C117 It's Not Posturing It's Posturing

"Young Master."

Mu Tian Lan respectfully called out to the Vice Chairman after he had let him out.

"Hmm, how is the Heaven Prison right now?"

"Young master, we've sold more than 100 million game helmets and over a hundred thousand gaming pods. We've collected more than 100 billion."

"Fine, send someone to Zhancheng and buy a piece of land fifty kilometers west of the city