After microblogging, Fu Hanchuan went back to his room and took out two bank cards to Qin Sheng, which contained more than 50 billion yuan.

Qin Sheng blinked and wondered, "brother Fu, you are..."

Fu Hanchuan's eyes with doting, "I said on the micro blog, I want to give you all my money."

"But..."

As soon as Qin Sheng's words came out, Fu Hanchuan interrupted, "does Sheng Sheng want me to break my promise?"

Fu Hanchuan has a firm look.

Qin Sheng has no choice but to accept it. Of course, she won't spend the money.

Qin Sheng still frowned, "brother Fu, do you still have money on you?"

"I have a pay card."

Fu Hanchuan, as the president of HD group, has a salary every month except for Fenir, which is now more than 11 million yuan.

His salary card money has never been used, and it has been three or four years. I think it's more than 200 million.

Fu Hanchuan frowned. When Qin Sheng was 20 years old, it was only more than 400 million.

This money is not enough for Qin Sheng's wedding.

And the company's annual dividends are into the two bank cards he gave Qin Sheng.

Fu Hanchuan thought that he could make an investment with this money.

Qin Sheng is not entangled. She looks down at the bank card in her hand, and her heart is warm.

For ordinary men, they would not give their girlfriends all their money like Fu Hanchuan.

Qin Sheng's lips can't stop rising.

She asked, "brother Fu, are you not afraid that I will spend all my money?"

Fu Hanchuan: "no problem. Here you are. It's yours."

Qin Sheng asked again, "what if I leave you with this money?"

Fu Hanchuan looked at Qin Sheng and said firmly, "you won't, and no matter where you go, I'll find it. In my life, I'll rely on you."

Hearing the speech, Qin Sheng couldn't help but hook his lips and his face was full of happiness.

Fu Hanchuan's heart read a move, he held Qin Sheng in his arms, "so, Sheng Sheng, always stay by my side, don't try to leave me."

Qin Sheng is close to Fu Hanchuan's chest in her ear. She can hear Fu Hanchuan's heart beating clearly.

She nodded, "never leave."

Fu Hanchuan smiles, his eyes seem bright.

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Ye Yutong has been following this microblog all the time. Seeing Fu Hanchuan's comment, her eyes are red with envy.

Fu Hanchuan, her, her!

Qin Sheng is just a latecomer. Why should he interfere with them?

Ye Yutong's face is gloomy and terrible with her mobile phone.

Post black Qinsheng that marketing number, see this battle, a Leng, completely did not expect to be such a result.

Qin Sheng has this kind of relationship with these big people?

This marketing number is a bit of a counsellor.

For a moment, he had the impulse to delete and slander Qin Sheng's microblog.

But soon, the fear in his heart was suppressed. The microblog number was sealed, and he had another one. Moreover, his identity information was well hidden. Fu Hanchuan and Qin Sheng wanted to sue him, which was impossible.

This meeting, under the marketing number microblog, is a large area of remarks attacking him.

The marketing number owner directly switched to another microblog.

The next day, the marketing number owner woke up in the morning, picked up his mobile phone and wanted to enter the microblog.

However, as soon as I opened the microblog, a prompt came out.

[microblog tip: your microblog account has been permanently closed. You can contact the manual customer service if you make a claim. 】

of course, it's no use if the marketing number owner contacts the manual customer service.