Chapter 116 The Wealthy Nth Generation

"Mr. Meng, you're not joking, right? 10 million?"

Uncle Gen and the other four shareholders sat across from him, their faces a picture of stunned disbelief.

"At first, I thought it was a joke too, but they've already transferred a 300 thousand down payment..."

Mr. Meng also looked somewhat speechless as he glanced at Meng Lang, who was nonchalantly sitting beside him.

Heaven knows what kind of company it actually is, the contract isn't even signed yet, and they're already throwing down payments for two pig farms...

But this undoubtedly demonstrated the investor's "deep pockets" from a side angle, greatly enhancing credibility.

If it weren't for repeatedly confirming the balance in his own account over the phone, Mr. Meng would have never believed such a huge pie fell right onto their heads.

"300 thousand?!"