C9 Fifty Million Random Flower!

Doggie rolled his eyes at Zhuo Wei and said: "I have so much money, and I'm even going to be a JB Doggie. Besides, who dares to sue my grandfather?" She then revealed a flattering smile towards Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng waved his hands in disgust, indicating for the paparazzi to scram a little further away.

That Doggie obediently grabbed the money off the ground and eagerly left the room. Before he left, he even turned his pig-head-like head and grinned at Wang Zheng: "Elder, if you have something to say, say it!"

"Scram!" Wang Zheng waved his hands impatiently.

At this time, Faang Rong's heart was in turmoil, thinking, could it be that this kid is really struck with a windfall? How much money did he have?

Zhuo Wei's face turned ugly, he angrily pulled out a contract from the folder and placed it in front of Murong Yuyan: "Ten million, buying the contract for ten million a year, are you going to sign?"

After saying that, she couldn't help but become complacent as well. He was confident that with the ten million a year salary, Murong Yuyan would definitely not be able to resist the temptation.

As expected, when Murong Yuyan saw the 10 million contract, she immediately hesitated.

Zhuo Wei sneered, and looked Wang Zheng in the eye: "You brat, just how strong are you, I have spent 10 million, let's see how you are going to snatch it!"

The people from the other entertainment companies were sighing. It seemed that Murong Yuyan was definitely going to be signed there today. Faang Rong also knew that the tide was up and was preparing to drag Wang Zheng away.

But when Wang Zheng saw him like that, he also laughed and shook his head: "You're really stingy, you want to sign the Murong Goddess for ten million? "Take the money and go to the train station's guesthouse to see if there is anyone who is willing to sign with you."

Hearing this, Zhuo Wei's face changed, the others stared at Wang Zheng like he was a fool, with their annual salary of 10 million, if you call him stingy, then I really don't know if there are anymore generous people in the world.

Wang Zheng took out a card from his pocket and placed it in Murong Yuyan's hands: "If you are willing to sign, we will not buy it. You are still free.

"50 million?" Zhuo Wei laughed out loud, and looked at Wang Zheng with contempt: "You are merely a small follower, even if you go out and sell like a duck for a hundred years, you can't earn anything by trying to brag to laozi, if you have 50 million in the card, laozi will be your little brother and will clean your shoes for you everyday, wherever you pull me to eat!"

What guts! Wang Zheng gave him a thumbs up, "Prepare some water then. Don't choke on it when you eat later, it's a little dry and hot recently."

Damn it, Zhuo Wei shouted loudly: "Call the lawyer, come here and check his property information. If you don't have fifty million on your card today, I will make sure you can't stay in this business anymore!"

The lackey at the side immediately made a call.

Faang Rong did not expect things to get to this point, so she quickly pulled Wang Zheng to the side and anxiously asked: "What are you trying to do? You don't know who Zhuo Wei is? Hurry up and apologize to him, we, Zhuo Wei cannot afford to offend him! "

Then he laughed and said to Zhuo Wei: "Boss Zhuo, we will not touch this new person." He reached out and pulled Wang Zheng away.

"Leave?" Zhuo Wei slapped the table and said: "Go and try it out, today I will teach you guys how to work in this business."

Wang Zheng stood in place without moving, and laughed: "Just nice, let me see how you'll eat sh * t today."

Faang Rong opened her eyes wide in shock, as if she was saying "your head is flooded".

Zhuo Wei raged to the heavens, and laughed instead. "Alright, alright, you have guts! We'll see! "

"The lawyer is here!" A lackey hurriedly walked in, beside him was a gentle man in a suit, holding a computer bag in his hands, he walked to Zhuo Wei's side and said: "Good morning, Boss Zhuo."

He often went to court for Zhuo Wei, the two of them were already familiar with each other.

Zhuo Wei nodded his head, pointed at Wang Zheng and said: "This brat said that he has fifty million in his card, Lawyer Tang, go and check."

"Alright." Lawyer Tang then opened his laptop and started to do things skillfully. He would ask for Wang Zheng's name one moment and then lose his card number the next.

Zhuo Wei could not help but sneer, looking at the doggy beside him, a group of people blocked his way, preventing him from escaping.

Wang Zheng was sitting leisurely on his seat drinking tea. Faang Rong, who was sitting by her side, was fidgeting as she looked at Wang Zheng gloomily. She thought to herself, This brat is going to kill me today.

Murong Yuyan stroked the card in her hand, seemingly nervous for Wang Zheng. After all, Zhuo Wei didn't seem to be a good person. If they really had to sign the contract, she would still side with Wang Zheng, even if it meant that she wouldn't have much money. This was because the real thing that moved her was the word "freedom".

"Have you found anything?" Zhuo Wei was a little impatient waiting.

Lawyer Tang said, "Immediately... I found it. This account has … "Yes..."

Everyone in the room saw the confused and messy expression of Lawyer Tang. Zhuo Wei secretly felt that something was wrong and asked, "How much money? "Five hundred thousand?"

Lawyer Tang slowly shook his head.

"Five million?"

Lawyer Don shook his head again.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he asked with a trembling voice: "Fifty million?"

Lawyer Tang took a deep breath and stretched out two fingers. "200 million!"

Silence!

Everyone in the room was shocked speechless. If this lackey could pull out 200 million, then what kind of huge company was behind it?

Faang Rong's eyes immediately opened wide, her mouth wide open. She rushed to the computer and looked at the dizzying zero again and again.

Murong Yuyan's beautiful eyes were also filled with surprise and curiosity. Why did I meet so many tycoons today? It was incredible.

My mother! Zhuo Wei almost fainted, barely able to reach out and support himself on the table, he looked at Wang Zheng and said: "Didn't you say that you only have fifty million?"

Wang Zheng shrugged. "Maybe I forgot to save some extra money."

Change...

Everyone was confused. If this is called change, then how f * cking worthless would our monthly salary be?

Zhuo Wei's face turned green and white for a while, but in the end, he seemed to have made up his mind. He smiled towards Wang Zheng and said, "Where did you buy big brother's shoes? They were well taken care of and I'll clean them for you …"

Wang Zheng looked at the tattered ball shoes that he bought for ten dollars, and laughed: "This dog of yours is quite good, you sure know how to look good!"

Zhuo Wei's smile stiffened. In his heart, he asked Wang Zheng's ancestors many times, but who told them to have money? Zhuo Wei knew that he couldn't afford to offend this wealthy man who could take 200 million as a change so easily. He endured the depression in his heart and laughed: "As long as Big Brother is happy!"

"Scram!" I need to find you. " Wang Zheng's expression was indifferent, and didn't even glance at Zhuo Wei as he continued to drink his tea.

Zhuo Wei's smile became uglier, but he did not dare show any displeasure, and nodded his head: "Alright, alright, Big brother, please continue, I will not disturb you any longer."

After saying that, he ignored his lackey and walked out of the door in quick steps.

When the other puppies saw their boss leave, they hurriedly followed him. In the blink of an eye, half of them had already entered the house.

The rest of the media knew that there was no hope, that the wastrel in front of them had spent so much money just now that he had spent more than two million to play. Now that he had taken a fancy to Murong Yuyan, they did not dare compete anymore.

Wait, why does this kid's style feel so familiar?