Wu Yue felt that if she really accepted the five billion from the other party, she would be taking advantage of Xiang Yu, so she refused firmly.
Feng Lan, seeing that the atmosphere had finally become harmonious again, was delighted. At the same time, her admiration for Xiang Yu grew even deeper.
Xiang Yu always had a knack for simplifying complex problems and resolving them effortlessly.
Seeing Wu Yue's refusal, Xiang Yu grinned and said, "If you don't want to take advantage of me, how about this—one billion?"
"..."
Everyone was speechless. Xiang Yu was too direct; when she said no, he immediately slashed the price down to one billion. Shi Jian, standing to the side, felt a bit awkward and nearly spat out his drink.
Wu Yue looked at Xiang Yu, feeling embarrassed. Although five billion was a bit excessive, one billion seemed far too little. But none of that mattered now; one billion was more than enough for her.
