Lin Fan invested 20 million, saving Wang Xiangqian's company, and acquired a girl group, which was exactly what Feng Tianming had abandoned.
As a result, Feng Tianming mocked Lin Fan for having poor judgment.
Lin Fan calmly proposed a bet to see whose girl group would be more successful in the future, his or Feng Tianming's.
Feng Tianming became intrigued: "Since you're asking for humiliation, I've no reason not to oblige. A bet it is. What's the wager?"
Lin Fan said coolly, "One hundred million."
It was like a thunderclap.
Everyone was startled. Lin Fan's bet was too harsh, casually wagering a billion!
Wang Xiangqian and Ning Xiaoyue were both taken aback. After all, they'd never seen that much money in their lives; to them, it was a number beyond imagination. Yet to Lin Fan, it was just a casual bet.
Feng Tianming's face twitched. Although he was Feng Wanshan's son, he was not Feng Wanshan, and coming up with one hundred million was not easy for him.
