After returning to the small private room and sitting down again, Wang Ye smiled and said to Wang Dongdong:
"Dongdong, there are two envelopes here. Pick one.
One contains a one-million check. If you choose that one, you can take it directly. The money is yours, and you don't have to pay it back.
The other contains a ten-million check, but if you choose that one, you'll have to return the money in three years.
In other words, you only have the right to use the ten million for three years.
And you won't be using it for free. You'll need to pay interest.
Let's calculate it at four percent a year. After three years, you'll need to pay me back eleven million two hundred thousand!
Which one will you choose?"
Zhang Xiaoxi looked at Wang Ye in surprise, not understanding what he meant. Why was he making Wang Dongdong choose? Wouldn't it have been enough to just give her some money?
But she did not say anything. Since Wang Ye was doing this, he must have had his reasons.
Her old classmate had risen to his current wealth and status in Russia as a "foreigner" in just five years. How could an ordinary person like her possibly understand everything he did...
So she only needed to watch from the side. There was no need for her to offer any opinion.
Wang Dongdong, meanwhile, was already too stunned to speak.
Her first instinct was that Wang Ye was joking, but his expression looked quite serious. Yet the way he tossed around one million and ten million made it seem as though money meant nothing to him!
Forget ten million—even one million was an enormous sum!
The housing development they were selling had units priced at just over three thousand per