Zhang Meng looked in surprise at the dragon cast in gold in the gift box, this dragon if made of pure gold, would weigh at least five kilograms.
A gold dragon weighing five kilos, by market value, would cost at least three million.
Zhang Meng remembered this Long Feiyang, he was the chairman of the Feiyang Real Estate Company, and it was him who had resolved the issues when she bought her house.
Li Xiaoyao glanced at the golden dragon and felt somewhat speechless, this Long Feiyang, was truly a vulgar man, always giving gold as gifts.
"Chairman Long has gone to a lot of trouble."
No matter what one said, the gift Long Feiyang brought was indeed valuable by its price.
Moreover, the gifts that Long Feiyang could think of were probably only those that could show their worth in monetary terms, it seemed that only in this way could he express his sincerity.
"Chairman Long, please have a seat inside, Meng Meng, please get the tea."
