How many days can the top rich boyfriend live?

Jiang Luo asked in disbelief: "Did he have this problem before?"

Huo Yancheng replied: "I haven't heard of it! Besides, if he dares, Grandpa will probably beat him to death! But now he did go to gamble, and he lost three small goals and couldn't pay them back, so he called me for help."

Jiang Luo asked: "Then you must not pay him back. Gamblers are the most unreliable. Once you get involved, it will last a lifetime and you can't quit at all!"

Huo Yancheng said: "That's not absolute. If I pay it back, I will definitely not pay it back for nothing."

Jiang Luo: "Hey? What do you mean?"

Huo Yancheng pretended to think, pinching his chin and said, "Wife, do you still remember how much Huo's shares you have?"

Jiang Luo thought for a moment and replied, "It seems to be... 36 percent?"

He remembered Huo Yancheng saying that he would always have a little more than him. After adjustments in various aspects, he finally had 36%, Huo Yancheng had 34%, and Huo Yandong had 5%.

The remaining scattered shares are in the hands of my grandfather and major shareholders.

Huo Yancheng asked: "Then do you want to increase your holdings a little more?"

"Ah?" Jiang Luo's voice suddenly rose, and then he realized that his reaction was a bit too much. He immediately covered his mouth and said, "This...isn't necessary?"

Huo Yancheng was also a little puzzled as to why his wife was so startled today.

But he didn't think much about it, and continued, "I can't just sit back and watch the second son go gambling. He definitely can't pay back these three small goals, even if he mortgages all his real estate. What I want now is for him to sell his shares to me. Three small goals are no joke. Right now, I can only come up with the money within three days, and I can't count on others. Besides, those who can come up with this money have to give face to your husband, and they can't cut me off. Eh? Wife, are you listening to me? Why are you so quiet?"

Jiang Luo's mood at this moment was like a huge army crossing a single-plank bridge. He thought, it can't be such a coincidence, it really can't be such a coincidence, right?

He had just talked to the abbot two hours ago, and he had just given him a talisman, saying that it could help him get 30% of the Huo family's shares. Now he wants 50%?

No, wait, this must be a coincidence, the numbers don't match.

Jiang Luo quickly asked: "Are you planning to transfer this 50% equity to me? Otherwise, why are you asking this?"

Huo Yancheng replied: "It's 30%, I take 20%, and my wife, you will always have 10% more than me. But there is a reason for this combination. If your equity is 50% more than mine, it is assumed that you will be the president of this group, and I can only be the vice president. This is the rule of the Huo family, so my side cannot be less than 50% than yours."

Jiang Luoren was confused, thinking how could this be, how could this be, how could this be?

He wanted to struggle again and asked, "Um... have you checked why the Second Young Master went to the casino?"

Huo Yancheng replied, "I checked. It was said that a drinking buddy said he would take him to play something exciting. As a result, he got too addicted to the game and kept increasing the stakes. As a result, he lost 300 million in less than two hours. The main reason was that he kept winning at the beginning, winning tens of millions, and then the drinking buddy urged him to go all in. In the end, he went all in and lost everything. But you know, gamblers who have come to this point must want to make back their money. So he bet the chips in his hand again, again and again, and has lost until now."

Two hours... Two hours ago...

He was thinking, if he hadn't had the talisman given to him by Master Huaiyan, would he have just played a few rounds with his friends for excitement, and would have lost a few million or won a small amount and then come out.

With the talisman from Master Huaiyan, he became obsessed with something and lost three hundred million yuan. He had to use his shares to pay off his debts.

Huo Yancheng's cheerful voice came again: "This is actually a good thing. With the equity in his hands, he will cause a big mess sooner or later. Fortunately, he only lost money this time. As long as he gets the equity back, he will have nothing to do with me in the future. Alas, you don't know, my stepmother is crying in front of grandpa now. I was afraid that grandpa would get angry and something bad would happen, so I wanted to persuade him. But grandpa and Shang didn't even pay attention to her. They were drinking snow lotus tea with a thermos cup each. Do you think the snow lotus tea is really effective? The two old men can't even get angry about such a big thing now."

Jiang Luo thought, of course, that’s the snow lotus spirit!

Wait, is the focus on this snow lotus spirit?

Jiang Luo resisted the urge and said, "Um... Yan Cheng, I don't want the shares, can I give them all to you?"

Huo Yancheng refused without a second thought: "No, Grandpa would beat me to death if he knew. Honey, don't feel pressured. Although the shares are in your hands, the management rights are in my hands! Don't worry, we are husband and wife, and we can break iron with one heart!"

Huo Yancheng only talked so much nonsense when he was facing him. He had seen him in meetings. His whole aura was open and he was meticulous and unsmiling. Even the secretary next to him sat upright and didn't dare to say a word.

Who would have thought that he would be such a chatterbox in front of Jiang Luo, speaking in long paragraphs, afraid that he would not say enough.

Jiang Luo cleared his throat, knowing that he couldn't refuse. But he really couldn't explain what happened today. Was it really the effect of Master Huaiyan's blessing?

This is hard not to believe, because he had never heard of Huo Yandong gambling in his previous life. He was considered one of the better ones among the playboys. Although he was a fool and had some bad habits, he had never been involved in pornography, gambling or drugs.

Jiang Luo was very confused at this time. He didn't know whether this could be considered as manslaughter.

But I think it can't be considered manslaughter. He locked himself up for more than ten years in his previous life, so this can be considered a small compensation.

Although it was just a simulation of life in the Nine-story Torrent Tower, what he experienced was a real life, and what Huo Yandong did was not fake.

He began to doubt his life, so he wanted to go out and discuss it with the four teams.

As soon as he went out, he met the young monk who brought him here again. The young monk came forward and asked, "Are you going out, benefactor?"

Jiang Luo took a step back cautiously: "Is it not possible?"

The young monk smiled at him and said, "Of course you can, benefactor. You are free. But the direction you are going is not the direction to go out, but to the main hall where we serve morning and evening guests."

Jiang Luo looked embarrassed and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I... ahem, go this way!"

After walking out of Nanlin Temple, Jiang Luo saw four teams waving at him from afar. It was already getting dark. Jiang Luo trotted up to the four people and got into the car.

The four of them also sat in, and Yuan Haokun asked, "Boss, is there a problem?"

Jiang Luo finally expressed his suspicion: "I feel like we've been plotted against. No, every step we take seems to be calculated by others. I can't really say, but I'm sure that there is absolutely nothing in Nanlin Temple that we want to find."

Sitong must have been gone for a long time, and even if I insist on staying here for a few days, I will get nothing.

Yuan Haokun and the others also felt that, at least when they were investigating the envoy of God before, they gained something from every step they took. Since they came to H City, every step seemed to be calculated by others.

Xiao Shuai asked, "Is there any way to get rid of the person who plotted against us? Boss, you should know who plotted against us, right?"

Jiang Luo thought, of course I know, who else could it be besides Fan Wujiu, but he really didn't know how to get rid of him right now...

Wait, it seems like he has a way to get rid of him. Fan Wujiu didn’t know about the last time he secretly went to the Arctic Palace.

Maybe, we can ask Prunella Vulgaris for help?

No, Xia Kucao was right next to Fan Wujiu, and he must have been exposed long ago. He was also on guard against Xia Kucao.

Jiang Luo slowly closed his eyes, suddenly snapped his fingers, and chuckled, "OK, since we are in his calculations, let's do what he plans! Let's go, all five of us will live in Nanlin Temple!"

The four teams didn't understand, but they knew that the boss's decisions were all correct, so they checked in at Nanlin Temple without saying a word.

Nanlin Temple opens its doors wide to believers and check-in is very convenient.

After the four people moved in, they never left the temple again, except Jiang Luo. He was a ghost cultivator, and his cultivation level was now higher than Fan Wujiu, so it was easy for him to separate his soul and hide his breath.