"Zheng, what do you mean by that?"
Wu Jie squinted his eyes and asked with a smile.
Zheng chuckled, "Wang Taixiong is already in jail, and he'll probably never know the truth in his lifetime."
"All those big shots who pooled their money for the investment, some ran away and others scattered. No one is going to ask you for that 6.8 billion in your account!"
Wu Jie snorted silently, his gaze slowly softening.
"Do you think that money was to trap Wang Taixiong and the others?"
Zheng laughed, "Isn't it? But it doesn't really matter anymore; there's been no case opened for investigation. I'm just personally very curious about how you managed it."
"So many people watching vigilantly, patrolling sleeplessly through the night, and you were somehow able to make several tons of money disappear like a magic trick—truly incredible!"
