Those words successfully piqued Wang Zhefei's interest again. His expression changed in an instant as he chuckled, "Alrighty, thanks, Foster Father."
He immediately reached out and snatched it.
Lin Chu nonchalantly let go, looking at the virtual panel before him.
'I was actually a little worried the "price" might change unexpectedly, but thankfully, I'm a cautious man. Everything went off without a hitch.'
'A 91.41 million Jian Zhan meets the ten-fold rebate condition. That's 910 million.'
'Awesome!'
'Sweet!'
'Perfect!'
Lin Chu's face was flushed with excitement. He felt like he was floating. 'With this sum, at least half the funding for the golf course is covered, right?'
And as he looked at Wang Zhefei, the sight became more and more pleasing.
After snatching the Jian Zhan, Wang Zhefei fiddled with it for a while. Seeing nothing particularly special about it, he casually set it on the table.
