One billion dollars is no small amount, but Song Yun recently actually found a path to wealth.

What path?

The elite that Song Yun gathered in Beijing have already rushed to the Northeast Land to cooperate with agencies in combating crime organizations.

And in this process, inevitably, there are always some people who surrender.

So, Song Yun more or less took some of those people’s toil fees.

Of course, the higher-ups said that Song Yun shouldn’t meddle in the affairs over there, Song Yun said, he really won’t meddle, he’s just sending his people over to help, and if some of Song Kunlun’s partners find their way back, then showing them the right path should be okay, right?

For Song Yun’s approach of walking the line, there was a certain degree of dissatisfaction from over there, but it was just dissatisfaction after all. Ultimately, the industries that Song Kunlun established in the Northeast were still set up under the Song Family’s banner, so inevitably, after these things are reclaimed, a significant portion will be taken by the Song Family.

Among them, just the industries Song Kunlun set up in the Northeastern Three Provinces are enough for the Song Family to make a profit, and this sum can truly enter Song Yun’s pocket.

Of course, many things are given to Song Yun in the form of equity and debt.

Just from the Northeastern Three Provinces, Song Yun can earn at least over a billion, and of course, the Song Family can also take a large portion.

However, ten billion is still very far from Song Yun’s goal of buying an island, so Song Yun turned his attention to Wen Changlin.

As the largest real estate magnate in Shen Zhou, Wen Changlin lacks nothing but money, and now that Wen Changlin is the president of the Wen Commerce Association, making money is even more fluent.

Song Yun decided to ask Wen Changlin for money.

So, Song Yun called Wen Changlin’s cellphone directly.

On the other side of the phone, Wen Changlin seemed to be in a meeting. After a lot of noise, it finally quieted down.

"Song Yun, what’s up, I’m accompanying my dad right now." Wen Changlin said.

"Ah, accompanying your father?" Song Yun asked in surprise.

"Hmm, isn’t there a meeting lately? My dad came to ZJ for research work, but I’m just accompanying him, go ahead, what’s up." Wen Changlin asked.

"It’s like this, Uncle Wen, can you lend me some money?" Song Yun asked.

"Lend money, I say Song Yun, you’re not someone without money, why would you need to borrow money from me." Wen Changlin said in surprise, "Did you encounter some trouble?"

"No trouble, it’s just that I wanted to buy something recently, but I’m short on cash." Song Yun said, "I thought since Uncle Wen you have money, I’d ask you."

"Seriously, to borrow money you just go to my finance department, given our relationship, do you need to call specially? Hey, tell me how much you need, Uncle Wen can’t just watch you want to buy something without being able to, right?" Wen Changlin said with a smile.

"Not much, just want to borrow fifty billion from you." Song Yun said with a grin.

Crack.

Song Yun heard the sound of something dropping on the ground, then a wave of noises came from the other end of the phone.

"What’s up, Uncle Wen, did you excitedly throw the phone?" Song Yun asked in surprise.

No one spoke on the other end. After a moment, Song Yun heard a series of coughs.

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough." Wen Changlin coughed for a long while before finally speaking loudly, "Are you kidding, Song Yun, fifty billion, cash, you want me to give birth to it for you? Even if I produce one billion cash a year for you, I need fifty years to do it."

"Well, Uncle Wen, don’t be nervous. If it affects your health, then I’ll be in big trouble." Song Yun continued with a playful tone, "Didn’t I think you have money? Your assets, I dare not say how much, must be over a thousand billion, right? Fifty billion for you is just a drizzle."

"I have assets, hundreds of billions, but that’s fixed assets. Cash, where would I get that much? Unless I sell my stocks to cash out, but for such a large amount of cash, even if I want to sell the stock, I can’t sell all at once, otherwise, it would cause market upheaval, my dad would beat me to death." Wen Changlin said.

"I heard you spent over a hundred billion in Beijing to buy a piece of land, didn’t you? You can take out over a hundred billion, so can’t you take out fifty billion?" Song Yun asked.

"Do you think money is printed by my family?" Wen Changlin asked.

"Isn’t it..." Song Yun muttered.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing, nothing, Uncle Wen, just lend it to me, I’ll pay back within ten years, how’s that? Repay principal and interest, sixty billion back to you, one billion interest per year, you can’t finish eating just on the interest." Song Yun said, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, if you retire next year, you can still get a billion retirement money every year, that’s eight million a month, then it’s nearly thirty thousand a day, you save for half a month and you can buy a Lamborghini."

"I don’t have fifty billion, I do have fifty yuan. If you want it take it, otherwise stop talking." Wen Changlin said.

"Come on, Uncle Wen, business fails, righteousness remains, if you don’t have fifty billion, you must have forty-five billion?" Song Yun asked.

"Don’t you play hardball with me, tell me, how much do you want after all, I’ll see if I can give you some cutbacks. I know you wouldn’t come to me for money if you weren’t in a pinch." Wen Changlin said.

"That’s absolutely right. How about this, Uncle Wen, thirty billion, how’s that?" Song Yun said, "You lend me thirty billion, I’ll pay back five billion a year, divided into six years, the last year gives you one billion interest."

"No way, thirty billion is too much." Wen Changlin said, "It’s easy to break the funding chain, risky."

"Well, how about this Uncle Wen..." Song Yun paused for a while, "I’ve recently discussed a wine business with Li Baoshi and the Newcastle family. I’ll handle the mainland market, and there’ll be at least a few billion profit a year. I’ll let you do this business for five years, all profits for you during these five years, and you give me thirty billion, how’s that?"

"The Newcastle family’s wine business, I heard Baoshi mention." Wen Changlin paused for a while and said, "This business can be done, especially with the current large domestic market, but five years is too little, you give me ten years, and I’ll give you thirty billion."

"Wow, Uncle Wen, you’re really ruthless. My annual net profit is at least around six billion, could even go up, giving you ten years, then basically the whole business would be yours, what can I do after that?" Song Yun said.

"Fifty billion, you give me ten years." Wen Changlin said.

"Deal."