Lin Chuan did not hold a negative attitude and calmly replied, "You're right."
There was a coffee table between them.
Yu Keke gave a light smile.
Hearing Lin Chuan's voice of agreement, she stood up and walked to her desk, took a card out of the first drawer on the right, and placed it on the coffee table in front of Lin Chuan.
Lin Chuan's eyebrows sank for a moment, then he looked up at Yu Keke and asked with a smile, "Keke, what is this?"
"This is ten billion prepared for you by my foreign bank."
Yu Keke's gaze fell on Lin Chuan's face, her smile gentle, giving off a kind feeling.
Lin Chuan's heart trembled.
Damn it, ten billion!
A sheer ten billion is too abstract a concept for many people, too far-fetched.
By the standards of web novels.
In the web novel circle, a monthly income of a hundred thousand is definitely top-tier.
