C905 You just hate me so much

Gu Shutong's fingers trembled when he saw the string of numbers on the photo. He almost dropped his phone on the floor.

The amount of money needed for a large company like his was naturally not a small amount.

"Young Master Qin." At this moment, a flattering voice came from the side. "There's an empty seat here. Why don't you sit here?"

That empty spot happened to be right next to Gu Shudong