"50 billion! From now on, the entire world will be our playground for making money. Why would you let a woman's words stand in the way of that? Mr. Lu, have you thought it through?"
Speaking passionately, Lowe jabbed the tabletop with his finger after each word.
Such an irresistible temptation—Lowe didn't believe Lu Ming would turn it down. Lu Ming's entire assets combined probably didn't come close to this sum. What businessman doesn't love money?
"..." Hearing this, Lu Ming's steps paused, and he turned his head back slowly with composure.
A confident smirk tugged at the corner of Lowe's lips.
Lu Ming's cold gaze locked firmly on Lowe.
After a moment, he spoke with calm, fluent English.
"In my eyes, my wife's reputation cannot be measured by money!" As he spoke, Lu Ming gave Mrs. Lowe a brief glance.
"Some care for money, some care for fame, and some care for power. For me, Lu Ming, no matter what, nothing can ever compare to my wife. That is what I cherish most."
