"Two million still isn't the limit?"
After ending the call with Wilson, Lu Liang showed a contemplative look, and Bitcoin's importance in his mind increased yet again.
He sensed that Wilson was noticeably hesitant, as if, compared to Bitcoin, DiDi was not at all important.
"DiDi is, after all, just a private company."
Lu Liang twisted his neck and patted Fang Shiyu on the shoulder, "Let's go to the hospital first, damn it, this pain is killing me."
Waking up with a crick in the neck is like a toothache—not a serious illness, but it's uncomfortable and constantly reminds you how uncomfortable it is.
At the same time, Liu Qing, who was supposed to be on her way to the company, was suddenly stopped by Old Liu.
Old Liu remained silent for a long while before speaking in a deep voice, "Find some time, go talk to Lu Liang."
