Everyone couldn't help but gasp.
When Cailao and Qinglao produced hundreds of billions, they had their respective families backing them; it wasn’t just one person's money. But Wang Han had produced that kind of wealth entirely on his own. There was a qualitative difference between the two.
Wang Han stood up. "Anything else? If not, I'm going out to find another tycoon to scrape together the remaining eight billion."
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