It was widely known that the development of Pegasus No. 1 could easily reach a hundred billion dollars. Just 20 percent would be over 20 billion dollars. In Cloud City, it was definitely the biggest project to date.
Allegra's heart began to race, and her face turned a deeper shade of red.
"Mr. Martin, by giving us 20 percent of the project, do you have any other requests?" she asked, slightly nervous.
Finally, they'd arrived at the main point. Tristan raised his hand, and the waiter immediately brought over a box of cigars.
He took one out, lit it, and took a puff. With a slight smile, he said, "I don't have requests. If I had to name one, it would be to become good friends with you, Ms. Booth. What do you think?"
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