"I, Mude, fail to recognize Mount Tai and the true god!"
Mude, though a navy admiral of Pakistan, was nothing compared to a financial giant like Lin Tian. How many admirals are there in the world? If not a thousand, then at least five hundred, right? But how many people rank in the world's top ten richest?
The gap between the two is self-evident.
"General Mude, you're too kind. I'm wondering if General Mude welcomes our investment in Pakistan?" Ye Hao asked with a smile.
"Of course, very welcome, very, very welcome." Mude stood up excitedly and reached out, intending to shake hands with Ye Hao.
Ye Hao was not arrogant. Although he was Lin Tian's son-in-law, he had never used Lin Tian's name to do anything. Now, he used Lin Tian's name to completely convince Mude and ensure his investment in Pakistan without worries.
