Xiaozang's saliva gushed into his throat, almost threatening to drown himself. His eyes nearly bulged out of his sockets as he gazed at Zhang Sanfeng: Was this man the biggest fool in the world?
With just a casual flick of the wrist, fifty million? Was he shopping for cabbage?
"Are you sure you want to invest so much?" Xiaozang asked.
Zhang Sanfeng leaned in his wheelchair, the corners of his delicate mouth lifted slightly: "Of course."
Xiaozang swallowed his saliva, "Okay." His fingers holding the pen were trembling.
Gu's mother and Gu's father watched with their hearts pounding, as if they were about to jump out of their chests.
For someone who could casually toss out fifty million, it was unbearable for people like them who could not earn even one million in their entire lives.
"Stop looking," Gu's mother tapped Gu's father.
The money wasn't theirs; staring at it was pointless.
