Chapter 307

At noon, a roadside restaurant away from Las Vegas.

Horton, a director of Qualcomm, sat in a window seat of the dining room, wiping the sweat off his face.

Not long ago, he received a phone call of unknown origin. In the phone call, a stranger told him that his son was in their hands. If you want him to be safe, come to this restaurant.

Horton is an old son, so he attaches great importance to his son. Even when he became a shareholder of Qualcomm, he deliberately transferred his shares to his son for the sake of his son.

So when he heard that his son had an accident, Horton was in a hurry.

In recent days, he has been busy for the exhibition, and has not seen his son. However, he clearly remembers that he talked with his son on the phone yesterday and knew that he was still playing. How could an accident happen in the blink of an eye?

As a result, after talking to his son's colleagues on the phone, he realized that no one had seen him since his son went to the casino a few days ago. However, because the other party has been on the phone with the army of Qualcomm, we all think that he is just spending a lot of time outside.

After all, it has long been known that this man's father is a director of Qualcomm.

After confirming his son's death, Horton immediately wanted to call the police. However, when he just called, Horton was in his hotel room and saw that someone had sent a piece of his son's clothes.

Fearing, Horton thought it over and over again and decided to take a look at the situation first.

At worst, he can also find little cochrian, who is also a director of Qualcomm. There is a connection between them. The cochrian family behind each other is also the leader of Las Vegas.

Thinking about this, Horton was a lot more stable and took the bus to the restaurant.

But when he got to the restaurant, he found that it was just a roadside restaurant that could be seen everywhere on the other side of the ocean. There were no murderous kidnappers or his son in it.

Was he fooled?

Just as Horton was fidgeting, a luxury car suddenly drove into the parking lot.

When he saw the lengthened Lincoln, Horton was puzzled, because he recognized the car as if it was the car of little cochrian.

Little cochrian? Why is he here?

Does he know what happened to his son?

In Horton's surprised eyes, he saw little Kerian come out of the car, only with a Chinese American beside him.

Who is he? Secretary of little cochrian?

Horton didn't think much about it, because soon he saw little cochrian go into the restaurant, say hello to the people in the restaurant in Italian, and then sit in front of him, while the Chinese American sat next to him.

"Hello, Mr. Horton." Greetings little cochrian.

"Mr. cochrian... Why are you here?" Horton asked.

Little cochrian said with a smile: "well, my people have heard about what happened to your son Mark. As we are all shareholders of Qualcomm, I would like to help you."

"You... You know about my son?"

When Horton heard this, he was shocked.

He is not a fool. The person who can serve as a director of Qualcomm is far more intelligent than ordinary people. What's more, Horton participated in the founding of Qualcomm as a technician, and his intelligence is superior.

So he quickly figured out the joints.

The people under his command heard that cochrian was also involved in this matter!

As soon as Horton thought about this, he immediately wanted to scold each other, but when his words came to his mouth, he changed his words and said, "Mr. cochrian, something happened to my son. If you can save him, I will be very grateful."

Houghton thought about it, but decided not to tear his face. After all, this is Las Vegas. He tore his face and did nothing to save his son.

Little cochrian said with a smile, "well, Mr. Horton, as far as I know, Mr. mark didn't get into any big trouble, but he was just fighting with others for a woman and losing some money at the gambling table."

"Lost some money?" Horton frowned. The problem of money was big or small, but since his sons had been kidnapped, I'm afraid the money was not a fraction.

Sure enough, little cochrian said, "that's right. Mr. mark played black with others. Jack lost red eye. As a result, he bet all his shares in Qualcomm and finally lost to others."

"What?" Holden stood up and there was anger on his face.

He has fully understood what his son lost the red eye, he is clearly deceived by others, in the game set by others.

It is clear that the other party's goal is his shares in Qualcomm from the beginning. Otherwise, how could the other party know that his son Mark has shares in Qualcomm? No one else knows about this except the shareholders of Qualcomm.

In front of him, cochrian is one of the shareholders of Qualcomm, and he happens to be a gambling tycoon in Las Vegas. It's easy for him to find someone to set up a game to cheat his son.

Thinking of this, Horton could not help saying: "Mr. cochrian, you are already a shareholder of Qualcomm! Why use this method to seize my shares? "

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Mr. Horton," said little cockley

Horton also wanted to press questions, but suddenly he thought that when he asked, cochrian must have killed himself and refused to admit it. How could he, such a person, admit such illegal things.

Horton suddenly looked dejected: "well, Mr. cochrian, you can tell me clearly, how on earth can I save my son?"

Little cochrian laughed: "Mr. Horton, if your son loses money in gambling, he should be willing to accept defeat. I asked you about him. The other party's request is very simple, that is money! They have found out your son's shares. Although the shares are valuable, they can't be transferred without your nodding. So they don't want the shares mortgaged by your son. They want money, US $1.5 billion! As long as there is money equivalent to the value of your son's shares, your son will be released immediately. "

"What? One and a half billion? " Horton looks alarmed. Although he is a director of Qualcomm, it doesn't mean he can make such a huge sum of money.

Don't mention him, or even the entire board of directors of Qualcomm, except for those big institutions, there are not necessarily people who can come up with the money.

But just as Horton was in great panic, little cochrian said, "don't panic, Mr. Horton. In fact, someone has already given it for you. "

"What?" Horton exclaimed again, "Mr. cochrian, did you pay for me?"