Chapter 154

Qin Yuyao went to Ximen Qing, grabbed her hand and said to her, "sister Ximen, let's work together in the future."

"What are you trying to do?" Simon looked at her in horror. This silly child is not really ready to shoulder a debt of 10 billion. Where is it to be finished?

"Calm down, Ruyao, calm down," said Ximen Qing, pointing to Jiang Jianhong, who was like a lamp God. "I just had a little head. I just said that casually and fooled the iron head. I'm not ready."

Jiang Jianhong glared at her: "I heard it!"

"Shit!" Ximen Qing seemed to realize this, "I was heard! Damn it, Jiang tietou, you eavesdrop on us."

Jiang Jianhong: "... [mdzz]

"It's all right, sister Ximen. I've thought about it," Qin Yuyao said, holding Ximen Qing's hand, "As long as we live long enough, the soft sister currency depreciates rapidly. You see, pork was only one yuan a kilogram a few decades ago, and now it has increased by 10 times. In other words, in another few decades, our debt burden will be reduced by 10 times, and so on. Maybe more than 100 years later, we just need to return the debt equivalent to millions now."

Jiang Jianhong: --!

Ximen touched Qin Yuyao's head with pity. The child's power just exploded could not have damaged his brain: "Ruyao, there is something called national macro-control. The depreciation of soft sister currency cannot continue at this rate all the time. Moreover, even if our debt becomes lighter after hundreds of years, how can we live during this period? If we don't pay it back all the time, we will become Laolai."

"Zizizi ~"

A Peng electric arc suddenly burst out from Qin Yuyao's head. She seemed to wake up suddenly: "ah! It seems like this. What did I think just now?"

"It seems that this little friend has officially become the eight murderers." Jiang Jianhong said in a aside way.

"Officially become the eight murderers?" Qin Yuyao looked at Jiang Jianhong suspiciously. "Do the eight murderers still need a coronation ceremony?"

Jiang Jianhong now regarded her as an existence of the same level, so he patiently explained to her: "Every eight evil men often cause great disasters when they are first known to the world, which is why we are called the 'eight evil men' rather than the 'eight blessing gods', and the outbreak of such terrible forces will inevitably have a certain impact on the body. It's OK to say elsewhere, but once such a sophisticated organ of the brain is damaged, simple self-healing will certainly not be able to recover to the past Like that. "

"What do you mean?" another arc appeared on Qin Yuyao's head, and her thinking speed seemed to slow down.

Jiang Jianhong pondered for 2 seconds. After organizing the language, he said to her, "simply put, you are mentally disabled now."

"Ha?" Qin Yuyao patted his ears hard. "I, I didn't hear wrong?"

"No," said Jiang Jianhong. "Of course, I always think that's the misunderstanding of the world about us. It's just that some changes have taken place in the brain organization. How can the impact be so exaggerated? I'm still the same as before. I'm not stupid or stupid. It's just the blind speculation of those scientists."

"Yes, yes," Qin Yuyao nodded vigorously, and an arc continued to appear on his head. "I didn't become a fool. Now I feel no different from before, and even a little hi."

"Oh, don't care about these details," Simon Qing said. "These inferences are made by those who fear our power without any reason. For example, do you think I'm like a brain cripple?"

Qin Yuyao and Jiang Jianhong looked at each other, and then Qin Yuyao kept silent. Jiang Jianhong said, "it's very similar."

"Go away! You iron head, if you are mentally disabled, you are the first!" Simon said angrily. "Your head was smashed by the mountain!"

Jiang Jianhong's face turned black: "if you have time to say this, you'd better think about how to repay the debt. Our yuan family will make up for these losses for the time being. Then I'll be your creditor. Don't think about delaying until the creditor dies and then defaulting!"

"Er..." Ximen Qing felt very uncomfortable. "Jiang tietou, if you don't play like this, billions of dollars is just a drop in the bucket for you, a 'Zhenguo beast', or forget it."

"My money came from the strong wind?" Jiang Jianhong was not moved. "You are also eight murderers. Your Qingyi sect has been scattered in every corner of society these years. It's not worth mentioning that your 10 billion debt is gathered. Why should I forget it?"

"I don't... have difficulties," Simon whispered.

The Qingyi sect is completely her black history. She can't see those guys. And if they know that they occupy the body of their sect leader, how many fanatics will do anything?

"It has nothing to do with me," said Jiang Jianhong. "Aren't you a cartoonist now? You're also a singer. I'll calculate. According to your current popularity, if you continue to be popular, you should be able to pay off this debt in decades. Of course, if you can be more popular, this time will be shortened."

"I've worked hard to draw comics. Is it to work for you?" Simon said in a righteous voice, "it's impossible to work!"

"Then you pay back!"

"I don't want money."

"Then draw comics," said Jiang Jianhong. "Also, don't expect me to help you. If you can't pay back a certain amount of money every month, I'll put you on the list of Laolai."

"Shit!" XiMenqing directly gave him a middle finger, "I can see it. Jiang tietou, Jiang tietou, you don't care about these ten billion. You just want to force me to find the Qingyi sect scattered all over the society!"

Jiang Jianhong did not deny: "you know better than me who the Qingyi sect is. I don't mean to target them, but at least there should be corresponding monitoring, otherwise it will always be a hidden danger to the society."

"You can pull it down. It's 10 billion. I'll earn it! Let's see my Ximen Qing's ability!" Ximen Qing crossed his waist and said to Jiang Jianhong with a gesture of "I'm forced by my old cow".

"It's up to you." Jiang Jianhong immediately disappeared into running water.

He didn't intend to force an eight murderer, but this time it happened that he wanted to feel sorry for Ximen. Since Simon's feeling is so hard, he won't take any further action.

After he left, XiMenqing looked at Song Yunwu with a bitter face: "what should I do, charterer? Why don't you go back and inherit your father's legacy and keep me."

"Go away! My father is still alive!" Song Yunwu gave her a white look. "Up to now, you'd better draw comics well. If you can't, go out and be a star. I remember that a star missed 800 million just because of tax evasion last year. Her beauty is not one percent of yours."

"Wow, you're forcing good people into prostitution," Simon Qing said firmly. He didn't want to be a female star. The circle was too dirty. "Alas, it seems that one giant is not enough. I have to open another one."

"Sister Ximen, do you want to draw a new cartoon?" Qin Yuyao asked immediately, "what is the theme?"

"Let me see, if you want to make money..."