"What you said seems to be reasonable." Liang Chen's expression seemed to be a little shaken.

"Brother, this is more than just a matter of reason. It's just a pie that falls from the sky. Only a fool will not do it. If I were in your current position, I had to agree. What else would hesitate! At that time, you will still gain my friendship, and my friendship represents the friendship of the Song family. Just say it, brother, I promise to do it for you. The money you earn in the future is guaranteed to be astronomical. This is much safer than taking unnecessary risks to grab this hydrangea that I don't know if I can grab, right? How different is it to be the son-in-law of the Lan family? If you agree and tell me your account, I will call now and transfer the money to your account within one minute. What's going on? Ten million, that's enough for you to spend your whole life." Song Mingyi beat the snake and followed the stick, and continued to lobby there with a clever tongue.

"Okay, my account is, 4369..." Liang Chen seemed to be really moved by him, made up his mind and looked up and said.

"No problem. Your account should be bound to your mobile phone, right? Don't worry, transfer the money will arrive soon." Song Mingyi laughed, took out his cell phone and dialed the phone, said a few words from the other side of the phone, and put down the phone. He continued to stare at the jar in Liang Chen's hand, with a look of greed on his face.

Liang Chen took another cell phone out of his pocket, but in less than a minute, the phone text message ringtone really rang. When he opened it, he found that ten million was really there.

"Haha, brother, believe me? Take it!" Song Mingyi looked at Liang Chen with surprise on his face, smiled proudly, and then rushed over and snatched the jar in Liang Chen's hand.

Liang Chen did not refuse, but just looked at Song Mingyi's figure that had already run away, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips, and suddenly he raised his breath and shouted loudly, "Brother Song, I wish you the first to climb the wooden tower."

His move was extremely insidious, and undoubtedly told everyone that Song Mingyi had already picked up the iron nails and was about to climb the tower.

"Do I depend on him..." Song Mingyi, who was running fast in his arms, was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. This kid was so damaged that he was clearly embroidering himself.

Sure enough, as soon as the shouting sound fell, the surroundings burst into flames. Then, they saw that more than a dozen families had thrown down the can in their hands and ran towards Song Mingyi like crazy.

Before Song Mingyi could run to the referee at the white line in front of the wooden tower, he was thrown directly to the ground by a family of aristocratic families, desperately snatching his jar.

Song Mingyi fought back, but more people rushed up. For a moment, hissing and screaming, howling ghosts and wolves were so loud that they were everywhere. The field was in chaos. A group of people began to beat Song Mingyi alone, just for the jar in his hand.

There is no way, there is an old saying that goes, "A common man is guilty of possessing a treasure." The jar that Song Mingyi is holding is no different from a Heshi Bi. It is natural that he is beaten and robbed.
Chapter completed!