The girl ordered the Young’s group three times.
Whether it’s a girl or a middle-aged man or Zhong Yingtian nodded to Yang Wen.
"You, sir?" The girl walked up to Wei Ning and motioned for him to donate money.
"I … I …" Wei Ning face is extremely ugly.
Although he is the successor of Ning’s regiment, it is not him who controls the economy.
Even his personal cash is less than 10 million.
How dare he donate without tens of millions?
"Ning Gong, why don’t you want to pay this time?"
"That is, if you look at the Young’s group, it will cost you 300 million yuan. Your Ning’s group is not weaker than the Young’s group, and you have to get 200 million yuan to get it, right?"
There are many speakers around.
They’ve already bled. How can we keep this god of wealth from bleeding?
"I … NingShi group money don’t belong to me" Wei Ning say that finish face a red nod.
"That doesn’t require you to write down the number of donations. Then we will naturally have a way to get the money from your group," the girl said with a smile.
"This ….." Wei Ning froze and never thought that there would be this trick.
"Wait for me …"
Ning Hui was about to take out her mobile phone to make a phone call when Mu Hai came over. "Ning Gong can’t be the heir of Ning’s regiment after this."
You!’ Wei Ning looked resentful and stared at Muhai intensely.
A mass of magic thoughts formed from his head and rushed to Muhai Dantian.
"You what you? You’re not a fake heir, are you? I think the real heir must be your eldest brother! " Muhai smiled and shook his head.
"You fart! Ok, I will donate it to you! "
Ning Wei gritted her teeth and wrote 200 million yuan on the tablet.
"Yeah …" Muhai shook his head when he saw it. "An heir to the Ning’s regiment should donate 200 million yuan. If I have to surpass Yang’s regiment anyway, where else will my face go?"
Mu Hai’s somewhat ironic remarks made Wei Ning look very ugly.
There are not a few people who echo Muhai around.
It is the first time that Wei Ning has been despised by so many people.
"Well, I’ll show you if I’m the real heir!"
After that, Wei Ning changed 2 to 4, and then pressed OK to sign his name by hand print.
"Ning Gong deserves to be the heir of Ning’s regiment, and it is 400 million!"
"Yes, Ning Gong was generous and let me wait for shame!"
Hearing all the flattery around, Wei Ning held his head high and looked proud.
However, the girl, middle-aged man and Zhong Yingtian cast their grateful eyes on Muhai.
In this way, the girls walked over one by one, but all the groups and companies donated money, even individuals were no exception.
Individuals who donate as much as ten million and as little as ten million are also ten thousand.
The only one who didn’t donate money left Muhai.