Hua Qingcheng thought for a moment and then said, "50,000?"

Jiang Yunting: "More."

Hua Qingcheng: "500,000?"

Jiang Yunting: "More."

Hua Qingcheng: "Could it be 5 million?"

Jiang Yunting: "More."

"Ah, can't it be 50 million?" Hua Qingcheng said in astonishment.

"Ahem, it's 60 million." Jiang Yunting corrected.

"Sixty...sixty million?" Hua Qingcheng's mind went blank, and countless dazzling fireworks seemed to bloom in her ears. At this moment, Jiang Yunting's voice sounded like the sound of nature to her.

Jiang Yunting, who had seen Hua Qingcheng's astonishment, suppressed the upward curve of his lips. In fact, the army had given him 20 million yuan, and he had transferred the other 40 million yuan from his own account.

If Jiang Yunting wasn't afraid of scaring this woman, he wouldn't mind just giving her a few hundred million...

"So... do you still want to continue to be a caregiver for Old Madam Chu?" Jiang Yunting scratched Hua Qingcheng's nose lightly, with a faint smile on his lips.

"You little brat! I knew you had bad intentions. Turns out you wanted to kidnap my daughter!" Just as Jiang Yunting was talking to Hua Qingcheng, he was suddenly hit on the back of his head.

I saw that Old Lady Chu, who was originally sitting in a wheelchair, had stood up at some point and slapped Jiang Yunting on the head with her hand in annoyance.

Jiang Yunting glanced sideways and immediately saw the angry face of Old Lady Chu.

"Nannan, grandma has a lot of money too. If you come to see me every day, I can give you my tens of billions of savings and 30% of the shares of Feng Group!" Old Lady Feng pulled Hua Qingcheng to her side and said domineeringly. As she spoke, she looked at Jiang Yunting provocatively.

"Can't!"

Before Hua Qingcheng could say anything, a figure with long wavy hair, big earrings and a one-shoulder white dress hurried to the cafeteria door.