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Chapter 121 Why, Not Enough Money?

23, leave my sister...

Hearing these words, the corners of Zuo Luan's mouth twitched imperceptibly.

He has been in a high position these years, and it has been a long time since he has heard such a small number.

Bo's start-up capital for a project is at least tens of billions, okay?

And isn't Jiang Zirui the young master of the Jiang family?
Why is there only 23 in the bank account?What is this enough to buy...

The protagonist of this incident, Bo Nan, looked calm, as if he couldn't hear Jiang Zirui's words.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Zirui snorted coldly, complaining inwardly.

It's quite tolerant, it's so flattering in front of huge sums of money.

Thinking about it, he pulled the stool over and sat on it with his legs crossed.

"Tell me, what do you like about my sister? Money? Face? Body? Anyway, I don't think you really love her."

With every sentence of sarcasm, he made it clear that his purpose was to keep Bo Nan from coming to power.

Jiang Zirui thought that what he said would prevent Bo Nan from coming to Taiwan.

But unexpectedly, Bo Nan just smiled lightly, and answered his question seriously, "Because it's her, so I like her, and then I love her deeply."

Hearing this, both Jiang Zirui and Zuo Luan looked at him at the same time, their eyes slightly startled.

"Are you a good person?"

He asked this sentence unconsciously, and even he was surprised when the voice fell.

This sentence was the first sentence he said when he met Jiang Tong when he was bullied in the Jiang family.

Now he actually found the second person he wanted to ask this sentence...

"I've never been a good person." Bo Nan paused, then continued: "But in front of your sister, I must be a good person."

There has always been no shortage of good people in wealthy families, but it is also good people who can't survive the most.

Jiang Zirui tilted his head, looked at the ceiling, and kept playing with his fingers.

Is Bo Nan's answer exactly the same as his sister's...

Jiang Tong stood in front of him like this back then, and said this too.

"I've never been a nice person, but I must be in front of you."

No wonder his sister fell in love with him.

Jiang Zirui admitted that through Bo Nan's words just now, his favor towards him has indeed improved a lot.

Although this is the case, he is still very difficult to fool.

Thinking about it, his relaxed expression became fierce again.

"Do you think I have a good impression of you because you are so close to you? You have a good idea... or the sentence just now, 23, leave my sister." Jiang Zirui stood up while talking, and ran to Bo Nan to put his hands in his hands I raised my waist.

The corners of Bo Nan's mouth twitched slightly, and he waved to Zuo Luan who was standing over there.

Zuo Luan understood, and took out a stack of empty checks from his briefcase.

But Jiang Zirui mistook Bo Nan's gesture for rejection.

So he jumped back and yelled, "What? You still think you don't have enough money? You're really greedy."

"Forget it." Jiang Zirui frowned, and said reluctantly, "In this case, I'll give you an extra three yuan, 23 yuan, how about it?"

Bo Nan, who was about to find a pen: "..."

Zuo Luan holding a blank check: "..."

They feel bad.

The three of them paused for a while, Jiang Zirui thought that Bo Nan was still not satisfied.

His eyes were like copper bells, "Damn it, isn't it, isn't it enough?"

"Aren't you too black-hearted? Let me warn you, there is no more money. My bank card only has 23 cents."

"You have to leave two yuan for me to take the bus..."

(End of this chapter)