In the afternoon, Lu Liang was still in Tokyo, but by evening, he had arrived at Han City in the neighboring country with Ota Ling.
Zheng Xuanyi had already prepared a banquet, and as soon as the two arrived, they were invited to a hotel belonging to the Hyundai Group.
"Mr. Lu, let me toast to you," Zheng Xuanyi said with a radiant smile, lifting his glass to drink first as a mark of respect.
He seldom admired anyone in his life, and Lu Liang was certainly among the few he did admire.
The 1 billion US Dollars from before had now turned into at least 3 billion.
To earn so much money in such a short time was difficult, but not entirely impossible.
The key question was where to earn it and whose money to earn.
"Mr. Zheng, you are too kind," Lu Liang said, lifting his glass towards the two, smiling, "It is I who should toast to both of you, thanking you for your trust."
