After exchanging a few words with Jin Sanyin, Ling Han bade farewell and left.
The other party expressed that if Ling Han still needed anything else in this aspect, he could continue to look for him. The Jin Clan specialized in the material business, and basically, as long as Ling Han could name it, they would be able to obtain it.
Of course, the prerequisite was that Ling Han could afford it.
Although Ling Han had left, Jin Sanyin had not. He was still drinking tea in the private room, looking extremely relaxed.
The door suddenly opened and a young man in his twenties walked in.
"Ninth Grandpa, isn't it too much of a loss to sell it to him at such a low price?" The young man sat down and asked the old man.