"It's okay, Miss Zhao doesn't want to do it, I won't force you! Seventy million, three glasses of wine, how about it?" the blue-haired man shouted.

"I said Mr. Jiang, didn't you have had dinner with Miss Zhao yesterday? Your family has a lot of money!" Another man who called for the price was a little dissatisfied.

Jiang Rong shrugged: "Yes, my family has a lot of money. Why? You are not convinced? If you are not convinced, please continue to add it!"

The man didn't say anything anymore and turned his head to the side. It seemed that he had no money to increase the price.

Jiang Rong grinned, looked around the room, and said loudly: "Don't talk anymore, right? Then, it's a deal worth 70 million. Miss Zhao, do you think it's?"

For a rich second-generation like Jiang Rong, playing with female celebrities is common. The reason why he spends a lot of money is that Zhao Jingyue is a well-known pure and beautiful girl in the circle. If such a woman can be taken on the bed and then filmed a video or something, it would be too exciting.

For men, the best things they can't get. Zhao Jingyue is only willing to accompany her to eat, which makes these rich young men feel excited. Besides, it is really boring to accompany her to eat, but if she drinks some wine and is confused, isn't it easy to want something to happen?

"Brother Sheng, it's 70 million! I'm only 20 million..." A look of loss flashed in Han Wei's eyes.

He Sheng grinned: "I have it on me, you can shout it."

"Ah? How many shouts?" Han Wei looked puzzled.

He Sheng took his mobile phone screen in front of Han Wei, and the mobile phone showed He Sheng's account message, which also had a balance.

"Ten, ten, hundreds, thousands, thousands..."

"Don't count, one billion, less than this number, just shout!" He Sheng put his phone up.

"Damn!" Han Wei looked at He Sheng with a stunned look on his face.

One billion! How much does this cost?

After being surprised for a while, Han Wei stammered and said, "Then...will I shout?"

"Scream."

"How many shouts?"

"One hundred million."

Han Wei nodded and looked into the room.

In the room, Jiang Rong had already stood up and walked quickly forward.

Seeing this scene, Han Wei rushed into the room.

"One hundred million!"

When Han Wei shouted, everyone in the room looked at Han Wei, including Zhao Jingyue, who was sitting behind the top curtain, trembling slightly.

"Han Wei?" Jiang Rong turned around and looked at Han Wei, then sneered: "I said Han Wei, you only have 20 million people on you, where did you get 100 million? If you have the money to have dinner with Miss Zhao, you might as well find a lady to have sex!"

Han Wei replied with confidence: "I...I don't have money, but my elder brother has it! It's only 100 million!"

He Sheng slowly followed in from the door, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the six or seven rich second generations in front of him with a smile.

"Ha? Brother? Where can I recognize him?" Jiang Rong looked at He Sheng with a look: "Oh, the clothes I wear seem to be from As brand, right? It costs more than 300 per piece, right? Hey, I am so rich! Hahaha!"

Hearing Jiang Rong's sarcastic laughter, He Sheng's face remained unchanged and his eyes looked at Zhao Jingyue sitting behind the curtain.

Zhao Jingyue obviously saw He Sheng, and immediately shook her body and her eyes immediately became a little dodged.

"Jiang Rong, you're just laughing! This is an event held by Miss Zhao, I will only pay 100 million. Just say whether you can add it or not!" Han Wei said loudly.

"Ha! Han Wei, you were only 20 million yesterday, but you suddenly became 100 million today? I don't believe it! If you have the ability, please give me the money first!" Jiang Rong said with a joke.

"That's Han Wei, who doesn't know that your father will give you a million in pocket money in a month, and you will have 100 million yuan? Have you ever seen 100 million yuan?" Another mocked.

Han Wei was a little panicked and turned around to look at He Sheng.

He Sheng took out his mobile phone and opened the bank APP on his mobile phone. He Sheng’s balance was displayed on the homepage.

He handed the phone to Han Wei. Han Wei took the phone and ran to Jiang Rong in two steps.

"Do you count 100 million by yourself?" Han Wei put the screen of his phone in front of Jiang Rong.

Jiang Rong smacked his lips, smiled disdainfully, and stared at the screen.

But after looking at it for a while, the smile on the corner of Jiang Rong's mouth froze. He swallowed, but his eyes did not move away from the screen of his phone, as if he was going to count it again.

"You... are you P pictures? When did your Han family become so rich?" Jiang Rong stared at Han Wei tightly.

"I said it! This is my elder brother's money! It's not my Han family's money!" After saying this, Han Wei smiled proudly, took the phone back, and walked in front of He Sheng.

Jiang Rong looked at He Sheng, curled his lips, and he asked, "Brother, where are you from? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"You don't have to worry about where I am! One hundred million, do you add it or not?" He Sheng looked at Jiang Rong with a smile.

Anyway, I don’t know where to spend the money in my hand for the time being, and He Sheng thinks this kind of thing is really interesting.

I have seen people who auctioned land and antiques. This is the first time He Sheng has seen a meal with a beauty in auction.

Of course, what He Sheng is more interested in is why Zhao Jingyue needs so much money?

"Damn! Are you trying to fight for wealth with me? OK! Isn't it just one hundred million? I'll pay one hundred million!" Jiang Rong said loudly.

"Two million." He Sheng smiled slightly.

Hearing this, Jiang Rong's eyes widened. When he saw He Sheng's playful smile, anger flashed in his eyes.

"Damn it! Boy, is there anyone who raised the price like this?"

"I have money, I'm happy." He Sheng said with his head raised.

"As soon as you can! Two hundred million, right? I'm two hundred million!"

"Three hundred million." He Sheng offered the price without thinking. After saying this, he smiled at Jiang Rong: "Young Master Jiang, if you still want to increase the price, I have to check the balance in your card, otherwise if you raise the price, I can't afford to play with you with one billion."

"Damn!" Jiang Rong was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He walked quickly towards He Sheng, pointed at He Sheng and scolded loudly: "Boy, do you dare to tell me about your origin?"

"I have no background." He Sheng spread his hands: "I'm just simply rich."

After saying this, He Sheng looked around and said arrogantly: "How about all of you gathered for Mr. Jiang and asked Mr. Jiang to increase the price!"

"I won't add it!" Jiang Rong shouted: "Boy, come on, isn't it 300 million? Transfer money! If you transfer money now, I will admit defeat!"

After saying this, Jiang Rong quickly took out his cell phone and found the transfer record he had given to Zhao Jingyue yesterday morning, which contained Zhao Jingyue's card number on it.

"This is her card number! I'll watch you turn!" Jiang Rong sneered: "Boy, I still want to pretend to compete with me, right? I want to see if you have the courage to spend 300 million to have lunch with her!"

He Sheng chuckled and took the phone from Jiang Rong.

Following the bank card number displayed on Jiang Rong's mobile phone, He Sheng started transferring money immediately without thinking.

Three hundred million, six transfers, He Sheng completed it in three minutes.

During the process, Zhao Jingyue's cell phone vibrated five times, all of which were the vibrating sounds of text messages.
Chapter completed!