C168 That Little Bastard Is so Rich

Zhou Zhisheng was breathing heavily. His eyes swept across Wu Junhao's face with a stern look.

At that moment, a thought flashed through his mind. Why didn't he pinch this wastrel to death in his swaddling clothes back then?

This time, he lowered his voice, demonstrated, and painstakingly explained the investment of two billion. If he said he didn't have it, it would be gone.

"You... Oh my