Zhu Yizhen let out two long huffs through his nose.
He even felt a little helpless.
But he didn't lash out again.
Once Zhu Yixian had left the private room, Lin Chu looked at him. "I'm planning to raise the prices at my place. The highest tier will go up to 2.8 million, benchmarking against Mission Hills—or maybe even a little higher."
Hm?
Hearing this, Zhu Yizhen's expression first turned solemn, but it was quickly replaced by a smile. His face changed in an instant as he gave Lin Chu a thumbs-up. "Great! You've got guts! A fantastic plan. Mission Hills is also planning to raise prices this year!"
'Isn't he just courting disaster?'
'Raise prices?'
'Does he take rich people for idiots?'
'What an amateur. His brain must be full of shit. He's just going to flush two billion down the drain!'
Lin Chu rolled his eyes at him. "Don't give me that kind of deceptive bullshit. You look like a clown."
Zhu Yizhen: "Uh..."
