Super Student's Three-realms Army

However, for Chen Qidong and himself, this is indeed an impossible thing.

Unless, Chen Qidong really wants to completely offend the imperial capital Chen family to death

"Mr. Zhang..."

"Mr. Zhang... You really think too much of me about this..."

When he said these words, Chen Qidong's tone was obviously a little bit of crying. He looked pathetic and said.

"It's true that I'm the CEO of Chen's Pharmaceutical Group now, but the board of directors of Chen's Pharmaceutical Group is not a decoration!"

"If I really want to do that, I will directly set aside 35 billion yuan of compensation for this incident in the group's catalogue. Those people on the board of directors and the Chen family in the imperial capital will have to strip me alive!"

"Besides, Mr. Zhang, you may not know something now."

"Compared with me before, now I am no longer a member of the Chen Clan, but I was driven out by the clan some time ago and expelled to the south of the Yangtze River..."

Chen Qidong's mouth, forced to squeeze out a smile more ugly than crying, said.

"Oh, drink. You have been talking in front of me for a long time. Now you are a useless waste. Abandoned son!"

"Ha ha... Since you are a waste, why should I, Zhang Xiaofan, heal for a waste? Since you are such a waste, why don't you just bump your head to death?"

After hearing what Chen Qidong said, Zhang Xiaofan was obviously angry.

You know, it's not hard to see from the series of words and behaviors that Chen Qidong had shown in the face of himself.

Chen Qidong didn't mean to hide his words, but he did have his difficulties.

However, it is a secret that Chen Qidong said before that he had been expelled by the imperial Chen Clan to separate his family.

However, if someone really wants to inquire about it, it will be able to find out the cause and effect of the incident.

Especially for Zhang Xiaofan, this is not a difficult thing!

"Don't mention it, Mr. Zhang... Mr. Zhang, don't you want money? I can give you money, I can give you money... "

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan is going to give up, regardless of his own life or death, Chen Qidong is really scared. He looks pale and terrified.

It's time for his life. Chen Qidong doesn't care whether he believes that the monk is interested in money or not.

Now he is thinking about how to let Zhang Xiaofan raise his hand and save his life. This is the most important thing.

If I give my life to you, what's the point of having more money? You can't expect to have a "good heart" to burn for yourself

"Oh? Tell me how much you can give me

Hearing the speech, Zhang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes, smiling rather than smiling, and said.

"I... I can give you four... No! Five hundred million, I can give you five hundred million! "

Originally, Chen Qidong intended to hold out four fingers