"Stop, stop, stop, don't fight," Zhang Menglong hurriedly interjected, "If you can't handle this little thrill, I'm afraid you'll slap your own head off after being friends with me for too long."
"How was I supposed to know you're so damn rich? I'm practically throwing my face out there for you to punch!" Wang Ling lamented, on the verge of tears, "I always thought I was one of the top second-generation rich in Huaxia, but compared to you, I'm just a pauper!"
What kind of behemoth is Huiteng Group? A Fortune Global 500 company, with a market value of over 300 billion US dollars, while by comparison, Wang Ling's family's Wanda Group was only worth 300 billion, but their currency was Huaxia yuan.
That's a gap of nearly 7 times!
And heaven knows if Zhang Menglong has any other industries besides Unicorn Group and Huiteng Group, Wang Ling was even too afraid to ask.
"Hey, don't keep comparing like that, I'm not interested in money, well, except for spending it!"
