"Three hundred billion!"
Hearing this figure, Guo Man froze for a moment.
She couldn't even begin to imagine—three hundred billion!
How much money is that?
If measured by weight, could ten trucks carry it all?
Investing such an astronomical amount, would it even yield results in Harbor City?
That's US dollars! Not HKD!
Unbelievable!
"Hahaha!"
"I'm dying of laughter!"
"This is absolutely terrifying! Prince Lante is actually putting in this much money."
"Quick! Get me an emergency pill; I'm about to have a heart attack!"
"Old Li, since when did you have a heart condition?"
"The moment I heard this investment figure, it hit me instantly, hahaha!"
"Little Man, oh, Little Man, you're still too young—you can't even lie convincingly."
"No need to say more; start from the ground up, kid."
Guo Liang didn't even bother to dig up the soft words he had planned earlier.
Because there was no need at all.
The moment three hundred billion was mentioned, everything was laid bare.
