Hu Yibao in their opinion.
He is a young billionaire in the future!
"Mr. Hu, I'm very sorry for what I just said!" Zhang Zichen said, "I'll drink a glass as a punishment."
In front of Hu Yibao, Zhang Zichen drank a glass of red wine and then quickly said, "How about we jointly develop the Golden Century property?"
At this time, Zhang Zichen could still clearly remember what Hu Yibao said to him when he bought Golden Century.
5 billion in profits!
The golden century brought more than 5 billion in profits.
Once it is developed, it will cost tens of billions!
Zhang Zichen has already determined that there must be a big shot behind Hu Yibao.
Hu Yibao shrugged and said calmly, "Unfortunately, I sold it yesterday morning!"
"Sold!?" Zhang Zichen said in disbelief.
Hu Yibao said calmly, "It was sold to the Chen Group. If you want to cooperate, you can go over and ask."
"besides……"
Hu Yibao looked directly at Zhang Zichen and said softly, "Mr. Zhang, speaking ill of others behind their backs is not something a decent person would do."
Zhang Zichen's face flushed a little.
Hu Yibao continued, "By the way, I promised you two days ago that if Golden Century makes 5 billion, I'll give you a red envelope."
He took out a wallet from the inside pocket of his clothes, pulled out a hundred-yuan note from it, stuffed it into Zhang Zichen's suit pocket, patted Zhang Zichen's face gently, and said.
"Mr. Zhang, this is your red envelope!"
How could Hu Yibao just ignore what Zhang Zichen had just said just because he drank a glass of red wine!
Even clay Buddhas have a little bit of anger.
What's more, I also have a system and a disaster book.
As long as he doesn't cause trouble, Hu Yibao doesn't mind destroying him humanitarianally if he comes to him in the future.
Hu Yibao then turned around and said to Wu Zhongyang and the others with a smile, "Sorry, everyone, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"Tomorrow's preview of [Charlotte's Troubles], if it goes on as scheduled, I will invite you, Mr. Wu."
My goal has been achieved.
There is no need to stay at the party any longer.
Go back and sleep a little longer, play one more game.
Isn’t it delicious?
"Mr. Hu, let me see you off." Wu Zhongyang and the others immediately stood up from the sofa.
…
…
Outside the Hilton Hotel.
Under the gaze of hundreds of top celebrities from all walks of life in Shanghai.
Under the starry sky.
A Maybach slowly drove away.
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