Chapter 69

All the people in the house are petrified. They don't know how to pick up Ning Xiaolei's words.

It's said that the boy pretended, but they did send out the Millennium Ganoderma lucidum, and it depends on the situation.

In this case, according to the market price, it is 200 million.

It seems that it is not impossible to give away 200 million men casually and say that they have a fortune of 10 billion.

But the problem, looking at this boy, people always feel a kind of upstart feeling, looking not very pleasing.

Lin zhanxiong's face was a little dark, and he didn't have a good airway: "so, you can't use up this thousand year old medicine?"

"It's almost the same. I usually eat radish, half of which I eat and half of which I throw."

Ning Xiaolei pretends not to care and waves his hand, full of pride.

Lin zhanxiong almost choked by Ning Xiaolei's words and said, "young man, are you kidding me?"

"No, uncle Lin, don't treat me wrongly. I'm just telling you the truth. If you don't believe me, I'll come to eat it tomorrow."

Ning Xiaolei put an innocent expression on his face and blinked hard.

Niemei!

Lin zhanxiong almost vomited blood. Let's show him how to show off. Ah!?

He didn't doubt the truth of Ning Xiaolei's words. If the boy really took it out, he didn't have nothing to face and fight.

Thinking of this, he can't help reexamining Ning Xiaolei's identity.

Can't you say that the old forest in his hometown is Baoshan?

Lin Yumeng is looking at his shriveled father, not to mention how happy he is.

She has never seen Lin zhanxiong in such a big way. No matter when she was, she was not always mature. Now, she was full of depression.

Seeing that the outfit is almost finished, Ning Xiaolei will take it as soon as it's ready.

If it goes on like this, it will not be worth the loss to offend the future father-in-law to death.

"Uncle Lin, I'm joking. Although I'm not worth mentioning in your eyes, you can rest assured that if you give me some time, I'll make you look at me with new eyes."

"I hope you don't force her to deal with the emotional problems of Yumeng. If you insist, can you give us a year to make a choice at that time?"

Ning Xiaolei looks at Lin zhanxiong sincerely, though he doesn't know why Lin zhanxiong insists on marrying Lin Yumeng to the Wang family.

But as long as he is more valuable and more powerful than the Wang family, Lin zhanxiong will certainly change his mind.

"Little bastard, you mean to compare with Wang Qing and Wang family in one year, don't you?"

Wang Qing suddenly opens his mouth and looks at Ning Xiaolei sarcastically.

Although this little bastard is in bad luck and has got two thousand year old drugs, it's not so easy to compare with his Wang family.

His Wang family is one of the four big families in Tiancheng, with a total wealth of nearly 10 billion.

In a short period of one year, if you want to achieve this situation, dream about it!

Not only Wang Qing, his father Wang Weiye and Lin zhanxiong, also look at Ning Xiaolei with ridicule.

What does not know the sky is high and the earth is thick, this is it!

"Toad, shut up, you are just a rich second generation, clamoring for wool. You don't earn the money of your Wang family, but you guessed well, I just want to surpass your Wang family in one year."

Ning Xiaolei looked at Wang Qing with disdain and said impolitely.

This words, Wang Qing angry eyes, and Wang Weiye and Lin zhanxiong were angry smile.

Lin Weiguo, Lin Yumeng and Lin's mother all shook their heads with a bitter smile!

"Young man, do you know what's unexpected in the two words of Wang's family? Ten billion assets. You want to reach this level in a year?"

Lin zhanxiong looks at Ning Xiaolei and jokes.

Hearing the speech, Ning Xiaolei was slightly surprised. What he thought was two or three billion, but now it seems that he underestimated the four families.

But what about that? It's just a matter of more than 100 old drugs. Just prepare more snacks.

Proud to see everyone, Ning Xiaolei patted his chest and said, "it's hard for a gentleman to catch up with his words. His words count. It's a small idea."