I can't take it anymore. He was arrogant and took my rich family's money to buy 80 percent of the shares of the Peng family group?" the young man who spoke walked back and forth in place, babbling endlessly.

The young man's forehead was bruised and jumped wildly, and a faint anger was coming out quickly.

If it was a small fight in the past, just send it to a billion, and forget about the kid who has never seen the market.

Now, the head of the family is crazy!

It's really crazy!

10 billion before, 50 billion later. No matter how much you spend it, you can't afford to be so foolish.

"Why did the old man do this? What is his arrogance? I grew up under his nose since I was a child. Cai Lang kept saying.

He couldn't figure it out and couldn't get angry.

He is a child who grew up under the nose of the old man Caishen. The old man didn't know what was going on, he was never married and had no heirs, let alone grandchildren, none of them.

His grandfather was the servant of the old man Caishen back then, and now he has already made a fortune.

So, if the old man wants to spend the money, why don't he give it to him?

Cai Lang can't figure it out.

The thought that all the money had been spent insolently made his heart bleed.

"Lang'er is right, give a little money to that madman. At that time, the old man didn't have a grandson on a whim, but if it was for outsiders to spend casually, I couldn't agree. The middle-aged man on the side bowed.

These are the riches' treasures. You can't give it to anyone else.

Cai Lang knew that the old man Cai Shen had no children, no daughters, and no grandchildren. This is a man, don't look at the good spirit now, one day you will die. He has been so flattering to the old man since he was a child, and now he wants to give up the money to Zhang Qiang?

The old man on the side bowed his head slightly and said, "Brother Shen is also old, and he was coaxed by a little ghost. We can't afford to let this go on any longer. "

In the tea shop, everyone looked at each other and nodded slightly.

It can't be left to its own devices.

……

The God of Wealth is very happy, and he is very satisfied with the speed of arrogance and wealth dispersal recently, which is quite efficient, which makes him a lot more pleasant to insolence.

This ninth poor ghost godson really didn't choose the wrong one.

As soon as the God of Wealth was happy, he sent a lot of things to Zhang Mad, and there were a lot of miscellaneous things.

Because of the wealth out, the little golden dragon seemed to have eaten some merit and gained some weight.

Zhang Qi found that the merit generated by spending 50 billion was not much different from the one given to Ye Yingying last time.

After all, supporting the Ye family's medical research career is more beneficial to the country and the people than acquiring the Peng family's equity.

Zhang Yan was thinking about it, and he received a call from Master Chen of Jiangbei.

"Senior Zhang, I've already helped you take care of it. In the middle of our Jiangbei and Jiangnan. There is a Fuyuan Temple, where the incense is flourishing, and the host has some mana. Therefore, Miss Xu's tablet can be enshrined in Fuyuan Temple. "

Fukuenji?

Insolence knows this temple. When he was a child, Zhang Bing took him and Zhang Qianqian there, but they never went again.

Who knew that the Fuyuan Temple was like a day every year, and the incense was so vigorous.

Zhang Mad immediately made an appointment with Zhang Qianqian and prepared to go to Fuyuan Temple to offer Xu Xiaoya a tablet.

When Zhang Madness thought of the sister he had never met, he panicked.

Zhang Mad took the initiative to go to the art department building to pick up Zhang Qianqian. Walking all the way, he found that the people around him were pointing at him and talking about it, and there was a trace of awe in everyone's eyes.

Insolence dealt with Deng Changjiang. Deng Changjiang is now wasted, and the Peng family is no better.

On the way, when I met a male classmate, I took a detour, but I met several girls who kept flattering them.

"Brother, go to Fuyuan Temple, then let's go." Zhang Qianqian said.

As soon as the two got into the car, Zhang Mad took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it into Zhang Qianqian's arms: "The baby you got." "

After Zhang Qianqian fastened her seat belt, she opened the bottle and took a look. Inside was a pill with a cold incense.

She couldn't help but ask, "Is it a beauty pill?" I listened to what they said, Miss Xu Weizhu's face is good because of this thing. "

Insolent cheeks twitched, how did they all know it?

Zhang Yan nodded: "Well, that's it." "

When Zhang Qianqian heard this, she was even more cautious when holding the small porcelain bottle. She asked in a low voice, "It turned out that I got it from your brother, do you still have it?"

Zhang Qi was a little skeptical: "What do you want to do so much? "

"Give them a dream...... If not, forget it. "

Zhang Qianqian also felt that it was wrong after speaking. I'm afraid that this thing may not be available if you have money, and you can't ask for it casually, so I didn't mention it again.

Zhang Mad said casually: "I want to give it to others." "

So this thing can't be given to Zhang Qianqian more.

Zhang drove out from the north of the city. Driving all the way through the Jiangbei Expressway, it didn't take long to see cigarette smoke curling and clouds and mist in the mountains and forests in the distance.

"Brother. Fukugenji arrived, and this is the place. Zhang Qianqian's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but smile.

She'd been to this place before, and now she had come back after all these years.

Zhang Mad parked the car at the foot of the mountain and went up the mountain with Zhang Qianqian into Fuyuan Temple.

Fuyuan Temple is very large, and the incense is prosperous, even if it is a working day, there are not many people who come.

The two finally climbed the mountain to the gate of Fuyuan Temple, and saw that the door was full of beggars kneeling on the ground and sleeping on the ground.

It's not strange to be arrogant. As long as it is at the entrance of the temple, there will always be disabled beggars who ask for money.

Zhang Mad walked in with Zhang Qianqian, who couldn't bear it, raising her legs.

The host of Fuyuan Temple and Master Jiangbei Chen, who had been waiting for a long time, appeared together.