"How about it? Are you in or not?"
Xu Xinling dangled the Lamborghini's car keys in front of Ma Haoran.
Honestly, Ma Haoran was tempted.
This was a supercar worth over three million, claiming he wasn't tempted would be a lie.
But seeing Xu Xinling's confidence, he suspected there was a trap waiting for him to jump into.
Seeing his hesitation, Xu Xinling felt a bit let down, "If you're not betting, forget it."
With that, she was about to take back the car keys.
"I'll take the bet!" Ma Haoran slapped his own car keys on the table with a cunning glint in his eyes, "However, I have two conditions."
Xu Xinling crossed her arms and looked at him coldly, "What conditions?"
Ma Haoran raised a finger, "First, we need to define what 'making money' from this project means. If it's just one or two dollars, that doesn't count as making money, right?"
Without changing her expression, Xinling asked, "So, how much do you think it should make to be considered as making money?"
