Unexpectedly, Xue Yang said he would invest.
Yang Xiaozhi smoked skillfully, the smoke swirling around him. Xue Yang sat across from him, and it seemed as if the smoke consciously avoided drifting in his direction.
Xue Xing didn't understand, so he chose to remain silent.
As for Chen Fang, she was with Yang Xiaozhi. Naturally, she would be happy if he made money, so she also said nothing, only stepping in to refill everyone's teacup whenever it was empty. Compared to sitting with the old matriarch, she preferred being here. Among peers, conversation was much less restricted.
"How about it?" Xue Yang said. "Since ancient times, it's always the first person to eat the crab who savors the best bite. Now, even though that first crab has been eaten, the scraps that fall off are still massive. After all, a king crab is a crab, and a hermit crab is also a crab. And if that hermit crab happens to be a king crab, then the scraps alone would be enough to feed many people for a lifetime."
