'My God...There's still some time before tomorrow noon at 12:00, could Little Long really earn 500 million alone and get my company out of this difficulty?' Cui Feiyan foolishly stared at Huang Xiaolong.
As for Boss Miao standing next to her, he was already amazed by Huang Xiaolong.
"President Cui, this...this...Little Huang has made 140 million, he still needs 360 million more to reach 500 million..." Boss Miao said with a dry mouth. "Maybe...he might actually... achieve that...that goal."
"You got it wrong, I didn't make 140 million, I made 190 million," Huang Xiaolong said, grinning.
Then, he walked directly towards Shu Jie. "Hey, young master Shu, 50 million...erm, hand it over."
"You! You! You have guts!" Shu Jie, thinking about his reputation and his audience, of course, could not renege now.
He tremblingly took out a checkbook, wrote a check for 50 million, gave it directly to Huang Xiaolong, then angrily turned around to leave.
