As it turned out, they were now offering such generous terms!
With 150 million invested, Dazhong Commerce and Trade could immediately come back to life.
"150 million for just 60% of the shares, have you gotten your brain squeezed by a door?"
At this moment, Mr. Gas Canister couldn't hold it in any longer and sarcastically sneered.
If Huang Dazhong agreed, his dream of marrying his goddess would surely vanish into thin air, and Zhao Jinlong naturally would not accept that.
Yang Hao glanced at Zhao Jinlong and then asked Huang Dazhong, "Mr. Huang, can this 'Mr. Gas' make the decisions here?"
"Mr. Gas is?"
The uncomprehending Huang Dazhong wore a look of confusion.
Zhao Jinlong hadn't caught on either. He looked around, equally mystified, wondering where this "Mr. Gas" came from?
Zhao Yueshan, on the other hand, reacted immediately, as people often sneered behind his back, saying his son was like a gas canister come to life.