"If one day, my group goes bankrupt and I am penniless, leaving only 30 villas in Beijing, 20 luxury cars, 10 yachts, and a handsome me, will all you A-list female stars, wealthy daughters, and college beauties still love me?"
Chen Hao stood in front of the glass window of the Iron Tower luxury restaurant in G City, holding a glass of 1987 Italian white wine worth 300,000 yuan in his hand. He looked up at the stars in the night sky with his deep eyes at 45 degrees and expressed the troubles in his heart.
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This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
