Only by rejecting the Goddess can God become stronger

Han Junchu: "Brother Fan, the preparatory work for the new block is almost done, and the construction can be officially started soon. My dad asked me to ask, the first phase of funds..."

During this time, the Han family was busy with the preliminary preparations for the new block project.

Now that the preparations are almost ready, the only problem is the funding for the first phase of the project.

According to the agreement between the Han family and Yu Fan, the Han family and Yu Fan each contributed half of the funds.

For such a large project, the funds required for the first phase must be astronomical, and Yu Fan typed with pain in his heart.

"how much is it?"

Han Junchu replied in seconds: "Not much, 86 billion. According to the agreement, our Han family will pay 43 billion, and Brother Fan, you only need to pay 43 billion."

Yu Fan's eyelids twitched.

Do you think 86 billion is too much? ?
Brother Han, you are my big brother!
Han Junchu continued: "Originally we applied for a bank loan, but the bank was procrastinating, saying that the funds were too large and it would take several months to complete the process. We thought that months would be too much of a delay, why not First fill in the first phase of project funds out of your own pocket, and the rest will be much easier."

Yu Fan didn't speak, but silently checked his bank card balance.

4300200000.

Nima, you peeked at my bank card balance.

Yu Fan suddenly had a toothache.

Why is it exactly 43 billion, and he just has 43 billion left in his card.

Given the money, wouldn't he be a tens of billionaire with only a fraction of 20.

The point is, the money has to be given.

Seeing that Yu Fan didn't respond for a while, Han Junchu asked cautiously, "Brother Fan?"

Yu Fan endured the pain in his heart and pretended to type easily: "I will transfer the money to the company account tomorrow morning."

In order to develop the new block project, Yu Fan and the Han family established a joint development company, which is jointly managed by Yu Fan and the Han family, and is solely responsible for the development of the new block project.

"okay."

Han Junchu paused, and said again: "Brother Fan, tomorrow is the project commencement ceremony, do you want to come out and cut the ribbon?"

Yu Fan thought for a while and asked, "Is there a reporter?"

With such a big project, it stands to reason that I can't ignore it, and I should show my face.

But he didn't want to be exposed to the public eye.

Han Junchu: "There must be, such a big project, the whole city of Yangcheng is paying attention, and there will probably be many reporters tomorrow."

"Okay, I see, I will attend on time tomorrow."

Since there are reporters, Yu Fan will definitely not show his face in public.

But the attitude must be shown, at worst, bring Duan Yunran over tomorrow, push Duan Yunran to the front of the stage, and just be behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, Yu Fan sent another message to Duan Yunran, asking him to attend the groundbreaking ceremony of the new block project tomorrow.

After talking about the business, Yu Fan looked at the empty balance in his bank card and felt a little insecure for a while.

In the past, 20 was a huge sum of money to Yu Fan.

But after the card has several billions, and then changes back to 20, there is an illusion that money is not money.

"I still have to make money."

Yu Fan put down his phone depressedly, feeling as if a billionaire is poor.

On the side, Qin Yi and the others were still in high spirits, and Melikana's new song had been repeated countless times.

"Fanzi, come on, let's sing with two voices."

Mentioning this song gave Yu Fan another toothache.

Previously, Merricanna wanted to give him the music copyright, and by the way, according to the market, give Yu Fan 20.00% of the music income.

But Yu Fan refused, and with a wave of his hand, he gave it all to Melikana.

Now imagine, with the popularity of this song, wouldn't it be a loss of several million.

The more Yu Fan thought about it, the more he got angry, turned over, covered his head with a pillow, and said in a low voice, "What's so good about this broken song?"

"???"

Qin Yi and the others quit.

"Fanzi, this is your fault. You can insult our personality, but you can't insult our preferences. How can this be a broken song? It's so good, you can write such a good song if you have the ability."

"Brother Fan, you are jealous."

"Second brother, you can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour."

Yu Fan had nothing to say, and couldn't bear to tell the three of them that this was written by him, so he simply covered his head and went to sleep.