Ancient fairy doctors in the city

What Zhao Yuer said was correct.

Even a unicorn company with hundreds of billions may not be able to come up with tens of billions in cash.

"I believe the family will agree." Zhao Yang smiled slightly.

"You can apply for a venture capital fund worth one billion yuan, but if you want 100 billion yuan, I believe the senior management of the family will not agree." Zhao Yu'er shook her head.

"One billion words is enough." Lin Caihan said after thinking about it.

A billion-dollar start-up fund.

Lin Caihan is confident that she can fight her way through the Jiangnan region.

"Do you think the one billion is mine?" Zhao Yang looked at Lin Caihan and said, "No matter how much I earn, the family will pay 50.00% of it."

"Ah!" Lin Caihan was shocked.

"Do you think the family will do business that loses money?" Zhao Yang looked at Zhao Yu'er and said, "My sister is already on the seventh level of Houtian Realm now?"

"En." Zhao Yu'er nodded.

"You tell the family, give me 100 billion, and I will give the family a congenital master." After Zhao Yang's voice fell, Zhao Yu'er's eyes lit up, "Are you sure?"

Why did the Zhao family become an aristocratic family?

Isn't it because the old man was promoted to become a congenital master?

And if the Zhao family has another innate master, then the Zhao family will be able to gain a firm foothold among the aristocratic families.

"Do you think I would joke about this kind of thing?" Zhao Yang looked into Zhao Yu'er's eyes and said, "But I have three conditions."

"You said."

"First, the 100 billion funds belong to me and have nothing to do with the Zhao family; second, the family needs to provide necessary business support; third, the quota of innate masters is yours."

"Give me the quota of innate masters?" Zhao Yu'er couldn't calm down at this point.

She knew very well what the three words "innate level" represented?

If she becomes a congenital master, she will be able to sit on an equal footing with her ancestor.

"I need to contact the family." Zhao Yu'er hurriedly stood up.

Nanyang!

Zhao family!

Ever since the Zhao family was promoted to become an aristocratic family, it has contracted a garden.

And this garden can only be entered with the permission of the Zhao family.

When Zhao Yu'er called Zhao Houxun, he hurried to the retreat place of old man Zhao Boxun.

The old man Zhao Boxun has rarely been involved in family affairs since he stepped into the Xiantian Realm.

He spends most of his time practicing.

"Old man." Zhao Houxun shouted respectfully outside the bamboo forest.

"Third brother, what's the matter?" An elegant voice came from the bamboo forest.

"Old man, I have something important to report." Zhao Houxun said softly.

"come in."

Zhao Boyun was sitting on a futon, his breath was quiet and peaceful, as if he was one with the heaven and the earth.

"Old man, Zhao Yang applied for 100 billion." Zhao Houxun came to Zhao Boyun's side and said carefully.

"100 billion? What's the reason?" Hearing this, Zhao Boyun frowned.

"Zhao Yang said that he gave the family an innate master." Zhao Houxun didn't believe it when he said this.

Congenital master?

Is it true that a congenital master is a Chinese cabbage?

With so many members of the Zhao family, only the old man has stepped into the Xiantian realm.

"Hou Xun, you have not been with me for a year or two, do you believe such a joke?" Zhao Boyun's eyes shot out a sharp brilliance when he said this.

Zhao Houxun only felt that Zhao Boyun had turned into a fierce tiger at this time, and his heart was beating like a drum.

"Get out." Zhao Boyun pointed to the exit.

Zhao Houxun opened his mouth to say something, but finally bowed and left.

After leaving the bamboo forest, Zhao Houxun called Zhao Yu'er.

"Father, did the old man agree?"

"Let that kid Zhao Yang answer the phone." Zhao Houxun said angrily.

Zhao Yu'er handed the phone to Zhao Yang, "Father seems to be angry."

A look of helplessness appeared on Zhao Yang's face.

"Father." Zhao Yang had just yelled, and Zhao Houxun on the other side cursed, "I haven't seen you bragging for a few years, and you said that you want to give the family a congenital master? You Do you know what the three words Xiantian level represent?"

"Father, do you think my practice of Taoism these years is for nothing?" Zhao Yang said speechlessly.

"Your master Chunyangzi doesn't even have a Taoist temple. If he didn't think he was good at medicine back then, do you think I might let you follow him?" Zhao Houxun became more and more angry as he said, "I saw through Chunyangzi back then. His cultivation is only the third level of the Houtian Realm."

Zhao Yang really doesn't want to say anything?

The third layer of Houtian Realm?

Are you kidding me?

Even if Zhao Yang has reached the ninth level of the Xiantian Realm, he still can't get a glimpse of Chun Yangzi's realm, okay?

Zhao Yang reckoned that Chunyangzi must at least be in the realm of supernatural powers, and he might even be out of the realm of supernatural powers. The ridiculous thing is that Zhao Houxun felt that he had seen through the realm of pure Yangzi.

"When will you go home?" Zhao Houxun seemed to realize that his words were a little heavy, so he changed the subject.

"I am practicing in the world."

"I don't care if you practice in the world or not, remember to go home during the Chinese New Year this year."

"Ok."

"I will apply for one billion from the family."

Zhao Yang shook his head after thinking about it, "Forget it."

"how?"

"I'll figure out how to deal with the money."

"what ever."

After finishing the call, Zhao Yang handed the phone to Zhao Yu'er, "Sister, lend me some money."

"I don't have 100 billion."

"How much can you borrow?"

"The liquidity in my hand is about [-] million."

"Three hundred million?"

"Then give me three hundred million first."

"You think too much, I'll give you [-] million at most." Zhao Yu'er rolled Zhao Yang's eyes.

"That's [-] million."

"Have you thought about what to do?"

"Pharmaceutical Industry."

"Do you want to start from nothing?"

"I have a prescription in my hand."

"What prescription?"

"Whitening and removing scars."

"There are too many such products in the market, but most of them are advertising effects." Zhao Yu'er obviously didn't believe how much effect the prescription in Zhao Yang's hands could have.

"My effect is very good." Zhao Yang said softly.

"That's your business." Zhao Yu'er said lightly, "Are you still with that bank card?"

"Yes." Zhao Yang nodded.

"After I go back, I will ask the accountant to transfer the money to you. If you need help, you can find me."

"it is good."

Zhao Yu'er chatted with Zhao Yang for a while before leaving.

After Zhao Yu'er left, Lin Caihan pondered for a while before asking, "Is the prescription in your hand reliable?"

"Do you think I might be joking about this?"

"If it really has the effect you said, I think it can detonate the market."

"Now let's talk about cooperation."

"You said."

"I'm in charge of funding and prescriptions, and you will be responsible for everything about the company." Zhao Yang said succinctly, "You will hold 40.00% of the other shares."