Chapter 963

100 million Chinese dollars.

Hearing the price, all three people were dumbfounded.

One hundred million Chinese dollars, equivalent to the money of the stick, is 17 billion!

This price is astronomical in their eyes! Only four-star heavy industry enterprises can afford this price. Although he is said to be the kitchen god of Bonzi, no matter how high his salary and status are, all his assets combined are not enough!

"I knew you couldn't afford it." Wu Lai chuckled, "I'm not a person who cares about money, and I'm too lazy to embarrass you. How about changing conditions? Don't talk about money."

The three men who had been desperate suddenly widened their eyes and hurriedly asked, "what conditions?"

"It's very simple. You apologize to master Zhou and say that you shouldn't slander that Zhou Kitchen God has your Bonzi blood. Remember, admit your mistakes publicly. Take a video to admit your mistakes on all social software in your country, like the world admit your mistakes." Wu Lai said.

After Nian Bing said these words, Kim Jong Un and the three of them were instantly silent.

It's not a problem to admit their mistakes simply, but it's not good for them to admit their mistakes on various social software and shoot videos. This is his face! If you do, everything will be different! He, the kitchen god of the Korean nation, will soon lose credibility, worship and fans in China, and even be put in the cold palace forever!

"Why, dare not?" Wu Lai stared at Kim Jong Un, his eyes narrowed, and his tone was very aggressive: "if you don't want to, that's it. You can think about it. You still have a little room to think. Give you five seconds. After five seconds, I won't care about you."

With that, he stretched out five fingers.

The three people, who were still tangled, were instantly flustered when they heard a few words after nianbing's narration.

"Okay, okay! We apologize! We apologize!"

Kim Jong Un's face wore a look of shame, but seeing Wu Lai's fearless appearance over there, how dare he have any refutation? Apart from this way of admitting his mistake, he couldn't find another way to get him back to normal.

"Then, let's start?" Wu Lai took out his mobile phone and looked at Kim Jong Un over there with a smile. He had opened the video interface.

Wu Lai also turned on the flash lamp with a particularly bad taste, and took a particularly obvious picture of the three people.

The two people behind Kim Jong Un subconsciously walked out of the picture.

"Come in, come in, aren't you three one? Come together." Wu Lai waved while greeting, and nianbing became more direct, simply pulling the two of them into the picture.

Kim Jong Un stood there humiliated.

"Say it, why don't you speak?" Wu Lai raised his eyebrows.

Hearing Wu Lai's ferocious words, the three hurried to say something.

"People can't speak, so?" Nian Bing chuckled and said.

"Oh, oh, yes, I forgot." With that, Wu Lai pointed in the air and shot hard.

"I... I can talk!" Kim Jong Un was pleasantly surprised to find that his can actually make a sound!

"Well, now you can start." Wu Lai made a gesture of invitation.

Kim Jong Un just smiled, instantly drooped his face, reluctantly stood in front of the camera and began to apologize.

The other two stood behind him, their heads afraid to lift.