"How much?" Yu Sheng couldn't believe what he heard and asked again.
Jin Fucheng answered while eating fried noodles: "Several billion! It just takes so much to do business. If you don't have enough, lend me hundreds of millions."
"I…" Yu Sheng gasped and his canthus twitched--Jin was precisely a wealthy childe, directly asking for several billion RMB. Yu Sheng pointed at Shi Hu and said: "Do you think we can sell him for hundreds of millions RMB?"
Shi Hu glanced at them and said while gobbling: "Hundreds of millions RMB? When can we save that much? My monthly salary is just 10,000 RMB, so how many year shall I work?"
Jin Fucheng gave Shi Hu a contemptuous look and said to them with distain: "You don't even have hundreds of millions, do you? What the hell! But how do you have the nerve to propose at the Luo family?"
"Hey! You're poorer than us now!" Yu Sheng was speechless.
Jin Fucheng knocked at his forehead and sighed: "A man without money is no man at all. Previously, my pocket money was more than a billion RMB per month, but now…"
Cough!
Comparisons are odious; Yu Sheng, who was eating, almost choked to death.
But now that Jin Fucheng had left the Jin family, he would be cut off financially.
Yu Sheng asked Jin Fucheng after contemplation: "We want a salesman, so how about starting up business with us?"
"Salesman? It's fine. How much can I earn for a month? Considering you're not so rich, tens of millions RMB will be enough."
Yu Sheng was completely speechless. He glared at Jin Fucheng: "Do you think money is paper? At most 10,000 per month, with meals and accommodation included."
"It's good enough!"
Shi Hu's table manners were exaggerated and embarrassing, as if he was being ill-treated.
"10,000 RMB!" Jin Fucheng was speechless. "No way! 10,000 RMB cannot even buy me an abalone!"
An abalone was worth more than 10,000 RMB? What kind of abalone do you eat? Was there any abalone so large?
"Do it or not?" Yu Sheng was speechless.
Jin Fucheng frowned but answered after contemplation: "Of course I'll do it—at least it provides meals. Boss, three bowls of beef offal, please…"
The two foodies made Yu Sheng embarrassed, wondering whether they wanted to store energy of the winter.
Owner of the stall was stunned—who were these three persons? They ate so much!
Yu Sheng was upset and sighed in mind: "Enormous appetite! Cost me 7,000 to 8,000 RMB at a breakfast stall!"
As a boss, what he should do first was to find a store and open the business; the store name, Evil Star Store, had been spread.
The reason why Yu Sheng named his store Evil Star Store was because there were the words--Evil Star at the back of the System, which was also Yu Sheng's biggest discovery when getting along with the System.
"What? 30,000 per month for renting this shabby store? Damn it! There is even no passerby." Jin Fucheng swore on an alley, while Shi Hu directly broke the baseball bat in his hands and yelled: "We offer 100,000 RMB to buy this store!"
"100,000 RMB?" The stall owner trembled and said with fear: "Are you robbing?"