"I'm a doctor."

Song Yongqiang sneered, "doctor? Ha ha, I don't know much about others. I've been in contact with the profession of doctor. The salary is not high. I'm very tired. I work overtime every day and I'm on call. "

"This kind of work, how do you raise Yaya?"

Qin Jun light smile, "sorry, you may have a little misunderstanding, I am the master of the hospital, I have doctors working for me, the work is not busy."

Song Yongqiang frowned, "so what? Even if you're not busy, how much can you earn by opening a small hospital? Two or three hundred thousand a year is your limit, right? But do you know that at the age of Yaya, the lowest school choice fee is $200000 to $300000. Can you afford it? "

Song Yongqiang's condescending appearance seems to be full of superiority as a rich man.

Qin Jun sneered, "why, do you think you are rich? How much money do you think can raise ya ya? "

Song Yongqiang said, "this is a question to the point. I won't embarrass you. One million! As long as you take out a million dollars of cash immediately, I'll let you raise Yaya conditionally. "

One million doesn't sound like a lot, but for most people, it's an astronomical number.

Maybe a lot of people have more than a million dollars, but there are very few people who can deposit a million dollars in cash.

Even a small and medium-sized company may not have a million working capital, let alone an ordinary people.

Qin Jun sniffed at the speech.

"I think you can say how big a number, your knowledge, may also be limited to it."

With that, Qin Jun took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, Mr. Qin?"

"I'll send you an address and send me ten million dollars in cash!"

With that, Qin Jun hung up.

Song Yongqiang Leng for a moment, ten million cash? You brag!

Don't say ten million. He's good if he can take out one million!

It's just a doctor in a medical school. Thirty two thousand a month is very good. How dare you say that there are ten million? Who do you think you are? Is it the top doctor in China?

About ten minutes later, a Toyota domineering car stopped at the door. A man in a suit came down from the car. It was long Yihui.

"Here's the money, Mr. Qin."

It's only 10 million. Qin Jun doesn't need to contact Meng Wengang or he Nianying at all. Long Yihui helps solve it.

The trunk was opened, several suitcases were placed there, and long Yihui opened them one by one. All of them were red Chinese coins, which looked very dazzling.

Song Yongqiang and others are all surprised. Although they are not the kind of people who have never seen money, as a family business, they know more about what the ten million cash means.

If you give them 10 million in cash, their wealth will double and their income will double.

Song Yongqiang excitedly stepped forward and said, "I didn't expect that you could really take out 10 million. In that case, I'll take the money."

With that, song Yongqiang is about to take it. With a wave of his hand, long Yihui pushes song Yongqiang back and gives him a stagger.

Long Yihui wearing sunglasses, coldly said, "just look, don't move."

Song Yongqiang's face changed slightly. "What does that mean?"

Qin Jun sneered, "what do you mean? When did I say I would give you the money? Didn't you say I didn't have any money? I just let you have a look. Come on, Bruce, go back. "