24 Chapter 24 (Additional
◎2.5 billion, I'll save you◎
Looking at the two people standing stiffly beside him, Qianyang tilted his head.
Yang Mao and Yang Mao were both stunned and despairing.
"What's wrong?" Qianyang asked suspiciously.
【……】
[Damn it! Our anchor just came down from the mountain and doesn't know the exchange rate.]
I can't bear to tell her the truth.
[Oh my god... I might never earn 290 million RMB in several lifetimes, 290 million US dollars... maybe I should just reincarnate!]
Yang Mao's face was ashen, his throat felt like it was blocked by a stone, and he spoke with difficulty: "One US dollar is equal to 7.2152 RMB."
Qianyang was slightly stunned, his face showing confusion. "No, it's different?"
Yang Mao took a deep breath and said, "290 million US dollars is approximately equivalent to 2.1 billion RMB."
Qianyang was suddenly stunned by this huge number.
2.1 billion RMB... Her five-year contract fee is only 57 million RMB. She will never be able to pay it back even if she doesn't eat or drink for the rest of her life!
Oh my god.
【pity. 】
What the hell is this? It's worth 2.1 billion RMB?
【Ahhhhhh, it's hard to say what the items at the auction will cost.】
Qianyang gradually realized how incredible this huge amount of compensation was for her.
Why would Song Yunli lend her such a valuable item?!
No, that's not right. Why couldn't she be more careful when borrowing something from someone else?
Twenty-one billion... How can I compensate for this amount of money?
"Disciple..." Qian Yang looked at Yang Mao, tears in his eyes. "What should I do?"
With so much money, even if I sell the three of them, I still can’t afford the compensation!
"Master..." Yang Mao's face was pale, his lips trembling. "Don't worry, we'll bear it together... It's just 2.1 billion. I, I, I believe we can definitely pay it back..."
Yang Mao's voice began to tremble.
Yang Wei's body was shaking like a sieve. 2.1 billion RMB for a bow and arrow, let alone seeing it with his own eyes, he had never even heard of bragging about it.
"Master Qianyang, you saved my brother. We will definitely get through this difficult time with you."
A friend in need is a friend indeed.
[With all due respect, your two roles are like my assets combined with those of a certain cloud and a certain Huateng to make me the richest man in Asia.]
[No, do you really believe that bow is worth 2.1 billion?]
[Will the anchor be cheated? 】
“Dongdong——”
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
"Master Qianyang, Mr. Song has sent the receipt and appraisal certificate over. Please take them back with you."
Qianyang: “…”
"Alas." Qian Yang sighed and muttered, "It seems that fate has already determined that Song Yunli and I... are destined to be together."
Yang Mao: “?”
Yang Wei: “???”
【???】
[Anchor, are you finally crazy? ]
[It turns out that when a person is under too much pressure, he or she can really go crazy in an instant.]
[Tonic! There's still a chance, the anchor is going crazy for tonic!]
[…Damn, that billionaire Chairman Song? Damn it! He can really afford a $290 million antique.]
Qianyang remained silent.
Although she vaguely felt that Song Yunli had an indissoluble bond with her.
Ah... Of course it's not just because they have a good eye for each other.
However, she has no plans at the moment.
Although he was good-looking, had a good figure, good temperament, came from a wealthy family, and died young, Qian Yang still did not intend to have anything to do with him. After all, if Song Yunli did something that was against the will of heaven, she would never help him.
That night, Qianyang and the other two returned home.
After this happened, they decided to move into a new house immediately and temporarily stopped live streaming.
After that, Qian Yang told them not to worry, as he had already thought of a countermeasure.
After moving to the new house, Qianyang took the initiative to contact Song Yunli and asked him to meet.
Song Yunli did not refuse, but told her that his schedule for the day was very full and he was only free from 6 to 7:30 in the evening.
Qianyang agreed and asked him for the address. She went there alone early in the morning on a busy commercial street.
During this period, she started live streaming and mixed up the duration.
[Hmm? Outdoor live broadcast today?]
[The anchor hasn't been live streaming much these days. I'm so bored. ]
What are you doing now?
Qian Yang said: "I'm taking a walk outside. I don't have much live content today, so I'll chat with you all and make up for it."
[You're so blatant about messing up the time! ]
[Aren't you afraid that Qing Ning will deduct your perfect attendance? ]
[By the way, where have these two senior brothers been? He hasn't been seen since returning from the Deep Forest Residence.]
【I haven't seen him for a long time, I'm still a little uncomfortable. 】
"He's been working lately and doesn't get off until 5:30."
【Um? ? 】
【Big Brother, have you found a job? 】
[Wow! Congratulations!]
[Where's your sister? It seems she moved in with you guys.]
Qian Yang said helplessly: "She has a day off today and is working part-time at the bakery."
"They seemed to think I was going bankrupt and were trying to earn more money to help me share the burden, even though I had already told them they didn't need to worry about compensation."
[Oh...I almost forgot about the compensation.]
[Anchor, have you found a way to make money? ]
[Don't do anything illegal! Otherwise I will definitely report you! ]
[Who on earth could easily raise 2.1 billion these days?]
[Criminal suspect.]
【……Thank you. 】
Qianyang looked at the time. It was already half past five. In half an hour it would be the time she and Song Yunli had agreed to meet.
Qianyang muttered, "It should be fine."
It was six o'clock in the evening. Qianyang ended the live broadcast and sat in the cafe waiting.
Not long after, a man in a royal blue suit came across the street.
His appearance was so conspicuous that passers-by couldn't help but observe him out of the corner of their eyes. However, he seemed to be detached from the environment, with a layer of indifference always in his eyes, as if he didn't take anyone seriously.
The door of the coffee shop was pushed open, and Song Yunli walked straight towards him.
Qianyang chose a seat in a corner by the window. The space was cramped, so Song Yunli pulled out a chair and sat down. His two long legs, which had nowhere to put, were bent against the table legs, and his posture looked uncomfortable.
He tugged at his tie with his slender fingers, looked at Qianyang, and said, "I don't have much time. If you have anything to say, please tell me directly."
"Oh...oh." Qianyang was a little dazed and reluctantly moved his eyes away from his face.
The table in the cafe was not big, and the two of them sat facing each other. It was the first time that Qianyang felt the beauty attack so clearly and intuitively.
In the coffee shop, one of them was dressed like an upper-class elite, and the other was dressed like a Taoist priest who had just come down from the mountains. It was a very strange combination, and many customers secretly cast curious glances at them.
"Mr. Song, do you believe in fate?" Qian Yang asked.
Song Yunli looked at the steaming coffee cup on the table, his eyebrows and eyes covered by a thin layer of smoke, like the dark blue in a landscape painting.
The next moment, he raised his eyes and looked straight at Qianyang.
"...What?" Song Yunli asked.
Qianyang felt that he heard some inexplicable chuckle in his voice.
Song Yunli bent his legs, and his thighs tightened the fabric of his suit pants, as if he could feel the tight muscles on his body.
Song Yunli's appearance is difficult to tell whether he is a man or a woman. His figure is not the frail and thin type. Apart from his overly handsome face, his body is actually more muscular than that of an ordinary man.
This is the typical case of looking thin when dressed and having muscular body when undressed.
Qianyang felt that what he was going to say next was no different from what a lecher who casually harassed decent women on the street would say.
"You may not believe this, but we are very compatible. Maybe in a few years, our relationship will become very close."
"puff……"
At this moment, a sneer came from the side. It was an unfamiliar guest.
Are there still people who pick up girls this way these days?
There was no change in Song Yunli's expression, neither sarcasm or mockery, nor happiness or joy.
To be precise, Qianyang's words were like a stone thrown into the abyss, without any echo.
Song Yunli lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, Song Yunli said calmly, "Really? What a pity! I probably won't live past next year."
He really knew his situation very well.
Qian Yang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised two fingers towards him and said, "Two and a half billion, I'll save you!"
The amount was neither more nor less, exactly 400 million more than her compensation.
Song Yunli paused and looked at her meaningfully, "You want to save me?"
"Yes." Qianyang nodded solemnly, "But there are conditions."
Song Yunli pursed his lips, as if thinking about something, "Tell me about it."
"If you do something that harms the world, I can only help you extend your life for a few years, and there is a high probability that you will suffer retribution and die a miserable death, and never be a human in the next life."
Best of all, he didn't do those things.
However, after hearing her words, Song Yunli laughed instead.
"Two and a half billion in exchange for a few years of life?" Song Yunli's lips curled up, his smile inexplicably cold. "It's worth it."
Qianyang was slightly stunned, "What?"
In fact, she was already prepared for the other party to bargain.
I have even lowered it to 2.1 billion in my mind.
I didn't expect him to agree so easily?
"I don't need you to save me, I just need these few years." Song Yunli said.
This person doesn't want to survive.
Then why...
Qianyang frowned. He had already dug up nineteen of his family's ancestral graves. Wasn't that enough? Would it take him several more years to complete what he wanted to do?
Why on earth did he do this?
"What exactly are you going to do?" Qian Yang asked doubtfully.
Song Yunli obviously wouldn't answer her. He simply said, "Master Qianyang, I agree to your terms and will deliver the item to you tomorrow. You must also fulfill your promise and extend my life."
"good."
Anyway, a troublesome problem has been solved. Qianyang can know about his affairs or not.
Moreover, at least so far, Song Yunli's hands have never been stained with human blood.
His actions...are most likely related to those dead people.
【Author’s words】
[Chin in hand] I didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so intense, so I temporarily overdrew one chapter and will save it for tomorrow. I hope everyone feels better.
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