Lu Yang said nothing. For such a simple task, who would offer him ten million dollars in bail money, plus another ten million dollars as payment? The task was difficult—that was all there was to it.
Qi Yun appeared beside Lu Yang and handed a stack of documents to Bagley. "Sign these. This is an investment company valued at one billion dollars, called Bao Wo Investment Company. Of course, it's a shell company. It looks like it has one billion dollars, but there isn't a cent inside. However, ten million dollars will be deposited into your personal bank account."
Lu Yang added, "This is your operating fund. Don't be stingy. Since you're pretending to be rich, drink Romanee Conti whenever you like and buy whatever jewelry you want, as long as you complete my task."
"Wow." Bagley looked pleasantly surprised. "That doesn't count as my payment, does it?"
Lu Yang laughed. "Of course not. It's just your operating fund. The other ten million dollars in payment is with me. Surely my reputation is worth more than ten million dollars, right?"
"Of course." Bagley was not worried in the slightest that Lu Yang would deceive him. How could one of the most famous people in the world harm him over ten million dollars?
"Is there any fastest way to get in touch with Gaelgar?" Bagley asked.
Qi Yun said, "Gaelgar will attend a dinner hosted by social elites in two days. I'll arrange for you to go. After that, it'll be up to you."
"I'll give it a try." Bagley raised his eyebrows.
Lu Yang said, "I wish you success."
That night, Lu Yang sent Bagley onto a plane bound for Mexico, while he himself flew back to East Sea City. By the time Lu Yang arrived in China the next