The meeting concluded.
Gao Jiande specifically sought out Yang Hao.
"Mr. Yang, you mentioned donating two billion to the charity foundation. How soon can this amount be confirmed?"
Money is just pie in the sky until it is in hand – Gao Jiande had been around for years, painting countless pies in the sky for numerous people, so he was genuinely worried that Yang Hao might be throwing a boomerang back at him.
"It can be confirmed at any time!"
Yang Hao was actually even more anxious than Gao Jiande because if the money wasn't spent and remained merely a verbal commitment, the task would not be settled.
So, he actually hoped to give the money away immediately. Donating two billion and getting back four billion was still pretty sweet.
"At any time?"
Gao Jiande's eyes immediately brightened. The charity foundation would be officially listed in half a month, and Gao Jiande's original thought was that it would be fine to receive the money before the foundation's listing.
