Su Yinxue shivered, and then her eyes lit up.
"Of course, we'll accept," she said.
"This company is valued at at least eighty billion."
"With all our assets, including mortgage loans, we haven't even reached ten billion, how can we acquire it?"
Yang Fei laughed heartily, raising a finger and said nonchalantly,
"For now, all we need to prepare is one million."
"What, one million? You're not joking, are you?"
Su Yinxue, like a shocked little rabbit, looked at Yang Fei incredulously.
"What nonsense are you talking about? With one million, they won't even let you in the door."
Yang Fei chuckled, and in Su Yinxue's disbelieving stare, nonchalantly snapped his fingers.
"It's just a formality. The contract has to show that figure; otherwise, the law won't recognize it."
"Otherwise, we wouldn't even need to spend a million."
Su Yinxue felt as if her brain had suddenly lost the ability to function, a complete blank.
She stared dumbfoundedly at Yang Fei, unbelieving.