Yu Sicheng was indeed remarkable. Anyone else might be tempted by fifty million—who wouldn't be moved by such a sum that could be squandered for half a lifetime? Yet, he didn't seem the slightest bit interested; this man was bound to be extraordinary in the future.
Chu Hao said, "Consider it the startup capital for Sanqing Pavilion."
Yu Sicheng scratched his head and said, "Startup capital doesn't need to be that much. You keep it."
In the end, Chu Hao still took out ten million and said, "Us brothers need to change our style too. Let's go get our driver's licenses tomorrow, buy a few cars, and we'll also need to hire staff for the store—we must get impressively beautiful women."
Yu Sicheng laughed and said, "Alright, just ten million then."
Ankang Mo and Wang Meng, upon learning that Chu Hao and Yu Sicheng had made fifty million from a single trip, were astounded.
Wang Meng's mouth twitched as he said, "You guys are joking with me, right?"
