The Golden Armored Divine General crouched halfway down, smashing half the Mountain Pavilion's roof. When he finally stood upright, the Mountain Pavilion collapsed completely.
The divine general stood over fifty feet tall. On the mountainside of Xiaosu Mountain, he could barely even turn around, so he sprang up onto the summit. The hundred-mile stretch of mountains seemed to lie beneath his feet!
Countless people held their breath, gazing at the divine general's majesty without daring to utter another word. Some, their legs trembling, wanted to turn and flee but did not dare, afraid of being noticed by the divine general. Several younger men hurriedly nodded and restrained Xuan Chengzi. There had already been too many people for him to squeeze through; now, Xuan Chengzi had even less chance of escaping.
"General Chang, the reason I put on this armor was so it would be easier for you to control me, right?" Zhuo Nan asked with a smile.
In any case, there were only a few dozen people in total, and practically none of them believed he would win. Some below the stage even pitied him. Hearing those comments, De Gulas smiled inwardly.
After quite a while, Chen Yinyin still had not picked anything suitable. Even the salesclerk had grown impatient and gone to attend to other customers. Yet all I could think was that Chen Yinyin was truly dedicated—she took choosing a gift even more seriously than choosing a husband.
He cried out as though he had given up on himself, though he knew that under such circumstances, who could possibly survive?
With the privatization of state-owned assets, the land alone for the steel mill would cost two or three hundred million, not to mention employee placement, factory buildings, and equipment. Without five or six hundred million, it could not