Ye Long was a bit puzzled by what Tiger Yang was thinking. You've won, so you have the capital to mock, but if you lose, do you still have the capital to mock?
What capital do you have to mock?
No matter how much you mock, without strength, you can't mock successfully!
"Ye Long, don't be complacent. There are still two rounds ahead, your fortune, your life!" Tiger Yang was aware that he lost the first round, mentioning it would mean not giving himself an exit.
"Really? We won't brag, our money, the assets of Longmei Bar, amount to tens of billions. If you've got the skills, by all means, come and take it!" Ye Long spread his hands and said with ease and calmness.
"Alright, then let's start the second round. Your fortune, I will take it!" Tiger Yang said harshly, with a determined posture.
"Then let's begin. My nearly tens of billions of assets, if you have the skills, go ahead and take them!" Ye Long said indifferently.
