"Boy, did you hear it? Miss Zheng doesn't need you to raise it!"
"Let me know. I am the third caste of the Indian Kingdom. Although it is not considered to be of high status and power, my family's assets are more than one billion."
"However, I think a person like me can't afford to support Miss Zheng."
Seeing Ye Hao's self-righteous attitude, the young man with a buzz-headed hair looked sarcastic.
"Since you are so proud, you must have billions of assets?"
"I wonder which of the top ten top families you come from in Daxia? Which of the five major clans?"
"Tell me quickly and make me scared, so I will not be qualified to break up!"
The people around them were full of sarcasm in their sight.
Obviously everyone could hear that this young man with a buzz cut was ridiculing Ye Hao.
But that's right. How can a son-in-law have billions?
I am really so rich, but I still need to be someone else's son-in-law?
Are you really so rich, and you will be kicked out of the door?
"Billions?"
Hearing this number, Ye Hao frowned slightly and said, "To be honest, I don't know how much money I have."
“I’m not interested in money.”
"Money is just a number to me."
"When I am happiest, I earn dozens of dollars a day."
"Not interested in money?"
When several beautiful women rolled their eyes when they heard Ye Hao's words.
Do you think you are the richest man?
Don't know how much money you have?
Still not interested in money?
The happiest day is when you earn dozens of yuan a day?
You can pretend so well, why don’t you go to heaven?
Even Zheng Xiaoxuan was a little confused.
Although she knew that her brother-in-law was very powerful, she didn't even take the shares of Wucheng Gold Company seriously.
But this method of pretending is too much!
Li Haina sneered even more. After looking at Ye Hao up and down for a moment, she sneered out with a "sneer".
"Hahaha--"
Sharek and others all laughed wildly, looking at Ye Hao's eyes full of endless jokes and sarcasm.
Money is just a number?
Not interested in money?
Those who can really reach this level, let alone those in Wucheng, can most likely walk sideways even if they go to Yanjing, right?
But according to Sharek's knowledge, there are really very few people in the entire Martial City who can reach this level.
The leader of the Longmen Sect is counted, the leader of the Golden Palace is counted, and the top leader of the Wucheng official can barely count one.
Even the three eldest sons of the Long family may not dare to say such things.
Ye Hao is not from the Golden Palace, and he has no surname Wan or Long, so he actually says such things?
Is this just funny?
"Hahaha, it turns out that Mr. Ye, who is not interested in money, is disrespectful!"
The young man with a buzz cut looked shocked, pretended to be sucking, and then shivered Ye Hao's hand.
"Ye Hao, do you have a small goal of income every day?"
"Do you let us see what life is like with a small goal every day!"
When everyone present burst into laughter when they heard the words of the young man with a buzz cut.
One small goal every day?
In other words, make 100 million yuan a day?
How could such a person exist?
Even if it exists, it cannot be like this.
Sharek glared at the young man with a buzz cut and said, "Che Xuan, please be more sensible!"
"This is not interested in money. Mr. Ye has a small goal every day!"
"You offended him, and he killed you with money every minute!"