C84 Bet
C84 Bet
"Give the Renfeng Pharmaceutical Factory to him, I believe he will rise to prominence soon." The old man said confidently.
"He was actually quite willing to accept it. He changed his name to Renzi Hall, recruited agents, and even refurbished that dilapidated factory at Renfeng Pharmacy all over again. I wonder how thick his skin is. "
Lin Yu said angrily.
"Hahaha, Yu, don't be so angry. Why don't we make a bet and wait and see?"
"Grandfather, what do you want to bet on a piece of trash like him who's useless and useless?"
"100 million!" The old man smiled mysteriously, "If he can manage the Renzi Hall and get on the right track within three months, you can give me a hundred million."
"And if it goes out of business?"
"Of course, I'll give you 100 million." The old man chuckled.
Lin Yu thought for a moment, "Grandfather, let's say this in advance, you cannot help him in secret, with your ability, bringing the Renzi Hall back to life, that is not a small matter."
"Of course, I also want to see how capable he is. Within three months, if he could resurrect the Renzi Hall which was about to close down, then it would mean that he was not a simple person. If that's not possible, then it means that I made a mistake. "
Lin Yu thought for a moment. The old man's way of betting was reasonable. He smiled with satisfaction: "Okay, grandpa, don't go back on your word."
"What a joke, when have you ever seen your grandfather go back on his word?"
"Not really!"
Although to his Lin Family International Bank, one hundred million was just a small amount of money, spending one hundred million to let his grandfather see that Lin Xuan was trash was still worth it.
"..."
Xiaoxiang Elegant Housing Estate, Qin Shishi's villa.
"Shishi, you're finally back. How's the discussion going?"
The door opened and Qin Shishi walked into the room. Luo Ping hurriedly stood up and stepped forward.
"Shishi, without Guokang Pharmaceutical Group, those ungrateful bastards will definitely chase us out. I don't want to live on the streets …"
Without waiting for Qin Shishi's reply, Luo Ping said dejectedly, "You're not willing to divorce that trash and marry young master Duan!"
Luo Ping's nagging skills were not ordinary.
Qin Shishi didn't even have the right to talk, she was already calculating her little Jiu Jiu Jiu.
With her fame as a snob, the first thing she thought of was of course, not because Qin Shishi had not finished talking about the agency, but rather, she was worried that the negotiation would collapse. Without the company, she was chased out by Qin Family.
In the future, her sisters would not despise her, and would lose a lot of face.
"Mom, can you let me catch my breath?" Qin Shishi said impatiently. She glanced at him and asked, "Where's Lin Xuan? "Still not back yet?"
This made Luo Ping very dejected, she walked to the sofa dejectedly and sat down on it, "I think you must have been given some kind of bewitching soup by that piece of trash. Three years ago, he forced you to marry him, but now, he wants you to divorce him. "With your abilities, if you want to be good-looking, you must hang yourself on this tilted tree. What can I say about you?"
Just as he finished speaking, Lin Xuan opened the door and walked in. He carried the dish he just bought and said, "Shishi, I'm back."
He glanced at Luo Ping and said symbolically, "Mom, Dad …"
Luo Ping snorted and turned her face away.
Qin Zhenhua's presence at home was very weak. Normally, when he came back from work, he would just sit on the sofa with the TV remote control in his hand and switch to the channel to watch TV.
When Qin Shishi saw Lin Xuan, she smiled and said excitedly, "Lin Xuan, take a guess, I talked about the agency today. What was the result?"