"Top ten slaps me?"

Mr. Hao repeated it, obviously he didn't believe Qin Yan's words.

Although he was afraid of Qin Yan's strength, Hongjiang Group was in an economic crisis and could not even get a million. It was not so easy for Qin Yan to slap him in the face.

Mr. Hao spoke out his bank account and sneered: "Okay, slap for ten million in the face, give me 10 million in the face, and you can get ten slaps for you."

In his opinion, Qin Yan was simply talking big.

"no problem!"

But unexpectedly, Qin Yanhao agreed without hesitation.

The others were amazed, 100 million, which was a shocking gamble, but where did Qin Yan go to find 100 million?

He Xiuyun shook her head. She was watching Qin Yan grow up. She knew the most about her son's virtues. Although something was wrong with her meeting this time and her strength became stronger, she still did not change her arrogance.

Alas, Xiaoyan, when will you grow up?

Qin Yan took out his phone, dialed a number, and said directly: "Yazi, you can get 100 million to this account."

"knew!"

Han Yazi agreed readily, not even asking why.

Qin Yan reported Mr. Hao's bank account, hung up the phone, and said to Mr. Hao: "The amount is a bit large, the process should be slow. Wait a few more minutes, and I'll make up for ten slaps."

One minute!

Three minutes!

Five minutes!

Mr. Hao came with a text message on his phone. He picked it up and looked at it. His eyes widened in an instant, one zero, two zeros... I'll go, it's really a hundred million!

One hundred million!

Just a phone call, is it done? Is the strong wind blowing?

Mr. Hao wiped his eyes and confirmed it again. When he believed it completely, Qin Yan appeared in front of him and slapped him.

Bang!

Mr. Hao wailed, one meter above the ground, and his body fell heavily on the conference table like a parabola.

The others had been shocked and their heads were blank.

Qin Yan took out 100 million yuan just to slap ten times in the face. No matter how he looked, he felt that Mr. Hao had made a lot of money.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Hao got up from the conference table, trembling, half of his face swollen, Lao Gao coughed, vomited blood, and several teeth fell out.

He got off the table, thumped, fell to the ground, coughed a few times, and his legs were trembling.

Concussion!

The first slap in the face turned into a concussion, and there were nine left. Wouldn't it be a death?

Qin Yan walked over and raised his hand again. Before he could fall down, Mr. Hao whined, knelt down on the ground, kowtowed, and said in a loud voice: "Ah, spare me, I can't do it anymore, I'm dizzy, I want to vomit, I must have a concussion."

Hao always snot and tears, and his voice was miserable.

Qin Yan shook his head and said, "No, I've called you 100 million. Just for ten slaps, you asked me to spare you. Is it possible?"

When the others heard this, they swallowed and spitted. Yes, 100 million slapped ten times in the face. No matter how they looked, they thought Mr. Hao had made a profit.

Zhang Bo said enviously: "Mr. Hao, just be content. If I slap me ten million, I can make my brother Qin Yan go bankrupt. This is 100 million. Others can only envy you."

envious?

I envy your sister!

Mr. Hao wanted to die. If he had an ordinary slap in the face, it would be fine, but Qin Yan's strength was beyond his imagination. He would have half-deathed if he had hit ten consecutively. If he had to hit ten times, his head would probably be cracked.

Seeing Qin Yan taking action, Mr. Hao's face turned pale and exclaimed: "No, no, I'll pay back the money. I'll give you 90 million. The remaining nine slaps can't be allowed to be beaten."

As he said that, Mr. Hao kept kowtowing, his voice hoarse.

"No, no, no, how can I take back the money I gave you? Besides, our Hongjiang Group is not short of money. One hundred million is nothing. Even if you are beaten to death, your life will be exchanged for 100 million, and you will make a profit!"

After Qin Yan finished speaking, he slapped him again.

Mr. Hao flew up and fell down again, and the other half of his face swollen again, becoming a fat pig's head. He bent down and vomited seven or eight teeth, covered with blood.

"Get up, there are eight slaps in the face."

Qin Yan's voice sounded in Mr. Hao's ears, as if he was urging his life.

Mr. Hao was ashamed and lay straight on the ground, refusing to get up.

Qin Yan sneered repeatedly, walked over, picked him up, pressed him on the conference table, raised his hand, and continued to twitch.

Mr. Hao was like crazy and shouted: "Ah, kill someone, help me, don't beat me, I will pay back the money, I will give you 100 million, and I will give you another 10 million. Please don't beat me, I can't stand it."

As he said that, he begged and vomited several mouthfuls of blood.

"Ten million?"

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Haha, you really have the nerve to take it out."

When Mr. Hao heard this, he widened his eyes and said quickly: "No, no, not ten million, fifty million."

Fifty million?

Qin Yan shook his head and said, "I don't need it."

Mr. Hao swallowed and spitted, knowing that he had fallen today. If Qin Yan continued to fight, he would definitely be dead.

"One hundred million, I'll give you one hundred million, and another one hundred million. Please let me go. If you continue to fight, it will really be dead."

Two hundred million?

The others were shocked and could no longer speak.

I slapped twice in the face and got 200 million yuan. It's so profitable!

Qin Yan put down his hand and chuckled, "Okay, for the sake of 100 million, I reluctantly agreed."

"Thank you, thank you very much, I'll make money now."

Mr. Hao got up, asked Qin Yan's bank account clearly, took out his cell phone, and was about to call him tremblingly.

"Don't be anxious first."

Qin Yan asked: "How many millions can your Tianyuan Group be worth?"

Mr. Hao was stunned for a moment and didn't understand what Qin Yan wanted to do. He thought about it and answered truthfully.

"At least three hundred million!"

Qin Yan frowned and did not believe the other party's words.

He looked at He Xiuyun, who looked at him at a loss. She stared at Qin Yan, and the shock in her heart was like a storm. She never expected that her son was so powerful.

waste?

cowardice?

If you can't do your studies or do business, you will be useless in any case.

But now, what did she see?

Qin Yan's every move was full of confidence, domineering actions, sharp words, and a strong aura.

A tiger father has no dog son!

Bojiang, our son is finally making a fortune!

Reassuring!

Happy!

She felt Qin Yan's gaze and said, "Xiaoyan, Tianyuan Group is mainly a coal mine industry, with a value of 300 million yuan, but this includes some real estate, but it is also worth this price."

Because Hongjiang Group has three major industries, namely coal mines, jewelry and real estate, Mr. Hao took advantage of the economic crisis of Hongjiang Group and wanted to come and acquire them because he was attracted by Hongjiang Group's coal mine industry, which could bring them great benefits.

Qin Yan nodded and looked at Mr. Hao and said, "You owe me 200 million now. I will take out another 100 million to acquire your Tianyuan Group, how about it?"

The words fell.

Mr. Hao made a clever move. He came to acquire Hongjiang Group. Why did it make a big reversal? Hongjiang Group actually wants to acquire his Tianyuan Group.

Qin Yan continued: "Mr. Hao, you'd better think clearly. Your actions have touched my bottom line. They are forcing me to rob me. If you want to buy Hongjiang Group for 10 million, aren't you the ones who have too many subordinates?"

"I took out 300 million yuan, which is the wealth of your Tianyuan Group. Compared with your treacherous behavior, I have the greatest sincerity."

"I'll give you ten minutes, let's discuss it."

Qin Yan was not in a hurry. In this situation, whoever has the biggest fist is the King of Heaven.

Mr. Hao came here this time, not only brought his subordinates, but also several senior executives of the company, especially the charming woman, who was his personal secretary and often gave advice.

After some discussion.

Mr. Hao shook his head and said, "No, no, our Tianyuan Group specializes in mining. Our sales channels and connections in this area are much better than your Hongjiang Group. We agree that you will invest in shares or cooperate, but if you buy us, you will definitely be poor in management and lead to losses."

Mr. Hao was careful, for fear of annoying Qin Yan.

What he said caused others to nod, and even He Xiuyun frowned because Mr. Hao was telling the truth. In terms of mining, Hongjiang Group is indeed not as good as Tianyuan Group.

But unexpectedly, Qin Yan sneered: "Just relying on your Tianyuan Group, how dare you compare your connections with our Hongjiang Group?"

"I don't agree, right? OK, today I'll convince you."
Chapter completed!