When An Mu took the 20% share transfer letter of An's, he still felt like he was in a dream.

Feng Ziqian looked at her stunned, and thought that he was hurt by his own desperation, so he immediately spoke, "Ahem, ugly, actually, although I like beautiful women, I can't say that I am particularly disgusted with you, if it weren't for my goddess, I would definitely marry you." ”

An Mu raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Ziqian incredulously.

This amorous man, has he really changed sex?

Feng Ziqian looked longing, "She is my dream lover, I have seen her since I met her two years ago, I can't forget her, An Mu, I like her just like you like me, and I am happy to do anything for her." So, don't be sad, we're inseparable. ”

After speaking, he also patted An Mu's shoulder, looking like a love saint, and left with relaxed steps.

Not long after he left, An Mu received a text message from Feng Ziqian, which he sent to Tang Xia: Tang Xia, my matter is solved, I am single again!

Between the lines, you can feel Feng Ziqian's happiness.

——*——

An Mu was lying on the sofa, opposite the mobile phone, it was his father's most heartfelt subordinate at the beginning, and it was also Uncle Shen who had secretly taught him all these years.

"So, you mean, if you want to get more shares, you can only inject capital? But if I want to get An's absolute right to speak, the amount I want to inject is ...... One hundred million? ”

An Mu suddenly couldn't cry or laugh, she invested in "Princess Donghua" with the education fund left by her mother some time ago, and the investment doubled, and now she has 10 million.

But I thought that this 10 million could be of some use, but I didn't expect it to ...... The gap is so big!

When she hung up the phone, she began to have a headache.

100 million!

She's 90 million!

Where to get this money?

An Mu rubbed her hair and borrowed it from the Tang family?

But when will she be able to repay the invitation, and if she borrows money from the Tang family, won't she pull the Tang family in again.

She remembered what the old man told her that day.

Of course, if she calls Xia Xinbing to ask for money, the other party will definitely give it, but ...... Even if she dies poor, she won't look for her!

An Mu was having a headache, and the phone vibrated a little.

Mr. Nanguo: Have you figured out how to thank me?

An Mu sighed, yes, I'm here to collect debts again.

She was holding her phone, not knowing how to answer the question.

After thinking about it, he simply gritted his teeth.

A pimple Sinanguo: Little uncle, I'm looking for you to borrow some money!

Mr. Nanguo: How much?

A pimple Sinanguo: For you, it must be a drop in the bucket, can you borrow it or not?

Mr. Nanguo: I'm afraid you can't afford it.

An Mu: ......

Mr. Nanguo: Of course, if my niece and daughter-in-law are paid for meat, I don't mind.

An Mu held the mobile phone and weakly typed a few lines.

A pimple Sinan Country: How much does that time cost?

Mr. Nanguo: What do you say?

An Mu trembled and stretched out his fingers and calculated, ninety million, if it was ten thousand at a time, it would be nine thousand times!

Three hundred and sixty-five days in a year, nine thousand times, isn't that thirty years?

No, no, add money.

But will 200,000 yuan a night be too expensive?

When she was struggling, the phone rang suddenly, and after she answered, she heard the evil voice on the other side: "Open the door."

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