Killer whale sister is three and a half years old

Ding Shan felt that his tone might be too harsh. Every time his youngest son saw him, he was like a mouse seeing a cat. He was very nervous and scared over the phone, so he said the wrong amount.

He coughed because everyone was staring at him, and he turned on the loudspeaker directly after the call was connected.

Everyone knows what Ding Shan Ding Yong said to his father and son, so everyone felt that Ding Yong was frightened by his serious tone.

Father Qu lowered his voice and laughed.

"Old Ding, please soften your voice and don't be so serious, Xiaoyong has done a good job this time."

Xu Zhigang also nodded: "Yes! Don't be so serious. In ancient times, this is a great contribution to the family! Let's not talk about rewards, at least you have to be pleasant when talking to others!"

The fathers of the other middle-aged bosses all agreed: "That's it!"

Ding Shan smiled cheerfully, with a beer belly of five or six months.

"Xiaoyong, Dad didn't mean to blame you. Tell Dad about the situation carefully! Don't be afraid and don't be nervous. It's a great thing to lose to Miss Qin's family in the imperial capital. Dad will scold you only if you win!"

Ding Yong: "..."

Did his father get water in his head?

Lost three billion, is this a good thing?
Oh!
wrong!

His father thought he was nervous and afraid of saying the wrong amount.

No!

and many more!

"Dad, who are you talking about? Who did you lose to?"

He felt that not only was his father's brain flooded, but it was also serious, and he might start to get muddled.

Ding Shan was a little puzzled: "I don't know if that is Qin Yingying, Miss Qin's family in the imperial capital?"

Without waiting for his son to speak, Ding Shan continued on his own.

"That's right! Your Uncle Xu and I watched that video again and again. Thanks to one of your uncles, he said that he met the young master of the Yan family who was raised next to President Qin of the Qin family in the imperial capital in Rongcheng. Otherwise, we would all have I would never have thought that the driver of this racing car is Miss Qin, the only little princess of the Qin family in the imperial capital!"

Ding Yong was frightened and let out a goose cry: "...Gah?"

Ding Shan: "..."

Ding Shan listened amusedly to his son making strange animal noises. If it was normal, he would have yelled out of anger.

but now……

After all, the younger son has been around for so many years, and it can be regarded as a personnel matter. He has never been more patient with the younger son.

"Okay, it's fine if you don't say anything else, just tell me how much you lost when you lost the bet!"

Ding Yong: "..."

He dare not say it!
If he tentatively said 30 billion before, there was actually a tentative meaning, and now he knows from his own father that the yingying that Si Shao brought over is the imperial capital Qin family Qin yingying, he dare not say a word.

He's fucking gutted now!

What did he say on the field?
What kind of eyes did he look at when he looked at that buzzing?

disdain!

contempt!

And... drooling!
Oh my God!
What the hell did he eat? He dared to covet the only little princess of the Qin family in the imperial capital!

If Mr. Qin, who is in power in the Qin family, knew about it, he would probably take a rocket to come over and skin him off!

After all, it is rumored that the ruler of the Qin family in the imperial capital, Third Master Qin, is a doting girl, a madman, and a child-controlling dad!
Ding Yong not only felt pain in his butt, but his whole body started to ache!

Ding Shan waited patiently for a minute, but before his son could speak, he couldn't help frowning.

When subconsciously wanting to roar, Qu's father hurriedly patted him on the shoulder.

Xu Zhigang took the opportunity to say: "Xiaoyong, I am your Uncle Xu, all the uncles are here, tell us, how much did you lose together?"

Ding Yong asked his father weakly: "...Dad, as long as you lose to Miss Qin's family, no matter how much you lose, you won't scold me, let alone beat me?"

The fathers of the middle-aged boss couldn't help laughing when they heard his pitiful voice.

Ding Shan also laughed: "Yes! No!"

Ding Yong: "..."

Why is he so unbelievable?
If it was [-] million, his father would probably kill him!

Now it is 30 billion per person!

Sanqi 210 billion!

At the beginning, it is estimated that all the uncles and uncles' family assets will be lost?

Ding Shan gradually lost his patience and shouted two words.

"Ding Yong!"

Ding Yong subconsciously said a number.

"30 billion!"

Ding Shan: "How much?"

This is the second time they have heard 30 billion!

I thought I heard it wrong before, and their feelings were because they thought too much. Ding Yong was not scared, but really lost 30 billion!
30 billion!
His best project is only 12 billion!

And the company's general projects are within tens of millions to [-] million!
30 billion!
wrong!

Although Ding Yong is a gangster, he is very afraid of him, so even if he spent a lot of money before, it is actually quite a lot.

Father Qu moved to Ding Shan's side and lowered his voice to talk to him: "Could it be the few of them who lost 30 billion together?"

Ding Shan thinks it is very possible!

All of them are worthless things, and they all like racing cars, they are excited to watch, and they don't know Miss Qin's identity at all, so they are likely to underestimate each other, so they bet a lot at that time, because they never thought that they would lose. !
Ding Shan pursed his lips, frowned and asked, "How many of you bet?"

Ding Yong returned quickly this time: "Seven people, Song Shaobo is the one who bets for the Fourth Young Master, betting on Miss Qin... is said to be afraid that we will underestimate Miss Qin."

Ding Shan took a breath, Song Shaobo's father was also here.

Papa Song frowned: "Does Shaobo know Miss Qin's identity?"

Ding Yong replied with certainty: "I don't know, probably no one knows Miss Qin's identity except the fourth young master. She was wearing a baseball cap and mask all the time, and then went straight to the car, and no one took a close look at her."

If you look closely at it carefully, you won't be so blind.

After all, Miss Qin looks so good-looking!
Another big star with hundreds of millions of fans, how could he admit his mistake!

result……

What a slap!
Song's father asked slowly: "Seven people, why add up to 30 billion? How much did the fourth master ask Shaobo to bet?"

I'm coming!

Still can't escape this problem!
Ding Yong's voice was obviously a lot softer: "Four young masters bet 3000 million."

The fathers of the middle-aged bosses said in unison: "Bet 3000 million, it is impossible to lose as much as one, and the final amount of seven people is 30 billion!"

Ding Yong: "..."

Dads!
Not seven people with a total of 30 billion!
That's 30 billion for one person!

Ding Yong thought of the scenes of the boss's fathers chasing after their useless sons after they knew the truth... His scalp was numb, his back was cold, and Tianling Gai seemed to be shaking.

"Ding Yong! Tell me honestly, how much did you lose?"

As long as the amount is within the acceptable range, he can accept it.

After all, he lost to Miss Qin, so it was regarded as a meeting gift for the Qin family.

Seeing that Ding Yong was too scared to speak out, and the bets were all 3000 million, he estimated that the amount might be 6000 million or 9000 million!

Not right either!
The sum of 6000 million and 9000 million seven people does not match up with 30 billion at all.

Xu Zhigang also thought of this, and couldn't help making a quiet noise beside him.

"6000 is not right, the amount of 9000 is directly calculated, based on 30 bets, it is exactly 3000!"

Middle-aged boss fathers: "..."

Ding Shan felt that the voice was not his own: "Ding Yong, it's not a total of 30 billion, but seven of you, each with 30 billion, a total of 210 billion?"

Ding Yong asked Ai Ai: "...Yes!"

Middle-aged boss fathers: "..."

This is not a big boy, this is an unworthy descendant!

Xu Zhigang turned his head to one side, and there was a boss whose father was short of breath and had a heart attack.

"Hurry up! Call 120! Lao Jiang has a heart attack!"

"Old Zeng has asthma!"

"And Lao Li, Lao Li has a seizure!"

……

Ding Yong on the other end of the phone: "..."

Ding Yong shouted at the top of his voice, "Dad! Hold on! Money is dead, but people must be alive! Only if you live can our family have hope!"

Ding Shan: "..."