Li Du's heart jumped; he thought that The President's Umbrella had realized his plan. But that was near impossible. He only made the plan up on the spot, how could The President's Umbrella have guessed it?
He wore a confused expression, asking, "What are you saying?"
The President's Umbrella spoke without smiling, without moving a single facial muscle: "Hmph, nothing. I just feel like you're a cunning one."
"Then we'll go with that?" Hans asked.
The President's Umbrella nodded. "Alright, but you guys choose first. You guys take the four, and the rest is mine."
Hans looked at Li Du. This reaction showed the power dynamic between the two parties.
Li Du said, "Sure, we'll choose first. The real ones and the fake ones have already been mixed up. Even the fakes should be worth at least a few thousand. There is still a good profit to be made."
"Then may God bless you."
