Di Haisheng turned his face sideways, staring at Jun Qing's delicate little face, his eyebrows twisted together.

Billion!

Di Hairong, you are crazy!

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

In Di Haisheng's view, Jun Qing is just the puppet of the emperor's family, and the threads are in the hands of the emperor's old man.

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

This old immortal!

"Billion?" Di Sijia sneered, "Jun Qing, this is not the upper lip to the lower lip, do you think the child is playing at home, billion, do you have so much money?" ”

Jun lightly sideways his eyes and blinked wide.

"Brother Scarlett, don't forget, I'm the owner of King's Landing Company now, and I still have shares in Emperor's Landing, and ...... My dad handed over the company to me. ”

A few words choked Descarlett almost out of breath.

King's Landing is the ship berthing company of Emperor Lining, and its assets are not as good as God's, but it has already exceeded 20 billion.

Most of the emperor's shares in the emperor clan do not know the specific number, but each brother of the emperor family has 1%, and he must only have a lot more.

These alone are already tens of billions.

Not to mention, she is still the eldest lady of the Mu family.

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

To sum it up, it's just two words -

Rich!

Scarlett cursed a swear word and leaned back in her chair weakly.

One billion is really small for Jun Qing's property at the moment.

It's a small amount to her, but it's a big number for Di Sifan and Di Haitian.

Moreover, Jun spoke lightly first, if Di Sifan also wanted to play the gambling agreement, he would definitely have to add a yard to the billion.

What to do?

Within a month, let the Di's shares return.

It's too hard.

You must know that the main reason for the fall of Di's shares this time is because of the death of Dilin.

This man is the myth of the emperor, and it is also a myth of the business world.

Now the myth is over.

In just one month, how is it possible to return the emperor to the state of its heyday?

What is now in front of Di Sifan's father and son will be an extremely difficult choice.

When you become president, you have to lose at least one billion dollars to bet on.

The flesh hurts!

Inappropriate, distressed.

So many years of hard work, so much effort, so much risk......

finally came to this point, just one foot away from the door, but it was planted in the hands of a little girl.

How willingly?

How can you be willing?!

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

Why did you let her run?

How did you agree!

She shouldn't have been allowed to interfere just now!

……

It's a pity that it's too late to say anything.

Now, he has the heart to strangle Jun Qing.

Di Sifan's mood, of course, is not much better.

originally thought that if he agreed with Jun Qing, the other party would also be cannon fodder, and he would be able to show favor in front of the other party when the time came.

As a result, he threw himself in the foot by moving a stone, and burned himself into cannon fodder by playing with fire and self-immolation.

"Second uncle, third uncle!" Jun looked at the two of them with an innocent face, "Do you think I can do it?" ”

Di Siming sat on the chair, watching the expressions of the two old men with cold eyes, and his heart was happy.

When his eyes fell on Jun Qing's face, it was a little deep, and in the end he could only sigh in his heart.

People and people are life!

He's dead!

Di Siyi and Di Si Zhong brothers are full of happiness at the moment.

Looking at Jun Qing's gaze, he became more and more awe-inspiring.