Salted Fish Doesn't Want to Inherit Hundred of Billion Property

Qingqin was sitting on the sofa of the private jet, the sound of the piano in her ears was like a flowing stream.

In front of him is a musician who is playing the piano intently, and behind him is a row of smiling servants and a cart full of various refreshments.

Turning his head, through the porthole, he could see the large green land and the sapphire-like lake below, as well as the endless vast ocean in the distance.

Within the arms of the green fields and lakes like a chessboard, there are huge and splendid ancient Greek-style buildings.

Memories of the original owner flooded his mind, recalling that his experiences were many and many different from this world, Qingqin realized the fact that he was wearing a book like never before.

The time displayed on the phone was still January 09, 1, but he had already entered a completely different world.

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The male protagonist, Lou Junhao, is a standard Long Aotian, who has endured for three years. Once the emperor returns, he takes over the family business, slaps the face of the best, and dominates the shopping mall.He made great strides all the way, leading Lou's Group to become the No. [-] real estate company, and he himself topped the Forbes Rich List.

And Qing Qin is just an inconspicuous background cannon fodder.

He passed a series of tests, defeated a dozen candidates, and officially became the helm of the Qing Group, becoming the richest man by airborne.

After inheriting the family business, this man resolutely develops in the direction of new energy, and it is a new idea when he slaps his head.As a result, his instructions directly led to the "8.21" explosion, causing nearly a thousand casualties and hundreds of billions of economic losses.

Naturally, this incompetent and conceited hapless guy took the main responsibility, was burdened with a full body of infamy and went to jail, and died of depression at the age of 32.

The surviving Qing Group was also divided among several groups, mainly Lou's, which accelerated Lou Junhao's steps towards becoming the richest man.

Now, he is about to accept the richest man's invitation to participate in the first round of heir selection.

The plane landed and taxied to a stop on the runway.Qing Qin stood on the escalator and landed surrounded by servants.

Behind it is the roar of the waves hitting the cliff, a natural passionate BGM.

"Mr. Qingqin, please." The butler with neatly combed silver hair and straight back bent down.

"it is good."

The housekeeper straightened up and looked at the hundredth candidate.

The young man in his early twenties has long hair tied back in a ponytail, and black sunglasses cover most of his face.A black suit outlines a slender waist and long legs.

He looked around, took off his sunglasses and handed them to the servant, showing narrow and sharp eyebrows and eyes, without any embarrassment, that was the demeanor cultivated in the riches of the Wanguan family.

The butler led him to the mansion in front of him.

The electric suspension bridge paved with white jade stretched out, cutting the lake surrounding the mansion.The red carpet was stretched all the way on the avenue, flanked by thirty bodyguards in black.They folded their hands behind their waists, serious and unsmiling.

Qingqin walked through the triangular lintel supported by Greek pillars, and the door carved with figures opened for him, revealing the resplendent and resplendent inside.

Behind the gate is a corridor with crystal chandeliers, tens of millions of paintings and clear gilded glass doors.Qingqin passed by at least two swimming pools, an indoor beach, a golf course, three multimedia rooms, and a private library.

Thankfully, this body doesn't lack for exercise.

After more than half an hour, Qingqin finally came to the depths of this cave full of treasures.

There were no lights in the dining room, only the yellowish light of candles.

The host set up a round mahogany table without any scruples. There was only one basket of steamed dumplings and two bowls of porridge on the table.

"You haven't eaten yet, sit down and eat, and listen while eating." The silver-haired old man greeted him familiarly without looking up.

He was wearing a black and red Tang suit, and his wrinkled hands had emerald inlaid golden finger rings.

Obviously the style is incompatible with this mansion, but it seems like it should be so.

Qingqin sat on the mahogany high-back chair with a straight back, taking a sip of porridge.

The housekeeper began to introduce, and the servant beside him held a contract in both hands: "Mr. Qing has no heirs in his life, so he selected [-] people from the thousands of people he sponsored as adopted sons to participate in the selection of heirs.

The selection process is kept confidential throughout, and all contestants must not disclose the content of the selection for help.The list of contestants is kept secret, that is to say, under normal circumstances, you will not know who your opponent is.

During the selection process, each round, you will receive a consistent amount of funding.After six months to one year of operation, someone will calculate and rank your total assets.

All those who break the law and commit crimes, whose assets are cleared to zero or even negative, will directly withdraw from the selection.If the remaining people exceed half of the starting number of the current round, the last elimination system will be implemented, and the candidates below the median will be eliminated.

The reason for the elimination of each round will be announced, and I hope the contestants will learn from it.

After up to six rounds of selection, the final winner will inherit all of Mr. Qing's properties, including Qing's Food, Qing's Real Estate, Qing's Technology and dozens of companies with a market value of over [-] billion.

So, Mr. Qingqin, have you decided to join this selection? "

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Qingqin politely stopped her chopsticks and took a sip of lemonade: "It sounds very tempting, but I refuse."

The voice fell, and the audience was suddenly too quiet.

Even if they are well-trained service personnel, their jaws dropped when they heard this.Among the hundred candidates who came in and out one after another today, Qing Qin was the only one who refused without hesitation.

That is the inheritance right of the five major groups with a total value of trillions!

That's the richest man in the world!

No one knew better than them how rich and powerful the owner of all this was, so he was even more astonished—this kid probably doesn't know what he rejected at all!

Only Mr. Qing's expression remained unchanged. He calmly picked up a piece of steamed dumpling and dipped it in vinegar: "Eat first, we will talk about business later."

Qingqin nodded, and finished his meal slowly.

The maid next to them handed them white towels and mouthwash cups to wipe their hands and rinse their mouths.

"You're the first one. Let's go, let's talk." After cleaning up, Mr. Qing stood up and held the cane. The butler beside him stepped forward and put an orange coat on him.

Qingqin also got up and followed out the door, and walked with him along the stone path, passing the helipad and the squash court along the way.

"I remember that Qingqin was an excellent child." Mr. Qing said.

The housekeeper bowed his head: "Qingqin, 22 years old, male, male, enrolled in Qing's training program at the age of five... just graduated from Kyoto University with a double degree in finance and art.

He has achieved excellent grades since he was a child and has won numerous honors. As a candidate, he is absolutely qualified. "

"I'm not the only one with this kind of achievement." Qing Qinchuan was just a salted fish before coming here, so he doesn't have any skills.

Mr. Qing was noncommittal, and stopped in front of a quiet lake with Qingqin.

The lake is dark green, with algae and knots of dead wood floating on it.

"So, how much did Qing spend to train him?"

"Mr. Qingqin has always been an S-level training target. The annual quota for food and clothing is 500 million. Today, the total cost is 8500 million."

Qingqin looked at the high-end suit and Rolex on her body, you are really willing to spend the money: "I will work to pay off the debt."

"Pay the debt?" Mr. Qing gave a short laugh, "My child, money is not so easy to earn in this world."

There was the sound of rolling wheels, accompanied by an inarticulate howl.

Qingqin turned her head and saw three people coming here pushing a cart covered in red velvet.

Mr. Qing raised a hand.

The red cloth was lifted, revealing a calf about seven or eight months old.It was pitifully bound, with an apple stuffed in its mouth, struggling helplessly on the cart.

Mr. Qing lowered his hand.

One person pushing the cart carried the upper limbs and the other the lower limbs, and threw the struggling calf into the lake.

Water splashed in all directions, and a pair of dark eyes suddenly opened from a few sections of dead wood.

It's an alligator.

The black-clothed bodyguards blocked Qingqin from left to right to prevent the too bloody scene from shocking him.

However, smelling the smell of blood in the air, listening to the continuous sound of biting and howling, Qingqin only felt a chill down his spine.

He could imagine what a terrifying predation scene was happening in front of him.

Mr. Qing's voice came not far away: "According to No. 13 of Article 500 of the training contract, if necessary, you will unconditionally obey Qing's work arrangements. Including, the crocodile breeder with an annual salary of [-] million can only be hired after passing the exam. ,Um?"

Qing Qin swallowed, trying to stabilize her trembling hands.

When the bodyguard returned to its original position, only a light pink remained on the surface of the water.

Those sections of dead wood were still silent.

Mr. Qing turned his head to look at this young and energetic candidate.

His long and narrow eyes were rounded in a rare way, and half of his propped up momentum was lost, revealing panic and bewilderment.

Mr. Qing's evil taste was well satisfied. He took the contract and handed it to Qing Qin: "There is no coward in our Qing family who flees without a fight. But after all, I am not a devil. It's just a crocodile."

Tell me clearly, should I feed the crocodile or should I feed the crocodile?

Qingqin: "What if I lose the heir selection?"

"Hahahaha," Mr. Qing laughed a few times, "The debt is written off, and a check for 1000 million yuan is attached."

Qingqin's eyes lit up.

1000 million is enough for him to be at ease and stay away from the road of cannon fodder.

Okay, if you lose 100 million, you lose 100 million, and if you lose 1000 million, you lose 1000 million. If you don't lose the game, I will be a dog!

"Of course," Mr. Qing leaned on his cane, "You can't lose the game maliciously, you can't do illegal things, and you can't use the game funds for personal enjoyment."

"How do you define this?" Qing Qin quickly calmed down, looking directly at Mr. Qing and asked.

Mr. Qing patted the back of his hand: "It's very simple."

The two handsome ladies in suits, who looked exactly the same, came out with folders in their arms.

The housekeeper introduced: "Considering your sexual orientation, two female inspectors, part-time accountants and personal assistants have been prepared for you."

The twin sisters nodded, and the one on the left was the first to introduce: "My name is Meng Yao, and she is Meng Yao. It is a pleasure to cooperate with you."

Qingqin looked at the stumbling block to his fortune in the future, and smiled politely: "It's a happy cooperation."

He picked up the pen and signed his name on the contract.

He has a strong backbone and is unrestrained and unrestrained.

"There will be more time to continue understanding in the future, and now we will continue with our process." The butler clapped his hands and led them into a black velvet Ferrari.

He sat across from Qingqin, and on the pad in his hand were sheets of reports: "The first round of the competition starts today and ends on July 7th, a total of six months. Next, Mr. Qingqin, you need to get the The initial resources for a round of competition."

"We will give each contestant an initial capital of 200 million and a small company with total assets of no more than 300 million." The butler introduced, projecting the list of companies on the table, "You can start to choose."

Qingqin glanced through the list of companies, countless lights and shadows flashed in his eyes, and finally settled on a financial report that can be said to be quite bad.

"That's it." He said firmly.

The butler smiled and looked down at the company's specific situation.Even though he has dealt with this process more than once, his smile froze slightly: "Are you sure?"

"Of course, I like challenging things." Qing Qin leaned back, crossed her long legs, and showed a determined smile.