"President Mu, you can't be joking with this old man, can you?!" At the top floor of the Meishilin restaurant, in the VIP dining area, even with Zheng Minhe's experience and status, he couldn't help but feel his heart waver upon hearing Mu Shanshan's declaration of leaving him three billion.
Three billion, for someone like Mu Shanshan, a major group controller, wasn't too much. However, for Zheng Minhe, it was equivalent to a significant portion of his fortunes.
Had it been an ordinary person speaking to Zheng Minhe in this way, he wouldn't have taken it too seriously. After all, not just anyone could casually offer three billion.
But, it just so happened that these words came from Mu Shanshan, the icy president, which left Zheng Minhe with no choice but to take it very seriously.
Because, just the name Mu Shanshan alone was worth more than three billion.
"Old Zheng, you should know, I don't particularly enjoy joking with people."