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Chapter 1, I don't want to inherit(2/2)

Xu Rongke ignored it and pointed at Liu Hao's nose and cursed: "My surname is Liu, if you lend this money today, I will break up with you! Don't get married!"

Seeing that they were about to fight, Chen Ping put the card on the table, stood up and nodded and apologized: "Sorry, that mouse, next time I go to have your wedding banquet, I'll leave first."

"No gift!" Xu Rong said coldly.

Before Liu Hao could catch up, Chen Ping ran out of the rental house.

Behind him, there was a slamming sound of the door closing, followed by the quarrel between Xu Rong and Liu Hao.

Walking on the street, Chen Ping squatted on the ground, holding his cell phone and smoking a cigarette, not knowing what he was thinking.

Poverty is the original sin, and it is hard to move without money.

As if he made a decision, Chen Ping dialed a number he had never dialed in the past seven years.

The phone is on.

"Hey, Master, is it you? You call me." The voice on the other end of the phone was very excited, with a sense of vicissitudes, and even vaguely crying.

Chen Ping sighed helplessly and said, "Old Qiao, I'm short of money. Can I transfer a hundred thousand yuan for me?"

"Hey, young master, what are you saying? Don't say 100,000 yuan, I will transfer it to you even if you want 100 million yuan."

The old man on the other end of the phone was very excited the first second, but in the next second, he felt a little embarrassed: "But young master, according to the agreement between you and the master, if you want to use the family's money and relationships, you need to come back to inherit the family industry. Why don't you come to the company and let's talk?"

Chen Ping pondered a little and said, "Okay, I'll go there."

"Oh, okay, young master, I'll send someone to send a car to pick you up!" Old Qiao said excitedly.

"No need, I'll just go there myself." Chen Pingdao, and then suddenly asked: "By the way, which company?"

"Shengding Group, I'm waiting for you in the board of directors." Old Dao Qiao.

Chen Ping hung up the phone and looked at the endless crowd in front of him.

Well, it’s a showdown, I, Chen Ping, are actually the top rich second generation!

The whole family has assets all over the world, and about 70 industries belong to their own.

In the past seven years, Chen Ping came out to escape the inheritance of his family and experienced the lives of ordinary people.

But today, he compromised with reality.

If you don’t work hard and have no money, you have to go back and inherit trillions of dollars of property.

Soon, Chen Ping rode an electric bike to Shengding Group Building.

This is a building more than 300 meters high, ranking seventh among the world's top 500 companies!

Of course, the top 500 companies in the world are all run by the Chen family themselves or invested in shares.

As soon as he entered the hall, Chen Ping was stopped by a coquettish cry.

"Hey, who are you? Who asked you to rush in? Go out and go out, don't come in! Call and ask someone to come down to get it!"

A beautiful woman wearing a black professional dress blocked Chen Ping's way and scolded her.

This woman looks very majestic, her figure is full of sexy sensuality, and her long ivory white legs are even more passionate.

"What are you looking at? Is it disgusting? Hooligan! Get out for me quickly!"
Chapter completed!
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