"He came to my door himself to borrow money, and the interest rate he offered was even higher than that of the bank."
Losang was stunned. He glanced at his uncle and asked with a smile, "How much money did you borrow from Dad back then, Uncle?"
Everyone was very curious, and they all stared at Old Huo.
"One hundred million."
After Comrade Huo finished speaking, everyone fell silent.
Zhou Huishan looked at Old Huo: "Grandpa Huo, you're not mistaken, are you? You didn't say ten million as one hundred million?"
“It’s one hundred million,” Si Qingyun said with a smile. “Your Grandpa Huo is not mistaken about that.”
Si Qingyun also recalled this incident. When she looked at Zhou Shunian, her eyes became even more loving. She liked such a smart and daring young man: "He came to your door with a fruit basket and took away 100 million yuan from your Grandpa Huo."
"Your Grandpa Huo doesn't want interest, but he wants 60% of the profit he earns from this 100 million."
Zhou Shunian also recalled what happened back then, smiled, and said, "I was young and arrogant back then, thinking I was invincible. I hope Uncle Huo won't laugh at me."
When Uncle Huo made this request back then, he agreed without much thought.
Actually, he made the profit; the initial investment of 100 million yuan came from the Huo family.
There was no other choice at the time; if they won, it would be a win-win situation for both him and Uncle Huo.
Even if he loses, he is confident that he has the ability to repay the 100 million.
Zhou Jingtian only knew that his uncle was very capable, starting from scratch and building a business empire without using a single penny of his family's money.
I never knew the Huo family was involved.
He looked at his uncle and asked, "You, how much did you make from that 100 million back then?"
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