100 Million Yen Novels & Stories

Qi Yueyun clenched her teeth and said, "Abort the baby and I’ll give you ten million dollars. With the money, you won't have to worry about your life in the future, and you can also find a man of your own caliber." "Do you think your grandchild is worth only ten million?" asked Qin Lianyi. Qi Yueyun's eyes grew colder. "How much do you want?" "Ten billion," Qin Lianyi grinned and said a shocking number. Qi Yueyun said with almost no hesitation, "Dream on!"

470 million! What was this number? For many people present, even though they were also nobles, this was an astronomical figure. After all, as the Divine Martial General of the Fu family, Samuel's monthly salary was only 300,000. 470 million was really a large number for most people. “Lang Yu, what do you mean? You mean... the person who bid a high price tonight is... him?" At this time, a spectator asked in disbelief with his eyes wide open.

Gu Xi’s eyes grew wide as she thought, ‘One, one million! The Takoyaki stall owner also widened his eyes. ‘One, one million!’ The owners of the other stalls around the area stood frozen in their spots. ‘One million yuan! Did they hear it wrongly?!’ “Wait a moment. Mister, I can’t keep this!” He was a businessman after all, so the stall owner could tell at a glance that the man in front of him was no ordinary person. Nonetheless, he never imagined that Xing Beiyan would give him a million yuan just like that. His Takoyaki was merely worth ten yuan per serving. How could Xing Beiyan pay him so much money for it? Even if Xing Beiyan did not mind giving him the money, he did not dare to accept i

I roll my eyes, knowing he’s worrying for nothing. “Make sure you counter any offer they put forth,” I prattle off in Japanese, “I trust you and what you have presented.” “We can’t lose this deal. What is our funding cap for negotiations,” Hittori asks, making me smile. “Fifty million, but they should fold long before that,” as I’m confident in his abilities.

The car jerked slightly then settled into gear. I gawked. “How much did this cost?” He gave me the most casual shrug in human history. “Twenty million.” “Dollars?” He looked at me. “Yen.” I narrowed my eyes. “Okay. Dollars,” he admitted, grinning. I gasped, dramatically placing a hand on my chest. “You just dropped $20 million like it’s a vending machine snack?” “It’s Wednesday,” he said, deadpan. “Gotta treat yourself.”

“Hah-hah-hah-hah, 1 million dollars? Oh Zayn, you’re such a stingy man!” However, before Dagon’s voice died away, Zayn added, “One hundred and fifty million dollars.” The smile on Dagon’s face froze immediately.

“Tell me what sort of engagement ring you’d like and you’ll have it within twenty-four hours. Go through the motions of setting up for the wedding, and organize any style of ceremony you like, I’m not bothered about the expense at all. If you decide to go through with it, great, we’ll work with that. But all I ask is that you play along at least until the night before the wedding. If you get to whatever dreadful hen’s party you organize and you decide that’s enough, fine. You can run back home to your parents… and I’m even willing to throw in some money for your trouble.” “How much money?” I asked, which was probably the worst question I could have had, but I couldn’t help myself. “How does

Taka probed as she asked. After being silent for a moment, Linux spitted out a figure that would even make Taka spurt out blood. ‘30000 pieces.’ “30000 pieces…” Taka dumbfoundedly asked the heavens. There was no need to speak about 30000 pieces for she could not even afford 30 pieces of them as of now! ‘If it is the higher level ones, it will be best to have roughly about 2000 pieces and that will be good enough.’ Linux who was seldom ‘considerate to others’ had spoken again.

he spoke. "Yes. And I managed to crack a ten million dollar deal with them," I confessed. "What?" His mouth fell open and I couldn't contain my happiness. "Yeah," I nodded. "God! Nandu? Do you know how much ten million dollars is? Seventy-five crore rupees and God damn! That's going to make us filthy rich," he couldn't get a hold of his excitement and I couldn't help but smile at him.

"There's nothing you ca..." "70." He's quiet for a while and I almost think I've managed to convince him until he attempts to open his mouth, with a face which shows he's about to disagree again. "80." He opens his mouth agape, making me know I've won the lot. "80 million for the club and the young lady there." He stares at me for a while then nods at the auctioneer to make the announcement. "The club and this young lady here have been sold for 80 million dollars." He announces, making everyone clap.