After Ji Xuefeng knocked Fang Xu down, he was intimidated again, so scared that Fang Xu's three souls were gone.

His face was as calm as water, he slowly stood up, clapped his hands, looked at Wang Miaochung, only stayed on him for a second, then turned around and strode to leave.

"Hero, wait!"

Wang Miao shouted, hurriedly stepped forward, and blocked in front of Ji Xuefeng, with a depressed expression, as if pleading.

Fang Shiyu, who was standing on the side, whispered to Christine: "Cousin, look, my master is really sassy!"

Christine smiled lightly, "Nonsense, that's called handsome, well, the charm of a man." ”

"Cousin, don't you think my cousin and I are heroic and charming?" Fang Shiyu wiped her hair and said narcissistically.

Christine is too lazy to talk to Fang Shiyu, in comparison, Ji Xuefeng's is full of halos, which is not comparable to Fang Shiyu at all.

Ji Xuefeng glanced at Wang Miaochun a few times, and took a deep breath, "Well, I'm not a hero, I just pulled out my sword to help when I saw that the road was uneven." ”

"No, no, no, you are a hero, a great hero of our time, please, save my dad!" Wang Miaochun said eagerly.

Ji Xuefeng thought to himself, I don't need you to say it, I want to save your father, a 200-square-meter villa in Binshan District, Shenzhen.

He frowned, "That, your dad, I can't save it." ”

Wang Miao panicked, what does it mean that he can't be saved? With Ji Xuefeng's skills, he can't be saved? Isn't it true that his father Wang Qiangdong is really going to hang up?

Committing suicide by falling from a building in a bikini, this is a late festival!

Where is his old Wang's old face gone? If he dies, he can't enter the ancestral hall of the old Wang's family!

"Hero, you must save my father, if you can't save it, who can save it?" Wang Miaochun said hurriedly.

Christine walked over, "Ji Xuefeng, what do you mean? We're not ......."

Ji Xuefeng glanced at her and interrupted her words, "Prince Wang, think about it, your father has lived for dozens of years, is he naughty, and he has made so many stand-ins, where are we going to save him?"

"Naughty, it's not that we can't save it, it's that we really can't save it. He continued to pretend to be embarrassed.

Christine seems to understand Ji Xuefeng's intentions, this kid, don't look at him when he opens his mouth is chicken soup for the soul, he is very shrewd, and his implication seems to be bargaining with Prince Wang.

Oh, I'm really greedy.

A 200-square-meter villa in Binshan District, Shenzhen, could not satisfy his appetite.

He also wants the lion to open his mouth wide!

Of course, Ji Xuefeng will not miss any opportunity to make money, and this is not blackmail, nor is it kidnapping and blackmail, but negotiating conditions and making transactions.

Moreover, with the value of Wanda Group's Wang, a 200-square-meter villa is just a drop in the bucket.

Ji Xuefeng will not be greedy to ask him for a cow, but if he wants a few more cents, it's still okay!

Usually, Wang Miaochung, who is known as the husband of the people, is not very generous on the Internet?

Well, this time he just let him have a little blood, and it can be regarded as robbing the rich and helping the poor!

Ahem!

Ji Xuefeng is poor, living at the bottom, and his imagination is always limited because of poverty.

Isn't it just right to have the opportunity to get in touch with these rich masters this time and let him have a long insight?

Wang Miaochun is not stupid, and he is a rich man, when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, he will definitely not be able to say any profound truth, so he asked bluntly: "You say, save my father, how much?"

Ji Xuefeng looked very embarrassed, and he couldn't bear it anymore, but he still behaved very noblely, "Prince Wang, you are mistaken, this is not a question of money or not, but the matter of saving Wang Dong is indeed too difficult......

"100 million, how about it?" Wang Miaochun directly offered the price himself.

100 million? For Ji Xuefeng, it is really an astronomical amount, but for Wang Qiangdong, it is a small goal.

It's worth it to take him with a small goal and save his life.

Ji Xuefeng was moved, but on his lips, he didn't care, "Prince Wang, this is really not a matter of money!"

Christine was about to cry stupidly at his words, and she was so anxious that she couldn't go up and drag Ji Xuefeng and hurriedly agreed.

One hundred million!

Where can you find such a big business?

Wang Miaochun was even more frightened, could it be that his father really couldn't be saved this time?

Everything else is easy to say, you must know that Wanyuan Group, Wang Qiangdong is a spiritual pillar, once this mainstay falls, it will also mean that Wanyuan Group collapses.

Not to mention the prosperity of the Wang family.

If Wang Miaochun didn't have his father Wang Qiangdong, who would make money, he wouldn't be able to spend so much money and spend extravagantly.

"Two hundred million!" Wang Miaochun made up his mind to die, even if it costs 200 million, plus the 200-square-meter villa in Binshan District, Shenzhen, as long as he can save his father.

When his dad comes back, he sets two or three more small goals, and the money will come back.

Who knows, Ji Xuefeng did not hesitate, and said resolutely: "Deal! By the way, the 200-square-meter duplex villa in Binshan District, Shenzhen, prepare the red book of the real estate certificate." ”

What's the situation?

Wang Miao's open mouth formed an "O" shape, which couldn't be closed at all, and now he reacted, it turned out that from the beginning, Ji Xuefeng had already set a trap for him, waiting for him to drill in!

However, the words he said were like water spilled out, and the key was to save his father's money.

You can't bargain with Ji Xuefeng, what is that like? If this spreads, won't he be counted as unfilial?

Christine was completely stunned, Ji Xuefeng is also strong, three words, two hundred million?

This is more terrifying than a small target of 100 million!

If Wang Qiangdong, CEO of Wanyi Group, can be rescued this time, it will be 200 million!

It's going to explode all of a sudden!

Wang Miaochun wanted to say something, but Ji Xuefeng had already snapped his fingers at Christine and Fang Shiyu, took a step, and left.

As he walked, he said to Wang Miaozhu, who was stunned: "Prince Wang, this job, if I can't settle it, no one can settle it, you have the money ready!"

Wang Miaochun took a deep breath, and Lucy stood beside him, "Husband, this is ...... This...... It's all because the old man loves to die, and he lost 200 million ...... at once."

"What nonsense are you talking about, if it weren't for that old man, would you be where you are today?" Wang Miaochun glared at Lucy fiercely, and then said thoughtfully, "I just hope that this Ji Xuefeng is not bragging, and he can save the old man, two hundred million is two hundred million, and the old man doesn't die, isn't that a failure to live up to his ability to make money!"

This sentence is really the tone of a typical rich second-generation loser!

If there is no rich second generation of prodigal children, it is indeed a failure to live up to their parents' ability to make money.

According to the Jewish "Law of Twenty-Eight," 80 percent of the world's wealth is concentrated in the hands of 20 percent of the people, and it is remarkable that their parents can become the 20 percent elite who gather 80 percent of the wealth.