Asked you to write a book, not to confess your criminal record!

Lin Chuan did not hold a negative attitude and calmly replied, "You're right."

There was a coffee table between them.

Yu Keke gave a light smile.

Hearing Lin Chuan's voice of agreement, she stood up and walked to her desk, took a card out of the first drawer on the right, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan's eyebrows sank for a moment, then he looked up at Yu Keke and asked with a smile, "Keke, what is this?"

"This is ten billion prepared for you by my foreign bank."

Yu Keke's gaze fell on Lin Chuan's face, her smile gentle, giving off a kind feeling.

Lin Chuan's heart trembled.

Damn it, ten billion!

A sheer ten billion is too abstract a concept for many people, too far-fetched.

By the standards of web novels.

In the web novel circle, a monthly income of a hundred thousand is definitely top-tier.

Assuming a big shot consistently makes a hundred thousand a month, without taking other factors into account, it would take him ten thousand months to earn ten billion.

That's 833 years.

Meaning, starting from 1191 (the second year of Shaoxi in the Southern Song Dynasty), and earning until now.

Writing web novels, even if you're 'making a killing,' you won't earn ten billion.

No wonder there's a line in TV shows: Ten billion, oh ten billion, enough to last a lifetime without running out.

One has to admit, the Morgan Group really knows how to spend money!

Inside the MPV parked outside Anzhou Pharmaceutical, the people listening to the conversation also couldn't help but be startled.

This temptation made them gasp in shock.

For five hundred yuan on Pinduoduo, you could get several hundred million people to frantically slash prices.

Those ten billion, it seems like no one could resist it!

"Lin Chuan is a noble person, a pure person, someone with morals, someone who has risen above low-level tastes, someone beneficial to the people, I believe him..." Inside the car, Zhang Biao coughed lightly.

However, before he could finish, Lin Chuan's voice came through the listening device: "Ten billion, for me?"

There was shock all over Lin Chuan's tone.

Even, one could hear that he was somewhat reluctant to make an effort anymore.

"Uh..."

In the MPV, several people looked at each other.

"Of course," said Yu Keke, with a light smile and a gentle nod, in the general manager's office of Anzhou Pharmaceutical.

"Ten billion, eh, life would be set without any more effort," Lin Chuan sighed deeply.

"If you want, there could be even more!" Yu Keke blinked.

Lin Chuan paused to gather his thoughts, then looked at Yu Keke and asked, "Can pharmacy manufacturing really make so much?"

"Pharmacy manufacturing is indeed a profiteering industry," Yu Keke laughed and said.

Lin Chuan then asked, "Keke, as far as I know, the entire valuation of Anzhou Pharmaceutical isn't even ten billion."

"That's just the business on the surface," Yu Keke smiled and said.

"Anzhou Pharmaceutical has industries behind the scenes too?" Lin Chuan feigned surprise and asked with a laugh.

"Of course, if you join us, not to mention ten billion, a hundred billion is easily within reach. Power, status, beautiful women, everything you could want, and you can do any interesting thing you like," Yu Keke said in an enticing tone.

Lin Chuan thought she could go compete as an orator.

However, Lin Chuan chuckled: "You should know, every way to make big money is written about in the criminal law."

"How will you know if you don't try?" Yu Keke winked and laughed.

"Forget it, forget it."

Lin Chuan waved his hand, "There's something you're right about, there are some things you might not be interested in, but you can't be without them, like... a conscience."

Suddenly!

Keke's eyebrows tightened, "Are you refusing?"

"What do you think?"

Chuan's face was smiling as he retorted.

Keke's face turned cold, and without knowing when, a walkie-talkie appeared in her hand. She spoke into the walkie-talkie, "Come in."

Her voice was very cold, a world away from the gentle, refreshing tone she had when Chuan first met her.

When Chuan looked at Keke again, he found her aura had changed from 'Little Dragon Girl' to 'Li Mochou' in an instant.

At the same time.

The door to the general manager's office suddenly opened, and several burly men poured in!

One, two, three, four... Chuan leaned back and counted the number of men entering.

——A full six!

All of these men were exceptionally tall and strong, their bodies covered in bulky muscles, their skin rough, hands full of calluses.

Among them, two had knuckles covered with thick calluses from punching.

Punch calluses don't signify the level of martial arts skills.

But who would ignore a heavyweight with hands full of punch calluses?

An ordinary person getting hit by one punch might end up reporting directly to the King of Hell.

"Now, do you want to reconsider seriously?"

Outnumbered and oppressive, Keke's face bore a confident smile as she asked.

Chuan glanced at Keke and the six heavyweights, calm and composed, and asked, "Keke, do you have a cigar?"

"What do you want a cigar for?" Keke frowned and asked.

"In situations like this, the big shots are usually smoking cigars while waiting for the explosion," Chuan joked.

"Writer Lin, this isn't the world of your novels. Now, you have only two choices in front of you."

"Which two?"

"One, leave with me. Two, disappear from this world," Keke said indifferently.

"Is the clock in your office accurate?"

Chuan glanced at the clock on the wall and suddenly asked a seemingly irrelevant question.

Keke's eyebrows tightened, "Yes."

Chuan leaned forward and asked with a smile, "Keke, if I tell you I know divination, would you believe me?"

"Are you playing the fool?"

Keke found Chuan's words utterly baffling.

"Keke, I predict that in five seconds, you will receive a phone call. Five, four, three..." Chuan even began to count down seriously.

"What are you doing?"

Keke's mind was starting to blur.

Chuan's behavior, while seemingly confident, was erratic and crazy, resembling someone 'texting gibberish.'

Crazy, crazy!
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"Two, one!"

Unexpectedly, Chuan finished the countdown!

Ring ring ring——

Keke's phone on the desk actually began to ring.

The caller ID showed: Lucas.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately answered the call, "Lucas, what's up?"

"Trouble, evacuate immediately!"

On the phone was the urgent voice of Lucas.

Keke's pupils shrank suddenly, and she quickly turned her head to look at Chuan!