Anyway, I can't use this money back in reality, so I might as well spend it all here.
Gone like wind-blown eggshells, money flees but brings peace.
"Mr. Liu's carefree attitude is truly enviable."
The Golden Beetle said sincerely.
Although it has earned quite a bit over the years, it's far from reaching a point where money doesn't matter.
"I envy myself too. Alright, I'm off. I'll contact you when I have news."
Liu Zheng patted its shoulder and stood up, ready to leave.
"Take care, Mr. Liu."
The Golden Beetle escorted him all the way to the elevator door, then returned to its office.
It hesitated for a moment before dialing a string of numbers on the phone.
"Hello, President Yuan? It's me, Xiao Zhong from Da Jin Fa Trust."
"Yes, Mr. Liu already left. His business is done, and the delivery should have arrived."
Saying this, the Golden Beetle had a peculiar expression.
