Russell nodded, "You're not greedy; you're different from the Jews."
Lu Yang said, "Jews want to rule the world, while I just need enough money to spend. Of course, I also need to make sure I don't lose too much money, regardless of success or failure, you have to give me San Remo."
Mr. Russell laughed, "Of course, in the worst-case scenario, buying San Remo for tens of millions of euros isn't a big loss for you. If things go well, it could mean billions in profits plus San Remo. I hope you achieve the latter."
Lu Yang: "Because it means, Mr. Russell, that you could swallow up tens of billions in one go, right? I hope you succeed too!"
The two shook hands.
A day later, in Los Angeles.
Lu Yang and Sofia were lying in bed, having just finished their most intimate greeting.
Afterward, they started talking about some things.
"What? You're planning to invest all your money with Russell?" Sofia was very surprised.
