Lin Qingqian: "…"
No matter how stupid Lu Qinshang was, he knew that if he took out this money, there was no need to talk about the role of being the spokesperson of White. He would have to retire immediately and return home to carry on the family line.
"I'm sorry, I used all my money to open a hotpot restaurant recently. I really can't fork out 20 million."
Lin Qingqian: "…"
Couldn't he find a more sincere excuse?
Jiang Yanshen's dark eyes swept past Lu Qinshang in satisfaction. His gaze landed on Lin Qingqian's small face. His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of coaxing. "Qianqian, he doesn't have as much money as me. Let me invest in this project, okay?"
"No." Lin Qingqian's face was cold as she rejected without thinking.
Jiang Yanshen held the cup with his fingers and lowered his posture as he continued to coax her. "I'll only invest money. I won't interfere with anything else. You can decide on the dividends."