"Mr. Chen, this isn't as simple as it looks!"
Zhao Liangyou was so anxious that the veins on his forehead were pulsing, and he slammed his wine glass onto the table, causing the liquid to spill a bit. "Although we made money together in the past, given the current situation, if you ask us to invest money, the risk is too high! If the tide turns again someday, we'll all suffer."
Zhou Xiansheng chimed in, his head shaking like a rattle:
"Exactly, exactly, Mr. Chen, you know how big the 'Gun Flower incident' blew up. Everyone's still deeply uneasy, so even though the Mengla project seems lucrative, who knows what risks are hidden behind it? We can't easily risk our fortunes on this."
Wang Xinan furrowed his brow, his gaze darting between Chen Cheng and the others, hesitating for quite a while before speaking:
