Chapter 4 Is 50 Billion Enough?

"Do-joon, don't talk nonsense!"

After all, he still loves his son, and Li Hairen can't help but remind him.

In fact, this is already the greatest courage she can muster.

When Dojun glanced at his parents out of the corner of his eye, they were clearly extremely nervous.

Chen Yangzhe only glanced at his youngest son and his wife coldly, then turned back and looked at Chen Xingjun with sharp eyes.

"Tell me, who broke the porcelain?"

Chen Xingjun's face was pale, and he didn't dare to raise his head at all: "It's him, it's him who broke two bottles... I..."

"Enough!"

Chen Yangzhe let out a loud cry and blocked what Chen Xingjun wanted to say next.

Chen Yangzhe's lenses seemed to reflect light, his cheeks bulged high, and he glanced at Chen Rongji and his wife with a sense of hatred for iron and steel.

"Xingjun, you really disappointed me, you are the eldest grandson, the future heir of Shunyang Group, you are so irresponsible!"

Chen Yangzhe sighed and looked at his eldest grandson in disappointment.

"Although this porcelain is valuable, it's not a big deal, but Xingjun, you are a descendant of the tiger, does the tiger know? Don't let me smell your house dog again. ”

"Grandpa.... I...."Chen Xingjun still wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he felt a sense of grievance and couldn't help crying.

The more bitter he became, the more he felt aggrieved, and his voice became higher and higher.

"Let me go out, let me be alone!"

Chen Yangzhe raised his hand and motioned for everyone to leave, he wanted to be quiet alone.

At the same time, take off your glasses and place them on the table where the celadon was originally placed.

How dare the Chen family talk more, they can't wait to have a few more legs, and they rush out one after another.

Chen Daojun's family walked last, and when they were about to reach the door, Chen Daojun broke free from his mother's hand and walked back to the room.

Chen Yangzhe looked at the porcelain pieces on the ground blankly, for a long time, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to leave, but found Chen Daojun standing beside him.

The two looked at each other, but they didn't give in to each other.

"What are you still doing here?" Chen Yangzhe put on his glasses, and his eyes returned to a state of undulating and unfazed.

"Grandpa, my mother has always taught me that a man must dare to be bold, since I am responsible for the breaking of this porcelain, then I will also be responsible to the end!"

Chen Daojun's answer was categorical.

"Oh, so, this porcelain is worth it?"

"Yes!"

At this time, outside the window, Chen Runji and his wife began to complain to each other.

Chen Runju: "No, you pulled Daojun well, why did you let him in again?" ”

Li Hairen: "You think I want to, when I came out of it, my palms were sweating, and I was so scared that I couldn't walk steadily, and I didn't expect Daojun to rush in!" ”

Chen Runji panicked, he thought to himself that this time he was completely finished.

If Dao Jun was stunned and insisted on compensating his father for the antique bottle, what should he do?

He knew that Chen Yangzhe was not so good at talking, and if he agreed, he couldn't afford to lose the film company if he sold it.

Chen Ronghua revealed a piece of news to him, Zhu Yingri, the president of the British Group, couldn't put down the amphora bottle, and once offered 20 billion to buy these two bottles.

That's 20 billion won!

In 1987, 10 million won was the annual income of a middle-income family in Goryeo.

But the door has been gently closed, and neither of the couple has the courage to push the door open again, so they can only hope that their son will not talk nonsense and not annoy the "king" of Shunyang.

Downstairs, Chen Rongji, Chen Dongji, and Chen Ronghua saw that Runji's family had not gone downstairs.

Everyone's faces gradually showed expressions of good performance.

They all felt that Chen Daojun, the child, really knew that there were tigers in the mountains, and preferred to go to the tiger mountains.

The old man was obviously on fire in his belly, and the muzzle of the gun was about to erupt flames, and he rushed forward in a daze.

Chen Rongji even felt that if he didn't have to open his mouth, his father would angrily announce that he would never allow the Runji family to come to "Yangxinzhai" again in this life.

Although the old man's most hated thing in his life is betrayal, he is not at all interested in the kind of self-righteous and nonsense people.

Wait, Runji's family has a hard time.

........

"Oh?"

Chen Yangzhe was intrigued by Daojun, and he patted the dust on his hands.

"What do you use to compensate, and your father may not be able to afford it?"

Chen Yangzhe approached Daojun's side and looked down at this unashamed little grandson condescendingly.

Chen Daojun stretched out his palm unhurriedly and raised five fingers.

"Although I don't know how much, but this number, these three antiques combined, should be no problem."

Chen Yangzhe's eyes narrowed.

Rare.

There really are very few.

Even in the group, in the face of their oppressive aura, there are no more than three people who can still maintain their state and talk eloquently.

The 8-year-old grandson in front of him, I don't know if he is nervous or bold, he didn't panic at all, and chatted with himself about things.

This is the courage that the children of the chaebol should have!

With this courage, Chen Daojun couldn't come up with the money, and he was not ready to punish him again.

"What, 50,000, or 500,000, are you going to use your pocket money to compensate me?"

"Nope! It's 50 billion! My dear grandfather! ”