"God damn!"
"Who are these people?"
"How are they this ballsy?"
"80 f*cking million?"
"???"
"Are you deaf? They've already stated who they are! They're from the Bank of Communications!"
"Could they have caught wind of this livestream and have arrived to reclaim the calligraphy piece?"
"Of course. After all, these very words are their logo!"
"True, true!"
"But man is the bank rich. 80 million? Jesus, that's a scary figure to pull out of nowhere!"
While the viewers were discussing animatedly regarding the newcomers, the leader of the group, an old man in his 60s, walked forward.
"You must be Mr. Luo, right? It's a pleasure to meet you!"
Wu Daoguo walked over in an amicable manner and gave him a friendly smile. "Let me introduce myself. I'm the President of the Jiangnan branch of the Bank of Communications, Wu Daoguo!"
"Pleasure to be of acquaintance, Mr. Wu. So, about that offer earlier..."
