Everyone was curious about Bo Jinchuan.
However, they were mostly gloating.
Perhaps sensing the abnormality in the meeting room, Bo Jinchuan suddenly raised his head and adjusted his sitting posture. He glanced at them coldly.
Just as everyone began to adjust their sitting positions and pretend not to see anything, Bo Jinchuan suddenly said,
"Am I someone without money?"
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Everyone did not answer such a childish and ridiculous question. Then, they heard him say,
"Who has more money than me?"
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Was there no end to this person's childishness?
The few of them pursed their lips and ignored his question.
Bo Jinchuan frowned and put his phone away impatiently.
"Speak! Who's richer than me?!"
The few "bosses" in the conference room had subtle expressions.
"In the entire world, there shouldn't be anyone more valuable than you. You can rest assured."
