Immediately afterwards, Lei Jun took out two copies of the shareholding contract from his briefcase, and even the gel pen and ink pad were placed on the table.

Because shareholding contracts need to be changed at any time based on negotiations, these shareholding contracts in duplicate are originally public templates.

You only need to directly fill in the company name, equity ratio and amount of shares based on the details of the conversation between the two parties.

When Lin Han saw this, he would be lying if he said he wasn't excited.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, his idol finally stepped forward.

But what Lin Han didn't know was that the reason Lei Jun stepped forward was also to leave a way out for Lin Han.

If Lin Han really can't come up with the 100 million this time, then Lei Jun will decide to spend 100 million to invest in Li Xuejun.

No matter what, the young people of China cannot let their newly rising morale be dampened by such a trivial matter.

If money is gone, you can make it again, but what about your backbone? Once it is knocked down, half of your life may be wasted.

"Mr. Lei, thank you!"

When Li Xuejun heard this, he quickly came back. When Lin Han and Li Xuejun's fingerprints were finally pressed on the contract, it meant that from this second on, Lin Han had already invested in Li Xuejun's project.

Of course, according to contract law, as long as the payment is received within half a month, it is not considered a breach of contract, but now isn't this a bet with Robertson?

For a moment, the eyes of everyone present fell on Lin Han, because they wanted to see if the person who wanted to drink all the red wine later was Lin Han or Robertson.

"Why do I feel that this matter is a bit suspenseful? Does Lin Han really have two brushes? Otherwise, how could Lei Jun stand up for Lin Han?"

"I also feel this way. I know Lei Jun. He is the first batch of real Internet tycoons in China, and he personally led a company to go public."

"But even if Lei Jun helps Lin Han, Lin Han will still lose in the end."

...

While everyone couldn't help but talk, little Robertson also stared at Lin Han nervously. Originally, he wanted to see some panic and dodge in Lin Han's eyes.

But after staring for more than ten seconds, I realized that the calmness in Lin Han's eyes had not changed at all.

If you talk carefully, then... you can still see a little bit of banter under this calmness.

"Lin Han, one minute has passed. I think there are so many Chinese people out there, so you won't bully me, a foreigner, right?"

After hearing what little Robertson said, Lin Han rolled his eyes at little Robertson, looked at the two uncorked bottles of dry red on the table, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, you will have to let the light out later, otherwise, you will embarrass Little Tiger Global Fund!"

Little Robertson curled his lips. After all, in his eyes, it was impossible for Lin Han to come up with this money, not to mention that 100 million was a large transfer, and it was night time again...

Therefore, this bet was originally unfair to Lin Han.

But what little Robertson doesn’t know is that sometimes if a person is lucky, he may even be knocked unconscious by money while walking!

When Lin Han entered Li Xuejun's company account number with the help of the hotel computer, he directly pressed the mouse button to confirm the transfer.

At the same time, the U-shield also lit up. After successfully entering the security password, a successful transfer page suddenly appeared on the monitor.

This scene immediately stunned everyone present.

The most important thing is that after more than ten seconds, a text message came from Li Xuejun's mobile phone. When Robertson saw this, his face suddenly turned pale, and he roared crazily in his heart.

"When did China's online banking transfers become so fast? This shouldn't be a text message..."

It's just that the last sentence, even Robertson himself, said it a bit without confidence...

Li Xuejun took out his mobile phone. After seeing that 100 million had been credited to the company's account, the expression in his eyes became extremely complicated. The eyes of a middle-aged man in his thirties were actually filled with mist, and his eyes were filled with deep mist.

While taking a breath, he actually bowed to Lin Han.

"Mr. Lin, please rest assured, I will not let you down with this project!"

"It's okay, just do your best."

Lin Han chuckled and nodded. Lin Han knew he could bear this bow!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Han cast his eyes on the pale little Robertson, imitating the previous little Robertson's strange emphasis.

"Mr. Robertson, I think as the person in charge of the Little Tiger Global Fund, you shouldn't worry about these two bottles of dry red, right? Come on, don't take the ink time, everyone is still waiting to see!"

Robertson Jr.: "..."

Little Robertson must have hated Lin Han to death at this time, right? But the scene that happened next made little Robertson completely unable to get off the stage.

Lei Jun, who was leading the dinner tonight, actually acted as a waiter. After taking two steps forward, he personally unscrewed the corks of the two dry red bottles on the table, and then gently

These two bottles of dry red were pushed in front of little Robertson.

The meaning is already obvious!

And these people who were originally not optimistic about Lin Han, and even waited to see Lin Han's jokes, now have unprecedented embarrassment on their faces.

It was as if there was an invisible big hand slapping them hard on the cheek.

But after all, the matter has come to this, and it would be really shameless to say anything else, so continuing to remain silent is the best way.

"Come on, little Robertson, what are you waiting for?"

Lin Han's every word turned into a sharp sword that stabbed little Robertson. This made little Robertson, who regarded himself as aloof, could only pick up a bottle of dry red and poured it into his mouth.

For a moment, the shirt as white as snow was stained beyond recognition by the alcohol.

But after Robertson drank half of the drink, he already lost his energy. You must know that although the alcohol content of dry red wine does not seem to be high, it has a strong stamina.

No one could stand it, let alone little Robertson, who had already been drained of alcohol and sex.

The blond girl on the side looked at little Robertson with distressed eyes. She really wanted to speak soft words for little Robertson at this time.

After all, if he really wants to drink it in this way, I'm afraid little Robertson will be hospitalized tonight.

But before the blonde could speak, she was held back by the coldness in Lin Han's eyes.

Are you kidding me? This guy pretended to be pretentious and gained face, but in the end he still wants to refuse to admit his defeat and wants to play the emotional card?

What have you been doing?

"Go on, Mr. Robertson. Behind you is the entire Tiger Global Fund. Are you foreigners so incapable of drinking? Do you only have such a small amount of alcohol?"
Chapter completed!