In the early hours at the end of September, Lu Liang participated in the Wall Street Round Table Meeting again via remote video connection.
He looked at Su Shimin and teased with a smile, "Power indeed is the best supplement for a man, you look much more spirited."
In the video image, although Su Shimin was full of white hair and wrinkles, his spirit was vibrant, and his face was glowing, exuding the confident demeanor of an old man, completely different from the frail patient he was months ago when he was first discharged from the hospital.
However, his eye would occasionally twitch, indicating the permanent damage the stroke had left on his facial nerves.
Su Shimin ignored Lu Liang's jest and directly stated his intention, "Why hasn't Tianxing Finance announced its listing plans yet?"
"Why, are you interested?" Lu Liang feigned surprise.
"A minimum 40 billion US Dollar IPO, do you think we wouldn't be interested?" Gret replied coldly.
