"You're exaggerating, brothers. It's only 200 million at most, he still needs to pay taxes!"
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Luo Feng did not spend any time reading the comments under the articles about him.
Instead, he went to bed early to get some rest.
The next day, Luo Feng had breakfast at the farmhouse, and to his surprise, he noticed that many of the second-generation heirs had stayed there as well.
They were probably waiting for him to start digging together.
Which was fine for Luo Feng. After all, he had promised them 7 days, and 7 days is what they will get.
"Luo Feng, are we going back to the steel factory again today?"
"I just made some fruit juice, help yourself to some! It'll make you feel more energetic!"
Li Shishi walked over with a cup in her hand and politely handed it over.
"Well, thank you. But, I've already drunk a big bowl of soy milk! I'll drink it on my way there!"
