Lin Family, living room.
Lin Hao looked at the documents on the table with a complex feeling.
On them was the transcript of Lin Chunju's interview, as well as some information about the Yue Family.
After compiling, Lin Hao realized that the Yue Family's wealth was not less than the Lin Family's.
Moreover, unlike the Lin Family, the Yue Family was evidently on the rise; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say the future is limitless.
Previously, in Lin Hao's imagination, the descendants of the Yue Family were trapped in a small mountain village, unlikely to achieve much.
As long as he could settle Lin Chunju's descendants and pay a sum of money, this life-for-money transaction should be completed.
But looking at the information before him, Lin Hao's face burned.
How could these well-known entrepreneurs possibly agree to his proposal?
Thinking this, Lin Hao looked up and saw his mother's face had become unpleasant.
"Mom?" Lin Hao tentatively called out.
