Chen Yi picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip, as if thinking.

"One billion...it's too little!"

He said.

"If there is too much Ye's group can't come up with it!"

Ye Fantian answered.

Chen Yi smacked his lips.

"Forget it, I don't want one billion, either...but I want the food group under the Ye family!"

He said.

Ye Fantian was stunned. The food group had only 200 million yuan in assets at best, and the food industry is very difficult to do now, and there are not many food factories that can survive.

"Are you sure? Do you know what the food group does?"

He asked with a frown.

"Of course I know that it's just a corner of the Chen family, but you, Mr. Ye, are too timid... If you dig like this, the Chen family can last for at least twenty years. I don't have so much patience!"

Chen Yi said coldly.
Chapter completed!