He saw from the corner of his eye that Duan Jingwen's gaze narrowed, as if he was about to give some explanation.
Lan Xiu raised his hand to cut him off directly, "Don't rush, no one cares if you knew some insider news beforehand."
He asked with a smile, "I have a question for everyone present here, how much money has Young Master Duan spent throughout this process?"
At first, everyone was a bit confused by this question, but having spent decades in the business world, they quickly understood his implication!
Then, there was a moment of horror in their hearts…
Duan Jingwen felt as if he had been struck by lightning, standing stunned on the stage almost instantly.
This was the first time he appeared to be losing control.
Yang Fan's eyes flickered in panic, countless fragments flashed through his mind. In the end, his face started changing colors as if it was a palette, as if he had just thought of something.
