When everyone was in different moods, Ge Dongxu's cell phone rang.

It's a strange number from Thailand.

Ge Dongxu picked it up and asked lightly: "Is it Bacha? I am Ge Dongxu."

"Yes, I don't know what the uncle in the head has to give?" Bacha heard Ge Dongxu's voice on the other end of the phone, and his heart couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and immediately asked respectfully.

In the Golden Triangle Sink, Ge Dongxu had already shown the terrifying strength of life and death in his hands. Although Bacha never had the chance to see Ge Dongxu take action again in recent years, he knew the shocking changes in his master's strength. He had also been to Kunlun realm and had received many rewards from his master in recent years. The source of all this is to the uncle of the head master who is currently on the phone with him.

It can be said that although he never had the chance to see Ge Dongxu take action again, in Bacha's mind, Ge Dongxu has now been deified.

"That's right..." Ge Dongxu roughly retweeted the matter and finally explained: "You can help deal with it."

"It's the uncle of the head master. The disciple will personally lead the people to clean up the bar. There will be a reply in twenty minutes at the latest." Bacha replied respectfully.

"Okay!" Ge Dongxu responded and hung up the phone, and then said to Guo Xiaoyu, who was anxious and worried, "Don't worry, there will be news about your cousin in twenty minutes."

"Really?" Guo Xiaoyu looked at Ge Dongxu with a surprised look and blurted out.

Because his tone of speaking was too certain, and he gave him time to say that Ge Dongxu was still talking nonsense in this situation, Guo Xiaoyu really didn't believe that he was the kind of person who couldn't tell the difference.

"Of course." Ge Dongxu replied with a smile, then turned to Guo Hefeng. The smile on his face disappeared, and said lightly: "Mayor Guo, if you want to end today, you can take a step first. If there is any news, I will ask Guo Xiaoyu to notify you. You don't have to pay the fee here anymore. I will consider me treating you."

Because Guo Hefeng didn't listen to Ge Dongxu's accusations just now, and he also relied on his identity and disdained to refute him. He stood up and said that he would leave after the dinner. Now Ge Dongxu was angry with the attitude of the Guo family to treat his uncle and others before, and brought up old words to squeeze Guo Hefeng back.

When he heard Ge Dongxu's words, even Hui's mouth almost turned irritated. However, Guo Hefeng felt that Ge Dongxu was unusual, and he grabbed his wife who was about to get angry. He glared at Guo Zhengzhi who wanted to speak, and then looked at Ge Dongxu and said, "Since your friend promised to help me, I, as an uncle, always know the result. And no matter what the result is, I still want to thank you for your help."

Lian Hui and others were stunned when they heard this.

Because as Guo Hefeng's identity, saying this is actually a disguised apology, which is already very rare.

After saying that, Guo Hefeng did not seem to see everyone's shocked expressions, and sat back on his seat.

Seeing Guo Hefeng sitting back to his seat, everyone woke up. The people of the Xu family and Guo Xiaoyu all breathed a sigh of relief and followed him back to his seat. Lian Hui and Guo Zhengzhi always felt a little suffocated. As for Zheng Liangcai, although this matter was not his business, hesitated and stayed with shamelessness because he was jealous of Xu Jirong, and he didn't believe that an unknown young man like Ge Dongxu could interfere in Thailand.

Because of the stuttering incident before, and the people of the Guo family were concerned about Lian Xiang's affairs, after they sat back, naturally no one talked about Xu Jirong's job transfer and his marriage to Guo Xiaoyu, and they had no intention of drinking and eating. Everyone surrounded the wine table, silently, and the atmosphere was a bit dull and weird.

Northern Thailand.

After Bacha hung up Ge Dongxu's phone call, the respect on his face immediately turned into solemnity, and a hint of chill emanated from him.

Soon, several armed helicopters took off in a large military camp in northern Thailand to fly towards the city.

At the same time, military vehicles drove out of the military camp in another military camp near the suburbs of the city and rushed towards the city.

The military camp in the suburbs arrived at a bar first, and then fully armed soldiers got out of the car and surrounded the entire bar.

In a bar, in a private room, a man with a dark skin and a thick gold necklace hanging around his neck was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, his left and right arms spread out, each hugging a woman in exposed clothes.

Opposite him, two men stood.

One is a middle-aged man wearing a famous brand and a bit similar to Lian Hui's eyebrows. It is Lian Hui's younger brother Lian Cheng.

Another man had a few rays of colorful hair on his head and tattoos on his arm. He looked like he was a man in society.

This is a middleman that Liancheng finally found.

"Mr. Sucha, this is a check of five million baht, which is considered a plea. Please let my son go." Lian Cheng put a check on the coffee table in front of the sofa and asked.

"Five million Thai baht, are you sending beggars? Do you think I'm the kind of person who lacks 5 million Thai baht?" The man sitting in the middle of the sofa, hugging left and right, glanced at the checks on the table when he heard this, and a touch of movement flashed in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a sarcastic look of contempt.

"I know Mr. Sucha is not short of money. So, Mr. Sucha, you offer a price. As long as I can let my son come back, everything will be fine." Lian Cheng saw that Sucha refused to let him go, a trace of anger flashed deep in his eyes, but he did not dare to do it. Instead, he bent his body slightly and asked.

"Add a zero at the end." Sucha said.

"What?" Lian Cheng's face changed drastically when he heard this.

Fifty million Thai baht is almost equivalent to ten million yuan.

Although the Liancheng family is rich, its net worth is only tens of millions, and tens of millions is enough to make their family hurt. Besides, how could he get so much money in a while?

"Why? Mr. Lian disagreed?" Su Cha raised his eyes and glanced at Lian Cheng.

"No, no, I don't mean that, I mean this, there are too many of this. Mr. Sucha can we discuss it?" Although the air conditioner in the private room was turned on, Lian Cheng kept wiping the sweat on his forehead.

"Discussion? OK, go find my uncle. He touched my uncle's woman. I think my uncle will definitely be happy to discuss it with you." Sucha said slowly.

When Su Cha mentioned his uncle, both Lian Cheng and the middle man next to him changed their faces.

Since Liancheng found someone to bring him to Sucha, he naturally knew that Sucha's uncle was from the military.

Just as the two of them changed their faces, the door of the private room was suddenly pushed open, and a man who looked like a bar and watched the venue rushed in panting.
Chapter completed!