed." After walking out of the office, Bob announced the news in front of everyone's eyes.

A group of people almost jumped up excitedly. Bob quickly held the group of people, "Finish the destruction procedure, contact HCLI and ask them to send someone here immediately." He wanted to leave this damn place immediately, and when he returned, he applied for early retirement.

The GRS people also learned about the news, and their morale was rising at this moment.

"Bob, you finally did something human-related." Tanto sat on the roof and decided to curse the other party less inwardly.

Ron looked at his watch and it was about to dawn. "Don't be too happy too early. Those people are probably planning something in the dark and cheer up." He always had an unknown premonition.

...

Xu Chuan had already received news from HCLI. He held his cell phone and shook at the other people, "What do you think I'm right?"

The people at the intelligence station have reached their limit. Even if he raises the price, the other party will agree.

"I asked someone to prepare a car to pick up these financial owners. They can't die, each worth hundreds of thousands." Xu Chuan pointed to Curtis and Scott.

More than thirty people need at least two trucks and enough guards. It is estimated that those from the Nusra Front will not make them earn money so easily.
Chapter completed!