Snap, snap—
Village Chief Zhang dropped his cup and tea spread all over the floor.
As for him, his face was filled with shock and he was dazed and confused.
He must have heard it right.
Not 200 million, but a full 2 billion!
Directly receive the full payment for the entire project!
Even if you are rich, this is too big and too thick!
How heroic this is.
The one trillion ghost money project has not even been underway for a month.
Just pay off the 2 billion first.
If the engineering teams and contractors outside could meet such a party A, they would probably cry tears of gratitude.
Director Zhuang, who was holding the cup, almost lost his grip on it.
He knew that Boss Lin had a strong background, otherwise he would not have invested 2 billion in 1 trillion in ghost money.
But unexpectedly, I underestimated it by a lot.
In general, there is not such a large amount of funds to settle all the payments in the early stage of the project.
He is really a great man.
What a pity...
Boss Lin has no interest in investing in other industries except ghost money.
However, this ghost money project in the sunset industry is not the right way and has no future.
After thinking about it, he let out a barely perceptible sigh.
No one present noticed this tiny movement, but Lin Fan saw it all.
Before his rebirth, he had been able to stay in the doomsday world for so many years, so his observation skills were naturally beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Just happened.
I originally wanted to talk to Village Chief Zhang about expanding the scale, but it would be much easier if Director Zhuang could take the lead.
So he coughed softly to interrupt the excitement of the two uncles and said, "I have received the money, so I want to talk about business."
"Boss Lin, you say."
Village chief Zhang and the old treasurer suppressed their excitement and calmed down.
Director Zhuang next to him also pricked up his ears and was about to gossip, but found that Lin Fan was also looking at him.
"Although I don't plan to invest in the town, I want to expand the scale of ghost money."
Lin Fan paused, then held up his two open palms, his ten fingers aligned neatly, "My demand for ghost money has increased to... 10 trillion!"
"Ten trillion!?"
Village chief Zhang almost bit his tongue.
When Director Zhuang heard this, the first thing that came to his mind was the amount of funds required for this demand.
In other words...
"Twenty billion! Are you sure... this is twenty billion!"
"I'm sure."
Lin Fan responded in the affirmative.
Director Zhuang's eyes turned red.
This is a full 20 billion, even if it is not sustainable and cannot bring sustained economic effects to the town.
But with 20 billion spent, how much will it cost just to collect taxes?!
Screw the right path, screw the future of the industry!
Money is king!
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