Yang Fan had barely appeared when Zhang Pang lunged at him.
"Stop right there. Stay away from me, I'm straight." Yang Fan raised his foot and kicked him away.
Although they were all consciousness bodies, the sensations felt very real. Zhang Pang got up from the ground and rubbed his butt.
"I'm straight too. I was just expressing how much I missed you," Zhang Pang said aggrievedly.
Yang Fan rolled his eyes. "Cut the act and be normal. So, what did you want from me?"
"Didn't you tell me to invest in Blood-Coagulation Flowers at the start of the year? With the boost from my planting talent, my father and I harvested two batches in total and made 80 million Faith Points," Zhang Pang said.
"That much?" Yang Fan was surprised.
Zhang Wanshan was doing fairly well in Moonlight Residential Community, but at best, he was only king of the slums.
How much had they invested?
Zhang Pang explained, "My dad mortgaged our house and shops, then mortgaged the buildings in our Divine Kingdom to a finance company. The investment was a little large."
As he said this, Zhang Pang's tone carried a hint of relief.
Thankfully, the purchase price of Blood-Coagulation Flowers had not fallen. Otherwise, the exorbitant interest alone would have crushed their family.
"Uncle Zhang is fierce!" Yang Fan gave him a thumbs-up.
Because of a single sentence from him, the man had actually staked his entire fortune.
Old ginger was still the spiciest!
If not for his Evolution Talent, which let him harvest once every twenty days, he would never have dared to make such a heavy investment.
"My dad said you were the one who provided the information, so out of the 80 million profit, he wants to give you 50 million," Zhang Pang continued.