When Peng Song heard the other party say that he was willing to invest 700 million, to be honest, he was moved.

He has lived for twenty-five years, and although he is also a wealthy family, he has never made so much money!

Once he sells it and gets 700 million, he will definitely be looked at differently by his grandfather.

Zhang Yan, who was invited by Peng Song, sat on the side and drank fragrant tea leisurely.

"Mr. Zhang. What do you think?"

Insolent shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "This is your game, naturally you are in charge, you don't need to ask me." "

After the secretary came, he saw a young man in white casual clothes sitting aside, thinking that it was Peng Song's assistant, so he didn't pay attention to it, and said very confidently: "Mr. Peng, our Mr. Li is very sincere in wanting to buy." Know that yours is nothing more than a mini-game. We, Mr. Li, are willing to spend 700 million to acquire your game. "

But arrogantly threw out a sentence: "700 million, is it a lot?"

Seven hundred million, in the eyes of insolence, it is not one!

700 million is not enough for him to complete a task of dispersing wealth.

The secretary's eyes widened. He reminded with a smile: "This secretary, we are talking about 700 million, not 70 million, let alone 7 million. "

Isn't that enough?

For some young people, 700 million is not much? Can it make people worry about food and clothing for a lifetime?

The male secretary looked at the company with a hint of contempt on his lips. Clearly, he felt that the acquisition was a handout.

Zhang Crazy smiled and shook his head: "Businessmen are all here for profit, I don't believe that Li of "Desperate Battlefield" is always a philanthropist, specializing in helping opponents! 700 million? 700 million can also be considered." "

Seven billion!

The secretary almost fell out of his chair!

This is the real lion's big mouth, seven billion? This is simply impossible to promise.

The secretary trembled with anger, pointed a finger at the arrogance, and angrily reprimanded: "What are you?

"I'm just a secretary, aren't you also a secretary?" asked with a wild smile.

The secretary was blocked by the arrogant words, his cheeks flushed, and he was so angry that he could only say: "You--you--"

Sure enough, it's a small game company, what kind of secretary do you have to ask for?

Peng Song said lightly: "I won't sell the game, please go back." "

The secretary blushed angrily and held the folder in his arm. I turned around and ran.

Zhang Mad looked at Peng Song, who was a little stunned, and asked with a smile: "Do you regret it?" Anyway, the secretary hasn't gone far yet, and you can still chase it back. "

Peng Song smiled bitterly. said: "It's been decided, so naturally I won't regret it." It's just a little bit of a fear that it's a bad decision. "

That's 700 million!

If the game can't continue to operate in the future and loses money, how can it still make 700 million?

Peng Song was a little confused, not knowing whether this decision was right or wrong. Once he is wrong, he has given up a channel to get rich, right?

Insolent laughter. Said: "I'll give you a billion to buy this game." "

Peng Song was stunned and almost jumped up from his chair.

This mouth is a billion dollars? Is this madness trying to scare him to death?

If only he could use so much money. I don't know how huge this crazy background is! His father won't be the richest man in China after all, right?

"If you want to sell games, I can pay for them. He shrugged his shoulders indifferently. But his stake in the game is already huge.

Peng Song looked arrogant, and a trace of tears gradually appeared in his eyes that were red because of staying up late for a long time.

He knew that arrogance was comforting him, and he could do it with confidence. If it's smashed, he can still be on top, and no matter how bad it is, he can still buy it.

"Mr. Zhang. I'll do a good job to make you profitable. "

Zhang Mad patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you will get rich from this year." "

Peng Song smiled bitterly, "Borrow Mr. Zhang's auspicious words." "

After Peng Song was done, he had to go to the hospital.

The cousin was awake, but he was still lying in the hospital. His grandfather was taking care of him in the hospital.

Peng Song went in with a basket of flowers. Old Man Peng, who was sitting on a chair by the window, asked, "Song'er, your game is doing well now, I heard that the number of downloads is quite high?"

Deng Changjiang, who came to his senses, had some schadenfreude in his eyes.

He played "The Final Battle" instead. It's really interesting.

But well......

Peng Song was overjoyed and said, "Grandpa, don't worry." I'm going to make a difference. "

Old Man Peng got up suddenly, looked at Peng Song with tiger eyes, and scolded angrily: "Then tell me, who invested in your game, and who helped you send the game to the 189 game forum evaluation No. 1?!"

Deng Changjiang, who was sitting on the hospital bed, became more and more gloating, he covered his face and said bitterly: "Cousin, do you know how long your cousin and I have been lying in the hospital." Every day I lie down, I feel pain, pee is uncomfortable!"

Old Man Peng listened to Deng Changjiang's gasping sound. His brows were furrowed tightly, he glared at Peng Song coldly, and said angrily: "The person who invested you money is arrogant, right? You know that your cousin was killed by arrogant, and you still cooperate with arrogant to make games?"