Rebirth of the Investment Boss

Immediately afterwards, Lei Jun took out the duplicate shareholding contract from the briefcase, and even the gel pen and inkpad were also placed on the table.

Because the shareholding contract needs to be changed at any time based on negotiation, these duplicate shareholding contracts were originally open templates.

You only need to directly fill in the company name, the shareholding ratio and the amount of the shares based on the details of the conversation between the two parties.

When Lin Han saw this, he said that he was not excited.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, his idol finally came forward.

What Lin Han didn't know was that the reason why Lei Jun stood up was also leaving a way out for Lin Han.

If Lin Han really couldn't put out the 100 million this time, then Lei Jun decided to put out 100 million to invest in Li Xuejun.

In any case, it is impossible to let the backbone of the young Chinese who have just ascended because of this little incident.

If you have no money, you can earn more, but what about the backbone? Once knocked down, what may be destroyed is half a lifetime wasted.

"Mr. Lei, thank you!"

Hearing this, Li Xuejun quickly walked back. When Lin Han and Li Xuejun's handprints were finally placed on the contract, it meant that from this second, Lin Han had already invested in Li Xuejun's project.

Of course, according to the contract law, as long as the account arrives within half a month, it is not considered a breach of contract, but isn't this a bet with Robertson?

For a while, all the eyes of everyone present fell on Lin Han, because they wanted to see if the person who was going to drink the red wine continuously later was Lin Han or Robertson.

"How do I feel that this matter is a little overwhelming? Does Lin Han really have two brushes? Otherwise, how could Lei Jun stand for Lin Han?"

"I also have this feeling, Lei Jun, I understand that this is the first group of true Internet giants in China who personally led a company to go public."

"But even if Lei Jun helped Lin Han, Lin Han still lost in the end."

......

While everyone couldn't help but talk, Little Robertson stared at Lin Han nervously. Originally, he wanted to see some panic and dodge in Lin Han's eyes.

But after staring for more than ten seconds, he realized that the peace in Lin Han's eyes had not changed from beginning to end.

If you speak carefully, then...you can still see a little joking in this calmness.

"Lin Han, one minute has passed, I think you have so many Chinese people, shouldn't you bully me as a foreigner?"

Lin Han listened to Robertson's words, rolled his eyes directly at Robertson, looked at the two bottles of dry red on the table that had not been corked, and said with a smile.

"Don't worry, you will have to breathe in the light later, otherwise, you will lose the face of Little Tiger Global Fund!"

Little Robertson curled his lips. After all, in his eyes, it was impossible for Lin Han to take out the money, not to mention that 100 million belonged to a large transfer, and it was night again.....

Therefore, this bet was originally unfair to Lin Han.

But what little Robertson didn't know was that sometimes if people are lucky, they might be stunned by money when they walk!

After Lin Han used the hotel computer to enter Li Xuejun's account number, he directly clicked the mouse to confirm the transfer.

At the same time, the USB-shield also lit up. After the security password was also successfully entered, the screen of the successful transfer suddenly appeared on the display.

This scene immediately stunned everyone present.

The most important thing is that after ten seconds, Li Xuejun received a text message from his mobile phone. When Little Robertson saw this, his face suddenly became pale, and he snarled frantically in his heart.

"When did Huaguo's online bank transfer become so fast? It shouldn't be an incoming text message..."

It's just that the latter sentence, even Robertson himself said a little emboldened...

Li Xuejun took out his mobile phone. After seeing that the company account had reached 100 million, the expression in his eyes became extremely complicated. A middle-aged man in his thirties had some mist in his eyes. While taking a breath, he actually bowed to Lin Han.

"President Lin, please rest assured, I won't let you down with this project!"

"It's okay, just do your best."

Lin Han smiled and nodded. Lin Han knew that he could bear it!

Immediately afterwards, Lin Han set his gaze on the pale little Robertson, learning to emphasize the yin and yang of little Robertson earlier.

"Mr. Robertson, I think you, as the head of the Little Tiger Global Fund, shouldn't worry about these two bottles of dry red? Come on, don't have time for inking, the big guys are still waiting to see!"

Little Robertson: "..."

Presumably the young Robertson at this time should hate Lin Han, right? But the next scene happened even more so that Robertson was completely unable to step down.

As the leader of the dinner tonight, Lei Jun actually acted as a waiter. After walking two steps forward, he personally unscrewed the two dry red corks on the table, and then gently These two bottles of dry red were pushed in front of little Robertson.

This meaning is already obvious!

But those people who were not optimistic about Lin Han, and even waited to see Lin Han's jokes, are now full of unprecedented embarrassment on their faces.

It seemed that there was an invisible big hand, and he slapped their cheek fiercely.

But after all, this is the end of the matter, and it is really shameless to talk about other things, so continuing to remain silent is the best way.

"Come on, little Robertson, what are you waiting for?"

Every word of Lin Han turned into a sharp sword that pierced Robertson. This made Robertson, who looked upright, could only bite the bullet and pick up a bottle of dry red and pour it into his mouth.

For a while, that white shirt was also completely messed up by the liquor.

But after only half of the drink, Robertson didn't have any strength anymore. You must know that although dry red seems to have a low alcohol content, the stamina is violent.

No matter what it is, no one can stand it, let alone little Robertson, who has already been hollowed out by alcohol.

The blonde on the side looked at Little Robertson with distressed eyes. She wanted to speak softly for Little Robertson at this time.

After all, if you really want to finish drinking in this way, I'm afraid little Robertson will be hospitalized tonight.

But before the blonde could speak, she was suffocated by the horrible gaze of Lin Han.

What are you kidding about? It's a pretense of being forced, and you have earned face. In the end, you still want to admit it or not, and want to play the emotional card?

What did you do earlier!

"Go on, Mr. Robertson. Behind you represents the entire Little Tiger Global Fund. Are you foreigners not allowed to drink so much? Just a little bit of alcohol?"

Lin Han didn't think it was a big deal. Since he dared to provoke him, he had to be prepared to accept revenge.

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