Mengbao against the sky: Daddy fell from the sky

"500 million?" Despite doubts, He Kun still opened his mouth to probe.

"Five million is enough?" He Junlin asked back.

He Kun's heart skipped a beat, it seemed that he could borrow more from his tone?He licked his dry lips, "Then 1000 million?"

"How about this, I'll lend you 2000 million." He Junlin put the glass in his hand on the table, making a crisp sound.

"2000?"

Hearing this, He Kun was not happy, but stared at He Junlin vigilantly, there must be a demon if something goes wrong.

"Isn't that enough?" He Junlin crossed his feet and asked with a smile: "2000 million is not enough, so let's say 3000 million. This is the limit, and I won't be able to get any more."

"Are you really willing to lend me 3000 million?" He Kun lowered the expression on his face, and shot him sharp eyes.

"Of course, but even though I'm the president, I still have to behave according to the rules. For such a large debt transaction, you must have a mortgage to explain it to other shareholders. Why don't you use your land in the eastern suburbs as a mortgage. Back then, It took you 3000 million to take down that land, and now no one will take advantage of the other." He Junlin said with an unwavering smile.

He Kun stood up abruptly, he was still wondering why this guy was so easy to talk, so he was waiting for him here.

"Are you kidding me! That piece of land is worth more than 1 million now, if you want to take it for 3000 million, aren't you robbing?"

"Second Uncle, please don't say that. It's just a business statement. If you really don't want to, I won't force you." He Junlin spread his hands and looked innocent.
"Okay, very good." He Kun gritted his teeth and said, then turned and walked out of the box.

The man who had been waiting outside the door saw him coming out, immediately followed him, walked out of the bar, got in the car and spoke.

"Uncle Kun, is he willing to borrow money?"

He Kun snorted coldly, "He wants me to use the land in the eastern suburbs as collateral."

"You agreed?" the man asked anxiously.

"How is it possible? I wouldn't give that piece of land to him even if I covered it to pieces. I really regret that I helped him to the top. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to be restrained by him now." He Kun's eyes were cold, and there was a flash of resentment in his eyes. color.

"Uncle Kun, don't worry, I will take care of him for you." The man said in a deep voice.

The corners of He Kun's mouth curled slightly, but he tried to persuade him, "Don't mess around, no matter what, he is also my own nephew."

"Uncle Kun, you treat him as your nephew, but does he treat you as your uncle? If you don't get rid of him, we will always be ridden by him. As long as he is gone, the He family will return to you Now we have no choice." A ruthless light flashed in the man's eyes.

"You..." Seeing that he couldn't stop him, He Kun sighed, "Then be careful, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp, just teach him a lesson."

"Uncle Kun, don't worry, I never do anything that I'm not sure about, just wait for the good news." The man smiled confidently, his eyes glistened with determination.

Halfway through the wedding reception, start playing games.

Yang Zhuoying has participated in many wedding banquets, most of them were bridesmaids and best men, so when the host announced the start of the game, she didn't feel that it had anything to do with her, until the host pointed to her and Lei Zhenyu and invited them to come on stage.

Besides them, two other couples were invited to play games on stage. The six of them were divided into three groups to compete.

The rules of the game are very simple, that is, one player hugs another player and runs from one side of the stage to the other.

The game seems simple, but in fact there are hidden dangers. For example, on the way to the destination, the three teams can attack each other. In order to increase the fun, the three teams must first get a flag before they can start running, and the flag is placed on a tree. On the tree, only the person who is being held can get the flag.

To put it bluntly, the person who designed this game just wanted to see three women fighting hand-to-hand for the flag.

I don't know if the host did it on purpose. The few people who came to the stage to play the game were all well-known in the circle. To put it bluntly, there was a healthy competitive relationship. Before the game started, everyone was still putting on airs. Do your best and be sure to overwhelm the opponent.

Yang Zhuoying originally had the mentality of just playing around, but she didn't expect that other people, who were polite on the surface, were vicious, especially Fan Siyan, who didn't know if she intended to attack her with those sharp nails, if it wasn't for her The reaction is quick, and the back of the hand is scratched.

She was never the kind of person who would not fight back when being bullied, so when Fan Siyan grabbed the flag, she intercepted the flag she had just obtained halfway.

Seeing that the flag that was finally snatched was taken away, Fan Siyan kicked Yang Zhuoying without saying a word.

Yang Zhuoying was caught off guard and fell off the stage directly.

Fortunately, Lei Zhenyu reacted quickly enough. Seeing that she was about to fall off the stage, he strode forward to wrap his arms around her waist, narrowly hugging her into his arms, so she didn't bleed on the spot.

The stage was more than one meter high from the ground, Yang Zhuoying really fell off the stage, it was no joke, when this kind of thing happened, no one was in the mood to play, the host hurriedly stepped forward to offer condolences, and the few people standing by were also terrified. Light, one after another came to say hello.

"Fan Siyan, apologize to her!" Lei Zhenyu glared at her like a sharp knife blade.

Fan Siyan bit her lips with tears in her eyes, "Why are you so fierce, I didn't do it on purpose just now, she pushed me first, it was just a reflexive action." After finishing speaking, she covered her face with her hands, Turn around and walk off the stage.

Yang Zhuoying raised one eyebrow, ran away like this, no need to apologize?At first, she also thought it was just an accident, but she didn't believe it when the woman ran away like this and said that she didn't kick her off the stage on purpose.

It's just that she didn't seem to offend that woman, did she?
"Sorry." Lei Zhenyu apologized embarrassedly as if hearing her doubts.

Yang Zhuoying was stunned for a moment, and then realized, it couldn't be what she thought, could it?
"I'm sorry." Lei Zhenyu apologized again, the meaning was self-evident.

Yang Zhuoying stretched out her hand to support her forehead, "Mr. Lei, next time, please tell me in advance, lest I get caught again, no, there will be no next time."

What else could Lei Zhenyu say other than a wry smile.

"I owe you a favor this time." As he spoke, he supported her and prepared to step down.

Yang Zhuoying took a step, and only took two steps, her delicate face turned pale suddenly, and a pain came from the nub of her left foot, probably from an accidental sprain just now.

"What's wrong with you?" Lei Zhenyu asked nervously.

"I seem to have sprained my foot, and I can't walk." Yang Zhuoying was in so much pain that she forced a smile on her face and said, "Can I trouble you to carry me down?"

Seeing her face turning pale from the pain, Lei Zhenyu picked her up without saying a word, got off the stage, and walked into the waiting room.

Lei Zhenyu once studied kung fu with a martial arts master for a few months in order to shoot an action movie. During the training, he inevitably sprained his hands and feet. He also learned a few tricks to take care of himself. hurt feet.