Money was merely an external possession; the system store was something that could only be encountered by chance.
Of the props and skills he had bought last time, which one could money buy? They would all be immensely useful at critical moments.
Was there even a need to choose?
Naturally, he chose option three.
Zhang Yang raised his head, looked at the somewhat disappointed Ye Junyi, and immediately smiled.
"How about this? If you're truly interested, I can give you five percent of the shares. Let's not talk about money—consider it making a friend."
"Th-this..." Ye Junyi was instantly startled. "How could I accept that?"
"Why not?" Zhang Yang said indifferently. "I can't give you much, but giving you five percent as a gesture is no problem..."
At the current valuation, five percent was no small sum—at least tens of millions.
For Zhang Yang to casually offer it just like that showed no small degree of generosity.
But... Ye Junyi naturally would not accept it.
"Young Master Zhang, please don't mention giving away shares." Ye Junyi kept waving his hands. "Business is business. Whatever the price should be, that's what it should be."
He raised his glass and toasted Zhang Yang once again.
"But five percent really is too little. Young Master Zhang, could you loosen your grip a little more?"
"Five percent is still too little?" Zhang Yang shook his head with an amused smile. "Then how much do you want? I currently hold thirty percent of the shares. I definitely can't transfer all of them to you—I have to retain some myself."
"How about twenty-five?" Ye Junyi asked tentatively.
"You've got it backwards—I only keep five percent, is that it?" Zhang Yang laughed and cursed. "How about this? At most, I'll give you twenty. You can decide the