Chapter 585 (1/2)

Discussing how to divide up Indonesia's most important monopoly enterprises, Pang Jintang said to Zhou Hao: ”however, even if we can get Habibi and the Congress to agree to distribute those shares to us, but if the Indonesian government transfers these shares to us free of charge, the Indonesian people will not agree. Although Habibi can provide us with a shield and shoulder most of the contradictions, if the people's support for the Indonesian government declines, it will not be easy to deal with it after Wahid takes office. ”

Zhou Hao pointed to Suharto over there with a smile: ”don't worry, we don't have a rich man over there? As you said just now, he has $67 billion in assets in Swiss banks and other places. Hum After we collect the money, we can use it as the capital to buy shares. Of course, the credit for attracting investment to save Indonesia's economy must be attributed to Wahid. ”

Pang Jintang suddenly looked at Suharto with a smile: ”I'm afraid he won't hand in the money.”

According to Zhou Hao's instructions, while Zhou Hao was talking to Pang Jintang, the 89th also translated their dialogue to Suharto. After listening to Zhou Hao and Pang Jintang discussing how to seize his own assets, Suharto's face turned blue and white. When Zhou Hao and Pang Jintang asked Suharto to hand over all the money in the bank, he didn't get angry and laughed: ”do you want to take my money? Just dream! Hum! You can use whatever means you have. Although I am old and ugly, I am still an Indonesian soldier. I will frown! ”

As a dictator who seized the country by supporting the military coup, Suharto suffered severe torture in his early years in the army, so he had a strong resistance to those flesh and blood sufferings.

Zhou Hao knew what Suharto was thinking. He said with a smile, ”I think you have misunderstood. We will not do anything like torture and extorting confessions to you. It's boring.”

Hearing Zhou Hao's words, Suharto raised his head, as if he had returned to the era of army and army.

”I know you are a strong soldier, but soldiers also have families.” Zhou Hao laughed and saw that more than 20 people, old and young, had been brought in by the ”first army”. All of them were tied up with ropes, and their hair was in disorder. He was still crying.

As soon as Suharto saw these people, he changed his face and roared excitedly, ”you devils! How despicable you are

There are more than 20 people, old and young, who are the size of Suharto's family, including children, grandchildren and only a few years old great grandchildren. Suharto has been brought all over the house, and no fish has been caught.

Looking at Suharto's very embarrassed family, Pang Jintang looked at Zhou Hao in doubt, and Zhou Hao said, ”this old guy sent his family abroad for fear that his enemies would retaliate after losing power. If he knew that Habibi had joined us, he would have fled. But he didn't expect that our people would have been monitoring their family's every move. Just last night, our people captured their whole family from Switzerland

Then, Zhou Hao fixed his eyes on Suharto: ”now, do you want to think about it again and hand over those money?”

Suharto's face was livid. To be sure, he was a cold dictator and a bloody soldier, but for his relatives, even steel had to melt into molten iron. However, it is more than 7 billion dollars, which is the guarantee for his family to live abroad in the future. Without these, they are already used to extravagance. How can they get used to it?

In less than 30 seconds, he saw Zhou Hao raise his hand, and then No. 89 took out a pistol and shot Suharto's second son banbang without saying a word.

This incident made Suharto's family members who were bound together even more frightened, and their crying became more miserable. They begged Zhou Hao for mercy, but Zhou HAOSI ignored them at all.

”If you don't make up your mind, your eldest son will be in trouble.” Zhou Hao's smile was very bright. However, not only Suharto, but also Pang Jintang nearby felt that Zhou Hao seemed to be a god of death looking at a sickle, while Li shuihan and other ”first army” were expressionless.

Suharto looked pale at his second son who had fallen into a pool of blood and asked Zhou Hao, ”if I gave the money, you can let me and my family go?”

On Zhou Hao's face, just smile. Suharto sighed a long time, sat down on the ground, and then said all his account numbers and passwords. The ”first army” people also quickly wrote down it.

In a few hours, the first army transferred $7.33 billion of Suharto's money in various banks to the accounts they had prepared for the purchase of those shares.