Looking at the full message quietly, Zhang Kun felt a heat flow from top to bottom, slowly spreading throughout his body, and seemed to feel a little itchy. Zhang Kun's body shook slightly, as if he was shivering.

A stream of heat was brewing in his chest, as if it was constantly rushing to Zhang Kun's throat. Zhang Kun held his breath. It took him no idea how long it took, but Zhang Kun slowly spit out, and a bitter smile appeared on his silent face.

"This bastard..."

The tightness in his chest was exhaled, and Zhang Kun took another deep breath, and the cold air entered his mouth, the throat, the lung lobes, and then merged into the blood, so that he could barely calm himself down.

Zhang Kun's eyes moved away from the message paper, and then looked at the pile of information on the coffee table next to him again, especially the three certificates that were slashed at the top.

Just these things, one hundred billion US dollars?

If Zhang Kun remembers correctly, the exchange rate between the RMB and the US dollar in the international market is about 6.954, 10 billion US dollars, which is really about 70 billion RMB.

Zhang Kun doesn’t know how much money Mr. Lu has, but I think it should be 70 billion. However, according to Li Jianwen’s previous news, his assets seem to be only 20 to 30 billion. Well, even if it is 30 to 40 billion, then this is considered to be more than Li Jianwen?

With RMB 70 billion, there is definitely a big gap between it and the richest man in the country, but overwhelming Li Jianwen, it would be easy to get the richest man in Nanhu.

In just a blink of an eye, he became a billionaire. Even with Zhang Kun's character that has been tempered over the years, he can't help but feel the word absurdity.

There are many nonsensical things that Zhang Kun has seen, it is thrilling, and there are also people on the verge of life and death. Besides, what else is more ridiculous than being able to see the soul?

So now Zhang Kun felt that the person who was struggling with the "poverty line" the previous second suddenly became a billionaire who was considered a super rich man in the world. Is there anything more ridiculous than this?

Zhang Kun put down the message paper, then rubbed the bridge of his nose hard, his face full of bitterness. Zhang Kun felt that he had a headache now.

At this moment, a low female voice suddenly came from beside her: "Zhang, Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Kun looked up at the middle-aged woman in mid-air, and a smile was barely squeezed out on her face, but in the end she turned into a helpless and bitter smile: "A friend made me a...a big joke."

A joke worth 70 billion!

Looking at Zhang Kun's wry smile, the middle-aged woman seemed to be even more nervous: "Then, that's nothing, right?"

Zhang Kun shook his head: "It's nothing, I just don't know what to do for a while. Forget it, let's leave it there first, and think of a solution when I have time."

Zhang Kun took a last look at the message paper, then sorted out everything on the coffee table, and put it in his handbag.

A gift worth 70 billion yuan is so expensive that it has exceeded the scope of the word "gift". It can't be accepted so easily. You must find any way to return it.

As for Zhang Kun once gave Cui Chuanchang a gold mine?

What a joke, can these two be compared?

It was said that I had given a gold mine, but if I really counted it, it was just a piece of news. I can only say that it was a relatively valuable news.

That gold mine was neither Zhang Kun nor Zhang Kun had the right to give it to others.

The one Cui Chuanchang sent it today was a real equity worth 10 billion US dollars. This thing can be cashed out in minutes without any trouble.

As for how to convince Cui Chuanchang? After all, that guy sometimes looks like an impulsive bastard, with a 70 billion thing, which is it just a gift?

You bastard, you are not the richest man in the world. In your own words, before the establishment of this new company, you didn’t have $10 billion in assets.

To put it in a slightly vulgar sentence, if you don’t have that ability, don’t pretend to be like this.

Forget it, think about it slowly in the future.

Zhang Kun packed everything bit by bit and then carefully zipped it up.

This doesn't allow Zhang Kun to be careless, it's worth 70 billion yuan.

After finishing everything, Zhang Kun slowly let out a breath and decided to change the topic. He couldn't think about this anymore. The more he thought about Zhang Kun, the more he felt his head was in chaos.

The three words "70 billion" directly made Zhang Kun dizzy, and he couldn't even think about something if he concentrates.

Thinking of this, Zhang Kun turned his head and looked at the middle-aged woman next to him, and kept looking at his middle-aged woman with a little nervousness. Zhang Kun nodded with a smile: "Auntie, I'm negligent. I just came back and my home is messy. I have nothing to treat you like this. By the way, my aunt's surname?"

Seeing Zhang Kun looking up, the middle-aged woman hurriedly floated down a little, so that Zhang Kun didn't have to raise her head, and then she whispered: "My surname is Peng, Peng Chunhe."

"Aunt Peng!" Zhang Kun nodded with a smile.

Peng Chunhe barely smiled, and then continued to whisper: "Mr. Zhang, I'm here to find you this time, yes..."

However, before Peng Chunhe finished speaking, Zhang Kun interrupted gently: "Aunt Peng!"

When the words were interrupted, Peng Chunhe was slightly stunned, and Zhang Kun also sighed in his heart.

But there is nothing we can do about it. Since I didn’t plan to agree to help from the beginning, why bother to say the sad things again?

Souls that will remain in this world and cannot ascend to heaven are all because of their obsessions. Most of them are made up of some sad things during their lifetime. So, since you are no longer planning to take on things to help, why bother to say it again and be sad again?

After looking at Peng Chunhe in shock, Zhang Kun pondered for a while, silently organized the language in his heart, and then he said softly: "Aunt Peng, this is what it is..."

However, as soon as Zhang Kun said something, he suddenly interrupted a light knock on the door.

"Zhang, Zhang Xiansen, are you here? I forgot to tell you something just now, can you open the door?"

Hearing the sound outside the door, Zhang Kun was stunned, Thomson?

Zhang Kun blinked, and without thinking much, nodded apologetically to Peng Chunhe, then got up and walked towards the door.

Zhang Kun gently pulled down the door handle and then opened the door.

However, just as the crack of the door opened, Zhang Kun suddenly paused slightly, almost instinctively trying to close the door again, but soon Zhang Kun suppressed the strength in his hand.

And just like this, a moment of pause, one foot suddenly reached into the crack of the door and pressed against a corner of the door. At this time, I could no longer close it.

Zhang Kun took a deep breath, then slowly let go of the door handle, raised his hands gently, and retreated step by step.
Chapter completed!