The evil genius doctor came down the mountain, the billionaire president sent a marriage letter

Chen Jinhu replied: "I know this, he has an account abroad, and the deposits in it are all US dollars, 2 million."

Zhang Fan sneered, "Then you tell him to transfer all the 2 million to me."

"what!"

Chen Jinhu said in surprise: "This seems to exceed 10 billion consultation fees."

Zhang Fan smirked and said, "If you trip me up, I won't be able to increase the price? It will cost him 2 million US dollars."

"Okay, I'm calling my fiancee, first you make things difficult for me, this bastard."

"All right."

hang up the phone.

The two act separately.

Zhang Fan dialed Mo Qianqian's cell phone number.

Mo Qianqian was approving official documents in the office.

Suddenly the private cell phone rang.

She picked it up and took a look, it turned out to be a bastard Zhang Fan.

Since the last time he bought a Lamborghini poison sports car and went out, he never came back, and those who didn't know thought he died outside.

Last time I was worried, so I sent bodyguards to inquire about his whereabouts. After learning the news, I was immediately furious.

Men are not good things.

Mo Qianqian answered the phone angrily: "Are you willing to call me?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Daughter-in-law misses me?"

"Who misses you so much."

"If you don't want me, then why do you look jealous."

"You are bullshitting!"

"Okay, stop teasing you, give me a foreign account, it's useful."

Mo Qianqian was taken aback: "What do you want?"

Zhang Fan replied: "It's not what you said to make money. You have to earn 100 billion to be eligible to marry you. I'm working hard."

Mo Qianqian said contemptuously: "You're talking nonsense, I don't know you yet, these days you're out and about, you're very happy, you're enjoying the school belle, the stewardess is groping, you're living a pretty good life."

"You still make money to marry me, you are lying to a ghost."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "What? Are you jealous? Didn't we agree at the beginning, contractual relationship, and non-interference in each other's private lives, you wish I could find a partner sooner, why are you regretting it now?"

"Forehead?"

Mo Qianqian patted her forehead and realized that she was confused: "Who is jealous, I am too happy to be happy."

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "It's fine if you're not jealous, but if you're jealous, you're not a good wife. Wife, give me an account quickly."

Mo Qianqian asked, "What exactly do you want an account for?"

Zhang Fan replied: "Of course the account is used to transfer money."

Mo Qianqian pursed her lips, and then reported one of her foreign accounts.

She wants to see, what exactly does Zhang Fan want to do?

Zhang Fan hung up the phone.

Send the account to Chen Jinhu.

Chen Jinhu just finished talking with Sun Haoran.

Sun Haoran was so aggrieved that he was about to die.

His wishful thinking was once again in vain.

Can't this dead Zhang Fan not be so shrewd?
Chen Jinhu received the account, and then called Sun Haoran.

"Hey!"

Sun Haoran weakly connected.

Chen Jinhu replied: "Zhang Fan sent me the account, I will forward your WeChat in a while, you remember to transfer the money, 2 million US dollars, not a penny less, you know?"

Sun Haoran was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood: "He is too dark-hearted."

Chen Jinhu roared: "Things that require money but not life are hopeless, goodbye."

"Hey, hey...grass!"

Sun Haoran was so depressed that he was about to die, he felt uncomfortable all over his body, and he hurriedly pressed the distress bell when he couldn't breathe.

After some rescue, Sun Haoran came back from the ghost gate.

The doctor issued a critical illness notice.

His face suddenly became extremely gloomy.