C142 What a Mess

Beneath the stage, Elder Song laughed coldly. He glanced at Zheng Shaokang, and said: "Shipping Magnate Zheng, this master is right, right? There is no doubt that this thing is real."

Zheng Shaokang also laughed lightly, and his gaze landed on Wang Yu who was on stage.

This time, Wang Yu's face fell.

"It's true. Fifty million for a genuine formation? That's not a loss."

Wang Yu