Wang Jian continued listing several of Zhang Menglong's university research investments. Initially, the equipment and funding that Zhang Menglong had invested in his own school exceeded ten billion. However, just the profits from those drug inventions completely covered that investment.
Perhaps the money wasn't instantly visible, but in three to five years, Zhang Menglong's tens of billions would turn into hundreds of billions or even trillions, and in US dollars, at that!
With such an investment return, even the world's greatest investors would have to call him "Dad."
"If I had that much money, I could do it too!" Wang Ling said, unconvinced.
"You're the dumbest rich second generation I've ever seen, and I'm the one who made you, which is just perfect," Wang Jian retorted, "Even if you had that much money, could you tell which projects had potential and which would never see a return or even lose all of their investment?"
