C382 The Perfect Deathmatch

"No money?!"

"You must be joking!" "Would the Four Directions Corporation not have any money?"

"I've already inquired about it. The market value of the Four Directions Corporation has already broken through 10 billion in the past two years!"

Han Jiuzhou was angry to the point that his teeth ached, but then he thought about it, what these people were doing wasn't unreasonable