"Are you seriously asking for a refund at this stage?" Baffled, Lang Shan nearly wanted to strangle Hans Zhou for such a terrible joke.
If he were to truly refund the investment, then the project would be halted, equivalent to costing him a lot of money in the process.
How could Lang Shan be laughing at such a joke?
"I don't care," Hans Zhou rolled his eyes.
"It's a good thing those two people didn't bother with us, otherwise, my father was definitely going to punish me further. I'm already in some deep mess, so I dare not involve myself with you any further."
With that said, Hans Zhou was immensely quick in switching his face, having distanced himself from Lang Shan, who he treated as a close brother earlier.
"You little sly bastard!" Infuriated, Lang Shan's veins nearly bulged out as he cursed, "Stop acting like you are some good son either. Without me providing you with some investment plan, do you think you can even attend today's event?"
