Hou Chengjin lit a cigarette and spoke through gritted teeth.
"Alright. I just happened to get my hands on an antique knife a couple of days ago. It's really sharp. I'll lend it to you when the time comes."
Lin Chu cracked a joke, then a thought suddenly crossed his mind. "What's the word from Zhao Rong?"
She had also invested six million, after all.
Hou Chengjin's smile became even more bitter. "She hasn't said anything for now. In fact, her attitude is even more enthusiastic. She was just encouraging me, hoping it's not completely dead yet and still has a breath of life left. But if the last one flops too, then I guess we won't be friends anymore."
That, too, was perfectly normal.
When she invested back then, she was actually a bit reluctant. She was just backed into a corner by Lin Chu, so she gritted her teeth and invested.
Right now, watching her lose money, Lin Chu was actually quite wickedly pleased, even though… he was losing money too.
"Alright, then you keep at it."
