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The God of Fortune sat down in trepidation, his bean-sized eyes staring intently at Yi Cheng, waiting for him to state the conditions.

"The project we were negotiating with the Hong Kong metropolis skyscraper just now has no results, so I think we can continue the discussion. Chairman Jia was asking for 10 billion just now. As for me, I feel that your harbor edifice is only worth 2 billion. " Hou Chengyi told Ji Yunshu about the evaluation of the Hong Kong skyscraper.

"Mr. Queen, the price will be as you say. What you say is what it is. Two billion is two billion, when will you sign the contract or do you want me to prepare the contract? " The God of Fortune was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Hou Chengyi's eyes were filled with loathing for Jia's God of Fortune, while his amber eyes shone with a strange light.

"Hey, Chairman Jia, why are you in such a hurry? There's no need for that. Let's continue our conversation. "

Jia Qi Shen hurriedly replied, "I'm not in a hurry. What would you like to talk to me about, Mr. Queen? You can talk about anything you want, just sign the contract first. If we don't sign the contract, there's no saving my only son's life! "

"All right. Since Chairman Jia is so anxious, I guess I'll just be a prince in human form. Zhang De, hand over the contract. " Yi Chenzi stretched out his hand to prepare the contract.

Zhang De placed the prepared contract on the table. The contract had been signed long ago.

Jia Qi Shen's shrewd calculations were once again completely exposed. His mouse like eyes rolled around as he carefully looked at the contract, not leaving a single punctuation mark.

"Mr. Queen, what's going on? Didn't you say that it was two billion yuan? Why did signing the contract become 800 million? It seems like there's two hundred million less people living in the void! " The God of Fortune pointed at the amount on the contract and became flustered.

"What's wrong? Chairman Jia, you don't want to sign? "There's still something wrong with the amount." Houyi took the contract from the God of Fortune to his side and stood up to look at it.

Hou Chengyi's well-built figure stood up like a giant shadow, pressuring Jia Qi Shen's breathing to the point where he couldn't even breathe.

"Chairman Jia, according to the various financial data that we have obtained in advance, it's displayed. Your company has not made a profit for a long time, and has been unable to make ends meet. The loan owed by the bank has not been repaid on time. If we want to buy this Hong Kong city building of yours, our company will be responsible for your debt problem, Chairman Jia. It would be a little inappropriate for us to wipe your ass after spending so much money. " Zhang De opened the folder in his hands and reported the financial issues that Jia Qi Shen Group had faced in the past few years, one by one.

"After all, your group is so rich. "Just treat it as relief to our corporation. Our corporation still has over a thousand workers that need my support." God of Fortune's words brought tears to his eyes.

"Haha, Chairman Jia, you think I'm a charity porridge shop? Open up a warehouse and provide relief! Do you want me to help you support the thousands of employees of your Jia Group? " Hou Chengyi's eyes were filled with disgust, and there was a hidden fierceness in his eyes.

"Chairman Jia, are you going to sign or not? Our young master does not have that much time to accompany you in your slumber. " Zhang De placed the contract back beside God Jia, his eyes filled with loathing.