Seeing Zhou Mingchen's displeased expression, Qiu Cheng stopped asking further questions and immediately started the car.
"Mr. Zhou, with something so valuable, should we first take it back home?" After a while, he spoke again. Fengguang Group and West Suburb Villa were in two different directions, and once on the elevated road, coming back would take a big detour. Now, although he did not want to speak, he had to ask.
"No need," Zhou Mingchen said gravely.
He turned his head and glanced at the box placed beside him. The contents inside had cost nearly eighty million. Eighty million! Even for Zhou Mingchen, that was definitely not a small sum. Recently, due to the rise in building materials, Fengguang Group's capital turnover often teetered on the edge of crisis. As the boss, instead of focusing whole-heartedly on the company's business at such a time, he had instead spent this huge sum on such an item, and thinking about this suddenly made him uncontrollably furious.
