"This is not easy to deal with." Song Che turned his head and said to Geng Weihua: "How many millions do you have in your card?"

"More than three hundred million." Geng Weihua hesitated: "But now, it's probably not working."

Not to mention so late, even in broad daylight, you have to make an appointment in advance to complete a bank transfer of over 100 million yuan.

"No need to transfer, you still owe us some compensation?" Song Che pointed to Professor Shang and others and said, "Didn't you say that you have to accompany you to search for treasures. Regardless of whether you have any gains or not, you will be rewarded with 50 million yuan."

Geng Weihua was stunned for a moment, but when she met Song Che's cunning look, she immediately understood and said, "That's right, after the trade fair tonight, I will give each of you 50 million yuan."

"You have 300 million yuan on hand, so I will give you 50 million yuan to the four of them first. As for the rewards of Zhu Xie and I, you can give it later. Fortunately, we have to make up the money in the two of us cards, which should be enough for a small goal. After all, we have to leave 100 million yuan for you to be qualified to enter." Song Che proposed a very nonsensical plan.

Geng Weihua's eyes lit up and he nodded: "Okay, I'll send each of you an IOU of 50 million."

Manager Feng was also amused and turned his head to ask the staff: "Then if we operate like this, we are all qualified to enter, right?"

"...Well, sorry, I'm sorry, I've never handled a similar situation." The staff was also confused by this slutty operation.

"What do you mean? We have done it according to your requirements, and you are sloppy and deliberately making things difficult for us?" Zhu Xie said impatiently.

"No, I did this according to the instructions above... Otherwise, I would like to contact the boss and the others now, please wait." The staff defended.

Zhu Xie wanted to question again, but Song Che stopped him and whispered: "It's not the time to turn against you."

"We just think they set this rule specifically for us." Zhu Xie said angrily.

"I'm thinking too much, young man, you are not qualified enough." At this time, a majestic voice came from the tent.

A bald fat man slowly walked out, wearing a high-quality silk jacket and playing with two walnuts. His appearance seemed to be Maitreya Buddha, but he revealed a sense of hostility.

"Second Master." The staff member hurriedly bowed and greeted.

Manager Feng also hurriedly greeted: "Second Master, I'm sorry, I've disturbed you."

The second master didn't even look at Manager Feng, his eyes swept across everyone one by one, and he froze on Song Che's little white face, and said, "You are the doctor named Song Che, right?"

Song Che's heart moved and he became alert.
Chapter completed!