"Barely?" The expressions on the faces of the two directors and the mayor grew even more bizarre—did he really think that 50 billion was not enough?
But how could they know that this 50 billion was just enough for Zhang Menglong's monthly budget, and the next month he would have to start looking for projects to spend money on again? Such days are really tiring.
"Mayor Zhu, do you have any kind of project that could consistently spend a few tens of billions every month? It doesn't matter if it yields returns, the main thing is I want to make a contribution to my hometown," Zhang Menglong asked again.
"This... there really isn't any!" Mayor Zhu said helplessly. Before, he would run around for just a little funding, and now with a God of Wealth here, he actually couldn't find places to spend the money. Could there be anything more aggravating in the world?
"Well, I'll take what I can get," Zhang Menglong sighed and shook his head.
