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Zhang Xiaofann was a little speechless. Borrowing money was a small matter, what was there to do? He had to give as much as he could.

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

Yang Xin extended a finger in embarrassment.

"Ten million …"

Yang Xin shook her head.

"100 million?"

Yang Xin shook her head again.

"10 billion."

Yang Xin nodded.

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