C455 Little Merchandize Market

"Is that true?"

Yang Xuan took a sip of tea. "Of course, how can it be fake? These idiots, I reminded them in a subtle manner, but they actually thought that I wanted to swallow their shares. They didn't know what was good for them. Just let them be. I reminded you, at least I won't let you go bankrupt. You can treat me to a meal today."

"Drink, Advisor Yang. If I treat you to a meal