"Thank you so much, my friends. Allow me to raise a toast to both of you and express my gratitude for supporting my cousin!"
Ye Wen Hui immediately wore a grateful and triumphant expression, stood up ecstatically, and raised his glass.
He quickly urged Chu Feng, "Chu Feng, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and thank the bosses. This is a huge opportunity worth three million!"
"If we miss this chance, we won't get another one like it."
Chu Feng remained calm, simply raised his glass, and smiled. "Three million?"
"These plots of land are the best locations in Xi Ye, and their minimum price is ten billion."
"You want to take away ten billion worth of land from me for only three million. Isn't that a robbery? And you expect me to be grateful for your support?"
Ye Wen Hui's face immediately changed.
Zhao Tian and Xin Zhi's faces also froze.
This dude wasn't foolish!
He was quite cunning!
"Young man, what you said is correct, but you have to understand that ten billion was the past price. Now, Xi Ye is in constant warfare, and the prices are collapsing."
Zhao Tian tried to persuade Chu Feng, "In this day and age, having three million is already good enough. When the real war breaks out, forget about three million; even these worthless pieces of paper in your hand won't sell for three pennies."
Chu Feng calmly replied, "Then I would rather let it rot in my hands than let you greedy businessmen succeed."
"Xi Ye has too many people like you who think about how to profit from the country's crisis instead of helping the nation in times of difficulty."
"With people like you, how can Xi Ye achieve long-term stability?"
Zhao Tian and Xin Zhi's faces darkened, and anger rose within them.
Ye Wen Hui also frowned and whispered, "Chu Feng, you've gone too far with your words. Quickly, apologize to the bosses."
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