Bai Daheng asked.

"How about one hundred million?"

Mr. Tang thought for a while and said.

"What's the point of money? No one needs this little money."

Qin Kunlun shook his head.

"..."

Xiao Chen looked at these old guys, they were really rich.

100 million is a small goal for others, so it would be better to come to them... If it's not short of this little money, I'm not interested at all.

He really wanted to say, I am short of money, how about each of you give me 100 million?

I definitely don't dislike it.

"That's right, I'm not short of money... When I think about it, I must make a good fortune."

Bai Daheng nodded.

"OK."

Several old guys nodded and started thinking about it.

"Brother Chen, do you think that if I suggest to them that the loser calls the winner 'dad', will they beat me up?"

Bai Ye whispered.

"You can try."
Chapter completed!