The starting system is awesome. Sorry, I am invincible.

Qin Chuan fantasized seriously.

Many years later, I was walking on the streets of America.

Children in the United States no longer wear the uniforms of this hero and that hero.

Instead, he wore Hanfu and a feather fan and silk scarf.

While chatting and laughing, they were either refining elixirs or medicine, or cultivating immortality and Qi.

This scene is so interesting.

The process of waiting for Wang Cong was a bit long.

Qin Chuan thought about shopping around to buy some souvenirs and give them away when he went back.

Ao Island is not a big place, so the souvenirs you can bring are limited.

Qinchuan bought several boxes of local specialty egg tarts, egg rolls, and almond cookies.

Looking at the cakes in his hand, Qin Chuan couldn't help but think, "I don't know if I've made tens of billions, but I just brought a few boxes of cakes back. Will those guys say I'm too stingy?" '

An hour later, Wang Cong hurried over alone.

There was a hint of apprehension on his face.

"Where have you been?" Qin Chuan asked

Wang Cong scratched his head, "Brother, I was thinking that 100 billion is too big for you to handle. So I called my dad... My dad scolded me for 2 hours. Then he told me , see what properties you have on hand that can be cashed out, and quickly fill this hole. You also know that if Ao Dao doesn’t owe money, then he won’t owe it.”

"I'll settle the 100 billion you owe." Qin Chuan said lightly.

"Well, brother, I plan to sell my shares in Wanda Film and Television for 100 billion..." Wang Cong didn't react for a while and kept talking to himself.

Suddenly, he was stunned. "Huh? What? Brother, what did you say?"

"100 billion, I'll settle it for you. Let's go back to Kyoto now, you'll pay for the air tickets, and you'll cover the cost of repairing my Eclipse."

Qin Chuan repeated that it was appropriate to settle the 100 billion account for Wang Cong and ask him to pay some money.

Wang Cong was confused.

What the hell, how long did it take to settle the account?

He looked at Qin Chuan with dull eyes.

When Qin Chuan saw this, he told Wang Cong what had just happened.

After hearing that 100 yuan won 500 billion.

Wang Cong was dumbfounded and confused.

Is this something that people on Earth can do?

Seeing Qin Chuan's serious face, Wang Cong did not dare to question.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Chuan casually took out a 100 billion debt note from his trouser pocket.

"Now, take it and take a closer look to see if it's your list."

Wang Cong took the bill and read it carefully.

After a few months, I saw this tens of billions of debts again.

Wang Cong couldn't help but break into a cold sweat behind his back.

I was obsessed with something at that time.

He would actually do such a thing.

"That's right...this is mine..."

Before Wang Cong could finish speaking, Qin Chuan tore the IOU into pieces on the spot.

"Brother..." Wang Cong looked at Qin Chuan in disbelief.

This is an IOU of 100 billion.

Tear it apart.

It is equivalent to tearing a huge sum of 100 billion into pieces.

At this moment, Wang Cong felt mixed emotions in his heart.

In the end, I couldn't help but asked the question in my heart, "Brother, even if we are half-brothers, the debt of 100 billion is too much."

"Do you still remember Jiangning City last year?" Qin Chuan suddenly asked

Wang Cong thought for a while and shook his head, as if he didn't remember much.

"Jiangning Meite Garment Factory." Qin Chuan reminded

Having said this, Wang Cong nodded.

He remembered, "I seem to have some impression. Last year, Wanda Group went to Jiangning City to investigate investment. It was this factory that I went to at that time. This factory used to be a state-owned factory, and later it was transferred to a private sector. However, the efficiency of the factory was particularly poor. Basically, It’s operating at a loss.”

Qin Chuan put his hands behind his back and said bluntly, "There are [-] people in the Meite Garment Factory, half of the employees are disabled people, and there are many workers who were laid off and re-employed."

"Brother, what do you mean by this?" Wang Cong was a little confused.

"You were the one who persuaded your father to buy the factory."

Wang Cong nodded.

There is indeed such a thing.

When I first returned to China, I followed my father to Jiangning to inspect the investment environment.

He was taken to the Meite Garment Factory by local leaders.

But when Wang Lin saw the dilapidated factory building and a bunch of workers.

Wang Lin actually had no intention of acquiring it.

Because it seems that this factory has no possibility of making money at all.

Moreover, the location is relatively remote and the land is not valuable at all.

"My dad didn't actually want to acquire the factory at the time. He thought it was a burden. But I felt that if the factory wasn't acquired by our Wanda Group, it would definitely not be able to withstand the Spring Festival the following year. So I encouraged my dad to acquire it. We couldn't afford to support the factory. How much does it cost? But it can support many families.”

Qin Chuan handed over an egg tart, "Sometimes fate is reincarnation."

Wanda's original acquisition allowed the factory to pay three months' salary arrears.

The Qin family received the arrears of wages and was able to let Qin Chuan go to university in Kyoto.

Wang Cong was eating the egg tart and didn't understand what Qin Chuan meant.

Qin Chuan took a bite of the egg tart, and the fragrant egg liquid in the still warm egg tart filled his entire mouth.

Overflowing with milky flavor, high-calorie sweets always make people feel happy.

"Just this once, if I find out next time that you come to play cards, I will personally break your legs."

Wang Cong was so frightened that he trembled after hearing this. He nodded quickly, "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore. What can I do with 100 billion? It's nothing."

After the two chatted, they took a look around the scenery of Ao Island.

Wang Cong booked a flight to Kyoto.

......

Magic City, Shengshi Group Building.

Office of the Chairman.

The house has been decorated in black and white mourning hall decoration.

A black and white photo of Sheng Xiaohui hangs on the wall.

Under the black and white photos, there are piles of Wangzai milk on display.

Sheng Rong walked back and forth in the house like a zombie.

He picked up a cup of Wangzai milk and walked to the portrait.

He muttered to the portrait in despair.

"Xiaohui, drink it, drink it hard."

"Dad knows you like to drink this, so he bought it for you. After you drink it, dad will buy it for you. Enough."

"You said you are not sensible. Why are you going to a party?"

Yesterday, Sheng Rong received a call from Qi Feng.

He fell into endless sorrow.

Overnight, Sheng Rong's originally thick black hair turned mostly gray.

As the head of the Sheng family of the Eight Families.

Shengrong controls half of the resources in the entertainment industry.

He has made countless directors and actors famous in one hand.

In the Chinese entertainment industry, the Sheng family is a presence that responds to everything.

Shengshi Group has become the first entertainment company to be listed on the Chinese stock market.

But even a large group with a market value of nearly [-] billion.

Shengrong reached the age of fifty when he knew his destiny.

For the rest of his life, his only hope rested on Sheng Xiaohui.

Sheng Rong has always doted on his son Sheng Xiaohui and paid special attention to him.

Sheng Rong never thought that he would be given a gift from a white-haired person to a black-haired person.

Now, it's too late.

"Qin Chuan..." Sheng Rong gritted his teeth and said, "I want your whole family to be buried with you!!!"

Dong dong dong

Someone knocked on the door of the chairman's office.

A man in black uniform trotted in and said, "Boss, Master..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Sheng Rong flew up and kicked him.

Afterwards, Sheng Rong wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes while punching out.

"What are you doing! What's going on? You didn't see me talking to my son!" Sheng Rong said angrily.

"Dad, why are you so angry?" A young voice came in from outside the door.

"Fuck, my son is dead, how can I not be angry!?" Sheng Rong picked up his golf club and was about to go out and hit someone.

But halfway through, he froze.

That voice just now...

how...

So familiar...