Suk was a little embarrassed when he asked Luo Feiyan to say that. He scratched his head and said with a smile, "sister Yan, just say how much more money you need! Don't look down on me

"What do you want me to say! The present plans are all made according to the minimum. Every extra cent may make me turn the whole plan over! "

Indeed, Luo Feiyan has just said that she has no money and can't buy the facade directly. Even in her imagination, she needs to set up a company headquarters in Yanjing, which is not just a store.

According to the information collected by Luo Feiyan himself, the "shop king" located in the "money eye" has basically reached the level of 250000 yuan per square meter. According to his own idea, even if the new store of fangfeiyi is not as big as that of Weihai, it can't be less than 400 square meters. That is to say, it needs at least 10 million people The investment of RMB.

No money, no way to launch advertising, CCTV advertising "King", with

"yes, it's really 60 million, but say the money from gambling, I always feel like a bit of ill gotten gains, so in Macao side with gambling king he Sheng has already communicated well, I'm ready to set up a foundation, most of the money will be injected into the foundation's account."

To be honest, Suk, after all, has so much money in his hand, but he doesn't put it all on the rise of pingbanfang, which may cause Luo Feiyan's displeasure.

"You mean you won the 60 million from the casino?" The first picture in Luo Feiyan's mind is Gao Jin, the God of gamblers in the movie. He suddenly looks at Suk and asks.

"Well! Sure, sure, true, no doubt Suk nodded and shrugged, as if it were.

"Local tyrant, shall we be friends?" Luo Feiyan finally believed it. After all, Suk couldn't make fun of it. He immediately turned forward, and his enchanting eyes continued to discharge towards Suk.