After rebirth, I speculated on CP with a billionaire

Qin Si: How to cooperate?

Song Xi: Did you know that I bet 200 million on Han You’s bank?

Qin Si: Is that trumpet really you?

Song Xi: Stop pretending, didn’t you already know?

Qin Si: So?

Song Xi: Han You can't afford to play or lose. He doesn't want to pay, so he shamelessly lets himself go.

Qin Si: Keep talking.

Song Xi: I definitely can't go. If I find someone to go, it will be easy for him to find out his identity.

Qin Si: So?

Song Xi: So you go for me.

If Xie Heng hadn't been holding it in, he would have almost spit out a mouthful of liquor.

Song Xi really dared to say that he asked Qin Si to go for him, whether he should say it or not, the little man was very shrewd.

Qin Si: What benefits do I have?

Song Xi: Share the money.

Qin Si: How to divide?

Song Xi: Sanqi, apart from my 200 million principal, I still have 800 million.You take [-]%.

Qin Si: Five-five.

Song Xi: No, at most four or six.

Qin Si: Five-five.

Song Xi: I find you are really embarrassed. You are just running errands, and you actually want five to five?

Qin Si: If you lose one point, don’t expect me to help you. You can get it yourself and see if he gives it to you.

Song Xi huffed: Okay, five to five, five to five.

Qin Si: Are you afraid that after I go, I will tell Han You that you asked me to come? In this case, you will be exposed.

Song Xi: Go ahead and tell Han You whether he believes you?

Song Xi knew this very well. Han You had always had conflicts and conflicts between the real estate developer and the Qin family in the past few years. The two had fought several times, and it was obvious that the Han family was at a disadvantage.

Han You also regarded Qin Si as a thorn in his side, so naturally others would not believe what he said.

Otherwise, do you think Song Xi will find someone?

Qin Si: You have figured out how to take advantage of others.

Song Xi: Stop saying this. Looking at our Dayun City, is there anyone worse than you?

Qin Si:......

"Hahahahaha." Xie Heng finally couldn't help it and laughed loudly.

Jiang Shaobei also lowered his head and smiled very low-key.

This is an extremely rare and famous scene that can make Boss Qin feel defeated.

Song Xi: Who is laughing?

Qin Si: Stray dog.

Xie Heng:……

Song Xi: I will privately message you the account number and password for the bet in a moment. You can use it to prove your identity. This matter has been decided. You go and come back early.I will also give you the Swiss space account in a moment, and you can transfer the money to my account. Pleasant cooperation.

After saying that, Song Xi hung up the phone quickly.

Jiang Shaobei couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "This girl is very cautious. At this time, she is thinking of a space account. In fact, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. Once the money is in your hands, it will be difficult for anyone to check where it has gone.

Qin Si smiled elegantly and said, "Be cautious, and be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years."

Xie Heng looked excited, "I didn't see it. Song Xi has something in his mind. Is this okay?"

"So do you want to change your target? Instead of chasing Song Jing, you should change your target to Song Xi." Jiang Shaobei asked with a smile.

"Forget it, forget it, someone is interested in Song Xi. I don't dare to move. I'd better pursue my Jingjing. Jingjing is smart too."

Ten o'clock that night

When Si Qin appeared in the underground bank, everyone was boiling.

After all, he and Han You were rivals and disliked each other.

Han You's younger brothers thought they were dazzled when they saw Qin Si coming.

The most terrible thing is that I came alone, without even a bodyguard.

"Mr. Qin, I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything. What are you doing..." The person in charge is also a member of the public. When he saw Mr. Qin coming, he was frightened, but he pretended to be calm on the surface.

"Call Han You." Qin Si was wearing a simple black suit jacket and sitting on the tea table in the middle of the bank, fiddling with the lighter with his long-knuckled hands without even raising his head.