Love You for the Rest of My Life novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Chapter 392: Er Gou Zi’s Refusal

The astonishment on Er Gouzi’s face transitioned into shock. He had no understanding of company shares, but he understood what was being proposed. That once his throat was healed, he could peacefully settle in the city, even buy his own house, and begin a new life here.

What tremendous temptation!

Er Gouzi was completely taken aback and was unable to utter a single word. He had only saved a person incidentally.

Truth be told, he would have saved anyone in that situation!

However, he had never expected that saving a man could bring such a reward. For him, just healing his throat was already a tremendous gift.

After Di Mingjue finished speaking, he slid the document on the table forward and calmly said, "Once you press your handprint here, this contract will be effective."

Er Gouzi stared at the document on the table in disbelief. He couldn’t read, but he trusted Di Mingjue’s words.

At this time, Lan Feng stepped forward, picked up the document, and gave Er Gouzi a more thorough explanation. "Every year, Boss’s companies earn a net profit of around 50 billion. After you press your handprint, you will receive an annual income of 5 billion. You can go to school, start a business, or do nothing at all. As long as our Boss is in business, you will never worry about life expenses, it’s like being a minor rich man."

While explaining, Lan Feng put the document in Er Gouzi’s hands and handed him the ink pad.

Five billion? Er Gouzi’s eyes were filled with bewilderment; he had no concept of money and didn’t know how much five billion actually was.

But he understood the meaning of Lan Feng’s words.

He lifted his head to look at Di Mingjue, his eyes full of unprecedented shock.

Gu Qibao was frowning at the side too, feeling that it was too much!

She glanced at Di Mingjue, also feeling a bit nervous. If Er Gouzi really put his handprint on the document, then it would become legally effective.

Not that she’s unwilling to give up the money, but five billion a year, this...

Seemed a bit too much. Is this the way to express gratitude?

However, Di Mingjue remained calm, his eyes placidly meeting Er Gouzi’s. With a relaxed curl of his lips, he said, "It’s yours once you press your handprint."

Thump, Er Gouzi suddenly slid down from the chair, shaking his head and hands furiously.

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