Di Haisheng looked sideways, staring at Jun Qing's delicate little face, and his eyebrows are twisted.

Billion!

Di Hairong, you are crazy!

He wouldn't think this was Jun Qing's idea. Can a little girl in her twenties have such courage?

In Di Haisheng's opinion, Jun Qing is just a puppet from the Di family, and the threads are all in the hands of Mr. Di.

When his son died, he asked his daughter-in-law to take over the company, and he secretly controlled it.

This old man is immortal!

"Billion?" Di Scarlett sarcastically, "Jun Qing, this is not a mouth-to-mouth. Do you think a child plays a house? Billion, do you have that much money?"

Jun Qing looked sideways and blinked his big eyes.

"Brother Scarlett, don't forget that I have the owners of King's Landing Company now, and I still have shares in Di Lin, and... my dad handed over the company to me."

A few words made Di Scarlett choke so much that he was almost breathless.

Junlin is the ship-mooring company of Di Lin, whose assets are not as good as the God clan, but it has already exceeded 20 billion.

Most of the shares of Di Lin have in the Di family, but most of them don’t know the specific numbers, but each brother of the Di family has 1%, so he must be only a lot.

These alone are already tens of billions.

Not to mention, they are still the eldest lady of the Mu family.

A company as big as Mutian Group must have assets of tens of billions.

To sum up, it's just two words-

rich!

Di Scarlett cursed secretly and leaned back on the back of the chair weakly.

One billion is really a slight meaning for Jun Qing’s property at this moment.

It's a little bit about her, but it's a big number for Di Sifan and Di Haitian.

Moreover, Jun Qing spoke first. If Di Sifan also wanted to play a bet agreement, he would definitely add a code to these billions.

what to do?

Within one month, let Di's shares return.

Too difficult.

You should know that the main reason for the decline of the Di family's shares this time was because of Di Lin's death.

This man is the myth of the Di clan, and even more so in the business world.

Now the myth is over.

In just one month, how could this be possible?

What is now placed in front of Di Sifan and his son will be an extremely difficult choice.

Being a president will lose at least one billion to bet.

It hurts!

Improper, I feel sorry.

After so many years of hard work, so much effort, such a great risk...

After finally getting to where I am now, I just got the last step, but I fell into the hands of a little girl.

How to be willing?

How can you be willing?!

At this moment, Di Haisheng's regretful intestines were blue.

Why did she run for election?

Why did you agree?

She shouldn't have been intervened just now!

...

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything.

Now, he has strangled Jun Qing to death.

Of course, Di Sifan's mood was not much better.

I originally thought that if I agreed to Jun Qing, the other party was also cannon fodder, and he would still show his good intentions in front of the other party.

As a result, he shot himself in the foot, played with fire and burned himself into cannon fodder.

"Second uncle, third uncle!" Jun Qing looked at the two of them innocently, "Do you think I'm OK?"

Di Siming sat on the chair, watching the expressions of the two old men coldly, feeling a sense of pleasure.

When his eyes fell on Jun Qing's face, it became a little deeper, and finally he could only sigh in his heart.

People are fate!

He has no life!

The brothers Di Siyi and Di Sizhong are all full of joy at this moment.
Chapter completed!