Sherman looked at Jiang Guangrong surreptitiously, extending his right hand to gently place it on Jiang Guangrong's forehead, murmuring to himself in confusion: "Hmm? Strange... not warm..."
Jiang Guangrong pulled Sherman's hand away speechlessly with his right hand: "What are you doing?"
Sherman looked at Jiang Guangrong awkwardly: "Boss, it's this bar. Why invest hundreds of millions in that bar? And give it to me? Just in case it's lost?"
Jiang Guangrong was even more speechless: "Can you have a little hope? It's just a bar. If you have enough capability, you'll have more in the future. If you have time, think about what can make the Xingwu Gang stronger. That's the biggest feedback for me!"
"Yes, Boss!" Sherman was very excited. He was about to become the owner of a bar that was invested with hundreds of millions, with a more powerful boss behind him. In addition, Sherman secretly made up his mind to repay Jiang Guangrong in the future.
