My dad is the richest man in the world

Chapter 91
"Don't say 500 million, even if you give me 3000 million, I won't sell it."

The location of the Twilight Bar determines its overall annual income, which is only 500 million. How could it be possible for Murong Qing to sell the Twilight Bar to Ji Cun? This is impossible.

Absolutely impossible!
"Really?" Ji Cun asked with a grin.

Before Murongqing could reply, Ji Cun looked at Wen Li who was walking from the dance floor, and said to her, "Wen Li, I want to see a bar opposite the twilight, and it will be open within three days, and it will be a regular one." place."

She didn't know much about the situation here, but when she came here, she heard such an order from her boss, which really caught Wen Li by surprise.

What the hell is going on here, and who are these two men?
Wen Li was a little confused.

But the boss has spoken, and she can only do what Ji Cun wants. Otherwise, if the first task of her job cannot be completed, won't the boss look down on herself?

It's just that these three days are too short, not only to go through all the relevant procedures of the bar, but also to decorate the bar, recruit personnel, purchase goods, etc., these things must be fully implemented, three days, it is impossible!

But looking at her boss, Wen Li gritted her teeth: "It's the boss! Within three days, I will show you a bar that can open!"

"Well, time is running out, you can do it now!"

In fact, Ji Cun had estimated the three days. Before coming to Twilight Bar, Ji Cun saw a transfer announcement opposite it. The area is not small, and the decoration style outside seems to be a related industry.

This is a reason for Ji Cun to squeeze time.

And opposite the Twilight Bar, the shop that is being transferred was indeed a bar before!
It was just because of the competition with Twilight, because the competition was too fierce and there was no advantage, so it ended in failure.

No way, the boss chose to transfer the store at a low price.

"Wen Li, this is the funds. For decoration, choose the world's top materials for me. Don't care about the price. You can just choose."

"There are also equipment, especially audio and DJ, choose the top one for me, if not, just customize it directly, don't care about the price."

"This is my bank card, and there is no limit to swiping the card every day."

For Ji Cun, since he plans to open a bar, he must use the most top-notch things for everything.

The wine needs to be the best, the decoration needs to be the most luxurious, and the equipment needs to be of the best quality. This is Ji Cun's minimum standard for his bar.

It must conform to your identity, no!

Wen Li looked at a black gold card handed over by Ji Cun. Just looking at the black gold card, Wen Li knew that her identity was unusual.

Generally, people who can have this kind of black gold card must have strong net worth, which is beyond doubt.

You can know it just by getting the transaction price of the T15 lot.

Murong Qing was one of those who had the same thought.

Seeing Wen Li accepting the black gold card, Murong Qing knew that what she was facing was probably a rich young master.

And it's the kind that can be ranked.

But asking for 500 million to let me sell the bar to him, I still feel a little helpless.

This bar said that the investment is less than 500 million, but after all, it has experienced life and death, and the profit is also quite a lot. It is much better to run it by yourself than to make a fortune all at once.

As the saying goes, fine water flows long, and it should be like this.

"You have no chance to sell it to me again, I can guarantee that you will definitely regret your stupid decision today!"

"When you're worthless here, I won't even take a second look."

Ji Cun stared at Murongqing, and said lightly.

It's as simple as a mortal who has not yet reached the end of his lifespan, and is easily sentenced to life and death by the King of Hades.

This feeling made Murong Qing very uncomfortable.

"Stop talking nonsense, who will pay the 150 million bill?" Murong Qing didn't intend to continue entanglement with Ji Cun, and took out the bill that was crumpled by the bartender from his pocket.

After being flattened, it was laid out in front of Ji Cun.

"I want the wine, but I have to pay the bill. You need to find him!"

Liu Yang straightened his body, and pointed to Zhao Qiang who was completely at a loss as to what to do, and his mind was blank.

Murongqing had no choice but to focus on Zhao Qiang.

"How to pay? By card or QR code? Or in cash?"

Looking at the stacks of hundred-yuan bills in Zhao Qiang's arms and on the sofa, Murong Qing was very puzzled. In what era is it now, and there are still people carrying so much cash.

It's just that he didn't know that he earned all the money from drinking.

And Ji Cun belonged to the second before.

Zhao Qiang was brought back to reality by Murong Qing's words

world.

Staring at Murongqing and Ji Cun, Zhao Qiang finally set his eyes on Ji Cun.

With an extremely tough attitude, he said: "Whoever wants to buy this account will buy it anyway, I won't buy it anyway."

"If you're upset, hit me! Try hitting one!"

"Give you the courage, do you dare?"

Zhao Qiang looked at Ji Cun and Liu Yang around him, looking full of beatings.

As soon as Zhao Qiang finished speaking, Ji Cun casually grabbed the wine glass filled with Desert Storm on the table and smashed it on Zhao Qiang's head.

The wine glass shattered instantly, and the liquid inside fell on Zhao Qiang's head. The whole head was already wet, mixed with bright red blood, flowing down from the forehead behind the ears.

"Ah!" Zhao Qiang dropped the stacks of banknotes in his arms with both arms, hugged his head tightly with both hands, hid on the ground and began to howl.

Murong Qing was taken aback by this sudden situation.

"Do you dare to make trouble here, when I don't exist?!"

Murong Qing pointed at Ji Cun and said angrily.

"Your mother, if you dare to hit me, I will kill you, you son of a bitch!"

Zhao Qiang, who came to his senses, grabbed an empty cup and smashed it at the registered head.

Ji Cun stared at Zhao Qiang with both eyes, raised his foot unhurriedly, and kicked Zhao Qiang's lower abdomen very smoothly: "I not only want to hit you, I also want to kick you! I have never seen such a strange request, I’ve only seen money pickers, and I’ve never seen someone with a bad mind who specializes in picking and beating. If you ask me to beat you, I have no choice but to satisfy your request!”

As soon as the words were finished, Ji Cun's soles of his feet landed on Zhao Qiang's lower abdomen, but without seeing how hard he was, Zhao Qiang shot backwards like a cannonball.

Seeing this, Liu Yang quickly put his arms around Su Qian's shoulders and stood up from the sofa.

As soon as the two stood up, Zhao Qiang's body arrived.

If the two were a second late, Zhao Qiang would have bumped into the body of one of them, and the front and Zhao Qiang would have made dumplings.

Hearing a "boom", Zhao Qiang hit the wall with his whole body, and after a huge collision with the top, his body fell straight to the sofa below.

(End of this chapter)