Heir of the Richest Man

Zhao Qian used the excuse of going to the bathroom to meet up with Xiang Qiang at the back.    

"Young Master, why did you come up with this idea? Didn't you say you were blind for the ten million?" Xiang Qiang asked with a look of pity.    

Zhao Qian shook his head with a smile and replied, "How could it be for nothing? That way, you can earn a good reputation, and the ten million dollars can reasonably be entered into my account. "    

"What does Young Master mean?" Xiang Qiang asked with a puzzled expression.    

"Could it be that your people can't decide who gets the big prize and who gets the empty prize?" Zhao Qian also asked with a puzzled expression.    

Xiang Qiang immediately understood what he meant, and replied with a smile, "I understand what he means. Young Master, don't worry, this prize is yours. "What's Young Master's birthday?"    

"October 5th."    

"Alright!" Then, Young Master will need the number 105. The first prize of nine million will be yours, and the remaining one million will be given to the others. "    

"Hmm, your brain is very flexible, I am very satisfied with your performance. "Later on, I'll tell my dad to invest some more money in you, so that you can continue to raise your position in the circle."    

"Aiya, thank you so much, Young Master." "Young Master's great kindness towards me is irredeemable. I can only repay you by doing my best for Young Master."    

Zhao Qian patted Xiang Qiang's shoulder and gave him a look of affirmation.    

Xiang Qiang suddenly felt that he was full of motivation. He was fifty years old and seemed to have a twenty year old body.    

Zhao Qian returned to the lobby and waited. Yang Cheng came over again.    

"You little bastard, use your father's money to draw the lottery. Your father will definitely settle this debt with you!" Yang Cheng said in a low voice.    

"Director Yang's words are wrong. Logically speaking, this money doesn't belong to you anymore. My idea gave you a chance to get it back. You should be thanking me, right? Zhao Qian asked with a smile.    

Yang Cheng snorted and turned around to leave.    

After a while, Yang Ming came over again.    

Zhao Qian chuckled and asked, "Your dad just came by, and you came again. Are you here to spout outrageous words at me as well? "    

"You misunderstand. I came to apologize to you, I hope you don't mind what happened tonight." Yang Ming replied very respectfully.    

Zhao Qian burst into laughter. However, he wasn't proud and complacent. Instead, he was mocking Yang Ming for his cleverness.    

Yang Ming and his son had lost face in front of so many people and lost another ten million. Coupled with his old hatred, he would never sincerely apologize to Zhao Qian.    

The reason why Yang Ming said that was to numb Zhao Qian, so he wouldn't let the photo in his hands out.    

Zhao Qian replied, "It's good that you know you're wrong. Be more polite to me in the future, or else you'll be in trouble."    

"Yes, yes, yes. I understand, I understand …" Yang Ming bowed like a grandson.    

"Mm, go ahead. I'm going to prepare for the lottery, don't disturb me. " Zhao Qian said in an commanding tone.    

"Alright." Yang Ming left respectfully with a bow.    

The moment he turned around, Yang Ming's expression changed.    

"F * ck, just you wait. You're the one who's going to suffer!" Yang Ming said to himself viciously.    

Wang Jing walked to Zhao Qian's side and whispered, "What did the two of them tell you? Threatening you? "    

Zhao Qian gave a thumbs up and teased, "You're really smart, it hit the mark. A girl as smart as you, only a man with a high IQ like mine can match her. "    

Wang Jing rolled her eyes and punched Zhao Qian speechlessly, "Why are you so narcissistic? You have a high IQ? Why would you go around making enemies with someone with a high IQ? "    

"What you said is wrong. It's not that I have enmity with others, it's that they look down on me and want to provoke me." This world was originally divided between the rich and the poor. It was fine for everyone to live their own lives. Only some rich people want to look down on us poor people and do something. I'm not that cowardly person, how could I tolerate them! "    

"You have a lot of unreasonable reasons. Anyways, it's not good for you to make enemies with these rich people, so just bear with it in the future." Wang Jing said in a comforting tone.    

However, Zhao Qian didn't think so. In this world, there weren't many people who could bear with it. He was not afraid of anyone except the supreme leaders of several great countries.    

However, this was all a question for the future. Wang Jing advised him with good intentions, so Zhao Qian had to accept her kind offer. He replied, "Alright then. Considering how beautiful you are, I'll agree for now."    

Wang Jing rolled her eyes and glared at Zhao Qian. She looked angry, but that faint smile on her face showed that she was very happy.    

At this moment, the staff member brought out a large, transparent box. They asked everyone at the scene to write out three numbers at random, add names, and put them in boxes. Then, they randomly selected the numbers in the box for each award.    

Everyone quickly followed his instructions and wrote down the numbers they had thought of along with their names. Then, he crumpled the piece of paper into a ball and put it into the box. Then, he started to draw the lottery.    

Zhao Qian rushed towards Yang Cheng and Yang Ming, father and son, and shouted: "Director Yang, Young Master Yang, whether or not you can get back this ten million will depend on your luck. If any of us take it away, don't be angry. "    

Yang Cheng snorted coldly and replied, "I, Yang Cheng, have not reached the point of being distressed for 10 million yuan. If any of you really pull it away, I will definitely clap my hands and congratulate you."    

Yang Ming followed up: "Anyway, no one can beat you up, you don't have that kind of luck!"    

"Haha …" Young Master Yang didn't need to worry about whether he had the luck or not. If I win, Director Yang should remember to clap his hands to congratulate me. With so many people listening, don't you dare go back on your word, you will lose too much face due to Feiyu. " Zhao Qian intentionally provoked him.    

With so many people watching, Yang Cheng was too embarrassed to not give a reply, so he replied: "Don't worry, I, Yang Cheng, have always kept my word. I will congratulate you, I will never break my word! However, you definitely won't have the luck to do so. Yang Cheng replied very confidently.    

The few old buddies beside Yang Cheng did not dare to say anything. They were worried that if they offended Zhao Qian, he would expose the photo in his hands and then, Feiyu would be finished.    

After a while, everyone's paper balls were thrown into the transparent box.    

Xiang Qiang walked out and personally hosted the lottery.    

"Everyone, calm down. I will personally draw the lottery. As for myself, I have not participated in the lottery, so I guarantee that it will be fair. "The lucky ones who drew prizes of 10,000 yuan below."    

After saying that, Xiang Qiang reached into the box and pulled out a ball of paper. He opened the wad of paper to the projection. It read "308 packs of Jingrong."    

"The one who got the ten thousand yuan prize is Bao JingRong, Mr. Bao." Xiang Qiang announced loudly.    

Logically speaking, he should be happy about winning the prize, but this Bao JingRong had a face full of pity. Because everyone only had one chance to win, he had won 10,000 awards, which meant that he had no chance to win the final 9 million prize.    

"Next, we will continue to draw the prize money of the lucky ones with 10,000 yuan." Xiang Qiang continued to announce loudly.    

After he finished speaking, he reached his hand inside and pulled out a ball of paper. He then opened the ball of paper towards the projection lens, displaying "456 Wang Jing."    

"Congratulations Director Wang Jing for obtaining the prize of 10,000 yuan!"    

Wang Jing's reaction was the same as that of Bao JingRong; his face was filled with regret and unwillingness.    

"..."    

"There are only three paper balls left, and only three awards left. The guests who have not won the lottery yet, please raise your hands. " Xiang Qiang shouted in anticipation.    

At this moment, Yang Cheng, Yang Ming, and Zhao Qian each raised their hands.    

Zhao Qian smiled and said to the Yang Family father and son, "Aiya, Director Yang, Young Master Yang, I didn't expect that we would still be left with the final prize for the competition. Who do you think will win the award next? "    

"It's definitely you!" If you spend all your luck in this lifetime, you would at most get a fifty thousand prize. " Yang Ming replied with a look of disdain.    

Yang Cheng didn't reply. At this moment, he was extremely nervous. Whether he could minimize his losses depended on who would win next. As long as Zhao Qian won the lottery, it meant that the father and son pair would be able to win the last two prizes, for a total of 9.2 million.    

Xiang Qiang said loudly, "Quiet down! The next lottery draw was 100,000 yuan for the lucky ones. I don't know if it's the father and son pair's bad luck, or my new friend's bad luck. "    

After saying that, Xiang Qiang reached into the box and pulled out a ball of paper, then opened it for everyone to see.    

Everyone held their breath. The ownership of the third prize would determine who would win the final prize.