A moment later.
"Brother Yang said that?" Sima Tianci looked stunned.
"Of course."
Han Jue nodded.
"Has he lost his mind?"
Qin Zheng looked utterly speechless.
"What kind of brainwashing nonsense is that?"
How did that sound remotely like something a god would say?
It sounded exactly like the administrators on their impoverished Life Planets dangling promises of a grand feast before the bottom-rung divine lifeforms.
All they were telling everyone was:
As long as you worked hard, stayed united, and believed in the future, life would surely get better and better.
Just swindlers hoodwinking fools.
But now... those words had actually come from Yang Fan's mouth.
No matter how Qin Zheng looked at it, it felt absurd.
"Forget it."
Han Jue merely sighed.
"Brother Yang must have a deeper purpose behind this."
"It's just that, even after investigating for so long, I still haven't found the real reason."
Han Jue wasn't particularly dissatisfied with the answer Yang Fan had given him back then.
In business and investment, information itself had value.
The Yang Group was willing to pour several hundred trillion Divinity Points into buying these low-profit businesses. It certainly wasn't simply acting foolishly; there had to be a deeper strategy behind it.
They were friends, yes, but friends weren't family, after all.
When something involved core interests, the other party had no obligation to explain every detail to him.
At that moment, Qin Zheng and Sima Tianci exchanged a glance, and the same thought surfaced in both their minds.
"How about... we buy a little in other starfields too?"
Qin Zheng ventured.
"Just in case there really is some information we don't know about."
Sima Tianci nodded thoughtfully as well.
"Sure. We can pool our money and buy a few companies."
At that, Han Jue suddenly looked a