Scare the big reporter, "OK, I will always pay attention to the arrival time of singer's funds, and write more love articles to ensure that his funds arrive on time within a month."

Tan Jiewen's originally cold face has turned white, as if it had just been covered with a layer of cold frost.

200 million!

He can move up to 100 million in cash, and there are still 100 million left. Does it fall from the sky?

And this money will be managed by Lu Tianyi for five years!

Shit, thinking of giving Lu Tianyi such a large sum of money, he twitched fiercely in his heart.

Watching Lu Tian move his lips, "Mr. Lu, I haven't confirmed with you about money."

Lu Tian didn't look at him, and said directly, "I know what you want to say. You can discuss it with you after I arrange what the two reporters want to do."

Another reporter: "God of songs is enthusiastic about public welfare, tries his best to repay the society, spread love and benefit the society. I will help him report well. President Lu, rest assured."

Tan Jiewen: it's so hot. I was cheated.

Lu Tianyi said, "well, I'm relieved. Now you go back and write a good article. The sooner you send it today, the better. Remember to highlight that Mr. Tan's funds are guaranteed to be in place in one month." then he waved his hand and signaled that they could leave.

The two reporters saw Lu Tian wave his hand and disappear into the presidential suite in the twinkling of an eye.

Tan Jiewen looked at the two reporters who disappeared in an instant and felt that their departure was like a gust of wind passing in front of him.

Sighed, looked at Lu Tianyi and said sincerely, "Mr. Lu, I can take out 100 million cash at most, but I don't have 200 million."

Lu Tian lowered his head, poured two cups of tea and handed one to Chen Yuxin, "my wife drinks tea."

Chen Yuxin picked up the tea and put down the cup. "Husband, the God of singing said..." the words behind him didn't finish.

Lu Tianyi: "wife, stop."

Chen Yuxin looked at him in amazement, "am I wrong?"

"Later we will call him the God of plague."

Without thinking, Chen Yuxin immediately replied, "well, the God of plague doesn't have so much money. What's your plan?"

Tan Jiewen: shit, what did I Tan Jiewen do wrong to give you and your wife such a disgusting nickname.

Lu Tianyi continued to pour tea. "My wife drinks tea."

Tan Jiewen looked at Lu Tianyi, who was drinking tea, and gave me a nickname. He also wanted to pit me for 200 million cash. Now he is still drinking tea. What do you want, you tortoise bastard?

But these words did not dare to say. Looking at Lu Tianyi, he continued to counsel: "Mr. Lu, I really can't take out 200 million so much money. At most, I can take out 100 million, and I can't manage you for five years."

As soon as Lu Tian finished a cup of tea, he sipped his lips and said, "I said just now that you have 200 million cash on hand and need me to help you manage your money. You're right."

Tan Jiewen recalled what Lu Tianyi said when those reporters were present. He really didn't hear Lu Tianyi say 200 million. He looked at Lu Tianyi bitterly, "I really didn't hear you say I have 200 million cash on hand."

Lu Tianyi looked at Tan Jiewen with disgust on his face. "I really didn't expect that such a famous public figure wouldn't admit what he said."

Chen Yuxin, "God of plague, my husband really said that just now. At that time, he specially asked you: Mr. Tan, am I right? You replied happily: Yes, I need Mr. Lu to help me manage my money. Alas..."

Tan Jiewen moved his lips. "Mrs. Lu, did I really say that?"