"I think it's worth it," Yin Xiaofan said calmly. "Although I don't know what it is, I can see it's really special." Some things can be measured with money, some things cannot.
"Isn't your friend afraid of looking elsewhere?" Those 8.1 billion floated in the water. The old man stared at Yin Xiaofan and spoke.
Failure was just losing some money, money that could be lost in the course of earning it, but if you really cherished it, if you lost it, you would regret it for a lifetime. "I think I can gamble, I trust my judgment," Yin Xiaofan stated firmly.
The old man smiled, said nothing. Maybe in Yin Xiaofan's eyes, this was nothing, but some people, even working hard for ten lifetimes, couldn't earn that much money. Perhaps, this was the gap.
After a while, the old man in the Zhongshan suit came out, and seeing Yin Xiaofan, he was surprised. Then he laughed and said, "I didn't expect to see you so soon."
"Yes! We don't know each other," Yin Xiaofan said, laughing.
