"If you're just trying to use this kind of stunt to get my attention and secure that collaboration opportunity, I think you're being way too childish!"
Liu Dasuan shook his head. "Even a thousand-acre modernized farm wouldn't be worth three hundred million. What you're doing is just stupid!"
"That's right, stupid, absolutely foolish!"
Chang Ziru sneered.
The crowd almost universally understood Xiao Chen's identity and his intentions, thinking to themselves: A live-in son-in-law is a live-in son-in-law, completely a no-go after all.
But the organizers didn't care—they seemed afraid Xiao Chen would change his mind and promptly confirmed the sale and rightful ownership of the Stone King.
The Stone King, which had failed to sell even for one hundred million after changing hands through over a dozen venues, was shockingly sold for three hundred million.
For the organizers, this was indeed excellent news.
"Chief Liu, dare to make a bet with me?"
Xiao Chen asked with a sly smile.
