"Now I feel that no matter what choice I make, his mind is very firm."

Chu Yao said frankly.

It's time to make a choice again.

Along the way, I have faced many choices, and almost all of them were active choices.

I get to choose the path I want to take.

And this time...

The battlefield has been upgraded, and the room for choice has narrowed, so it is a passive choice.

Choose one of the two paths drawn by others.

What Chu Yao dared to guarantee was that if he wanted to take the first path, Jiang Tianrui would definitely have ten thousand ways to break into the Hou family's psychic artillery factory.

And if I want to take the second path, Jiang Tianrui may have 20,000 ways to force me to take the first path after I have lost all my money.

There is no choice at all.

Because the wealth that the psychic artillery factory means is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Chu Yao didn't have detailed data, but estimated that it was a market worth at least one trillion yuan.

No one would not be tempted by such a piece of fat meat.

Even someone as powerful as Jiang Tianrui.

Hou Guanjun was silent for a moment, his thoughts racing, and he quickly figured out the key to this.

"Brother Chu, are we friends?"

He suddenly asked.

Only teenagers can ask this question. Mature adults probably won't ask such childish questions.

Chu Yao thought about it and nodded.

"Half, for now."

Hou Guanjun also nodded.

"Half is enough. So, I'll give you 70 million first. You go find Jiang Tianrui and see what he does next. I'll go back and discuss this matter with my old man."

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