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"Master Zhao, even if you kill me, I will never marry your son. As for the betrothal gifts from the Shi family, I've already said I will return them, with interest. If you don't want me to use the house to offset that thirty million, I'll sell the house and give you the cash. Thirty million? I'll return you forty million. The extra ten million will be considered interest," Lin Bingbing said fearlessly.
Shi Shengguang furrowed his brows deeply, staring intently at Lin Bingbing.
Lin Bingbing met his gaze with unwavering confidence, her eyes not flinching at all. This made Shi Shengguang feel a twinge of admiration for her. He was not only the chairman but also a Martial Artist; his presence was enough to intimidate ordinary people. Usually, a single glance from him could freeze someone in place, making them feel uncomfortable. Yet today, his aura seemed ineffective against Lin Bingbing.
But no matter how strong Lin Bingbing's mental fortitude was, it didn't change the fact that she was not qualified to stand against the Shi family. If she were allowed to back out of the marriage today, it would make the Shi family a laughingstock in the future. A prominent family in the secular world and a giant in the martial arts community being publicly insulted by a celebrity was no longer just about Shi Xindi's personal honor; it concerned the reputation of the entire Shi family.
"Miss Lin, do you know how much we could multiply thirty million if we invested it? What does your ten million interest even mean?" Shi Shengguang said in a deep voice.
"Master Zhao, ten million interest is already higher than loan shark rates. Besides, investments don't always guarantee profits; they can lead to losses as well," Lin Bingbing countered.
"Should I show you our Shi family's investment projects from the past two years? If you don't want to marry, that's fine; I'm not one to force someone against their will. Let's just consider our worst-performing project that doubled its investment over these two years. You put up three hundred million, and then we’ll be even," Shi Shengguang said casually.
"Three hundred million? Master Zhao, that's too outrageous!" Lin Bingbing exclaimed, nearly raising her voice. This was clearly an attempt to trap her.
The onlookers were secretly astonished; while they felt that the Shi family was being overly demanding, they dared not speak out and preferred to remain silent observers.
"Not outrageous at all. The worst project we've invested in over these two years has multiplied tenfold. Thirty million times ten is three hundred million—it's not exaggerated at all. Miss Lin, as a top-tier celebrity, your salary should be quite high; three hundred million shouldn't be much for you," Shi Shengguang sneered, each word piercing deeply and forcing Lin Bingbing into a corner with no way out.
Shi Shengguang knew well about a celebrity's income. High earnings also meant high taxes, and with an agent involved, even if a star earned one hundred million in a year, they would end up with less than fifty million in hand. As for Lin Bingbing, she had only filmed one movie in the past two years and had not participated in any commercial activities. Looking at her now made it clear she couldn't possibly come up with three hundred million; even fifty million would likely be beyond her reach.
Lin Bingbing's face darkened as anger boiled within her; she realized that the Shi family was deliberately making things difficult for her.
But she felt helpless; no matter how much money she earned from her family background, it could easily be squandered away. The last time she terminated her contract with her company was funded by Jiang Chen. This time, she didn't want to burden Jiang Chen again, but without his support, as a vulnerable woman, she simply couldn't stand against the colossal Shi family.
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