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"Ah?" Zhang Menglong faced this sudden invitation and, surprisingly, had no immediate reaction.

"What's going on?" Just now, Poladi had an air of arrogance about him, almost as if everyone owed him money, but looking at his gaze now, there was not only excitement but even a hint of fanaticism.

"Do you know each other?" Wang Ling and Zhang Menglong exchanged puzzled looks.

Given Zhang Menglong's net worth and wealth, it might be possible that Zhang Menglong's elders knew Poladi, which seemed like a reasonable guess.

"Would you believe me if I told you this is the first time I'm meeting him?" Zhang Menglong said.

"Poladi is already in his sixties or seventies, he should be from your grandfather's generation. Maybe when you were too young to understand anything, he might have met you."

This turn of events quickly shifted all focus from Poladi to Zhang Menglong.

Although Poladi's Huaxia language was quite poor, they had still clearly heard what he said just now, Poladi was inviting this young man to dinner?

What kind of play was this? Wasn't Poladi paid by someone to dine with them? Why suddenly start inviting others to eat out of the blue?

"Who is this young man?"

"Don't know him, but being here today probably means his family has some background."

"I know the person opposite him, Wang Ling, the son of Wanda."

"Then he probably belongs to that circle too. Perhaps their elders know each other?"

"I recognize this young man! He's that Zhang Menglong?"

"Who is Zhang Menglong?"
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"You don't know Zhang Menglong and you still dare say you mix in the Internet circle? Not long ago, he acquired Weibo and scared Baidu and Tengxun into submission. That's him."

"Him? I thought he was from Gusu!"

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Someone recognized Zhang Menglong, and news about him quickly spread. There might be people who had never seen Zhang Menglong, but it was extremely rare to find anyone who had not heard of him. Recently, he had been dominating the hotspot on Weibo as if he had bought out the entire trending section.

What was even more outrageous was that he actually acquired Weibo outright for a girl, not something just anybody could pull off.

This explosive news suddenly turned all the media's cameras towards Zhang Menglong's face. Actually, many people had wanted to interview Zhang Menglong, but he was elusive, and it was as though an invisible hand was erasing all traces of him. No one knew where he was, let alone get an interview with him.

Zhang Menglong had been the subject of conversation for a while now.

And just as news about him started to fade a little, with everyone's attention shifting to the new world's richest person, Zhang Menglong appeared again, and this rich individual was now inviting him to lunch on the spot!

"Mr. Poladi, hadn't we already agreed? What is this..." Song Mingxiang's face suddenly couldn't retain its composure. Even if he wasn't the main attraction today, he was definitely the primary supporting character. Suddenly, the media's cameras had all shifted away from him. Was this meal going to amount to nothing?

Poladi whispered a few words into the ear of the interpreter next to him, and then completely ignored Song Mingxiang afterward.

"Mr. Song, we are terribly sorry, but today Mr. Poladi has encountered a very important person, so he probably won't be able to join you for lunch. He will repay you double the cost of this meal. We hope there will be another opportunity to have lunch with you next time," the interpreter said politely.

"What?" Song Mingxiang's face showed incredible disbelief. The media had been covering this lunch for a week. His company was ready for a marketing event, and suddenly, for one person, he was foregoing the meal?

And to note, this lunch cost 12 million US dollars! To double refund, he was willing to spend another 12 million dollars just to have lunch with Zhang Menglong, what was going on?

Song Mingxiang had heard of Zhang Menglong, whose financial power was incomparable to his since he could afford to acquire Weibo in a day. He understood that probably only someone with a very solid background like Zhang Menglong could pull off such a feat.

But in his heart, this young man, though somewhat unbelievable, definitely couldn't compare to the world's richest man, Poladi!

Furthermore, even if Zhang Menglong were richer than Poladi, he was at best a second-generation rich kid, and definitely couldn't be so important that Poladi would condescend to invite him to dinner, right?

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But he didn't know that Zhang Menglong was no ordinary rich second generation, no, strictly speaking, he wasn't a rich second generation at all—he was the damn rich generation of centuries!

Although Song Mingxiang was seething with anger inside, he dared not lash out. After all, his company was listed in America, and Poladi just so happened to be American. The venture capital firm he owned likely held no small share of his company's stocks.

If he crossed this newly-minted stock god, his company probably wouldn't survive even one move!

This luncheon was to be live broadcast across the entire network. Even though there was a change in the main character, it didn't affect these media's jobs. Their task was to find explosive news, and obviously, Poladi's sudden change of heart was far more thrilling than the lunch happening as scheduled!

"What's going on here?"

"As expected, where there is Zhang Menglong, big news follows!"

"Even the world's richest man wants to invite him to lunch? Could it be that Zhang Menglong's family is one of Mr. Poladi's shareholders?"

"It's possible! Otherwise, how could he so easily acquire Weibo, even managing to pressure the two big internet giants? If Poladi Group's capital was behind this, it would all make sense!"

"No, that's not right. Even if he were a shareholder's son, there's no need for this kind of attitude. Look, he's clearly placing himself at a much lower level!"

The audience watching the live broadcast online was also utterly confused. What on earth was this all about?

"Do you know me?" Zhang Menglong finally spoke to Poladi.

"Are you Mr. Zhang?" Poladi did not use his mother tongue, but instead, carefully communicated with Zhang Menglong in Huaxia language.

"My surname is Zhang, but I don't think I've ever met you before," Zhang Menglong didn't give this so-called world's richest man any face.

"Then there is no mistake! Is your grandfather Mr. Zhang Mo?"

"It seems you do know my grandfather," Zhang Menglong finally caught a thread of clue, but by his look, it seemed things weren't just as simple as that.

"That's great! I've finally met you!" Amidst the shock of countless onlookers, Poladi actually had tears welling up in his eyes, as if he had found a long-lost relative.

"Did you just say you want to invite me to lunch?" asked Zhang Menglong.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang!" Poladi was overwhelmed with excitement, "It's the biggest wish and dream of my life. If you're willing, I could use one hundred million US dollars to invite you to share this meal with me!"

"Wow!" As soon as he finished speaking, the entire restaurant erupted in astonishment.

Twelve million dollars was already a sky-high price, but Poladi was willing to pay a hundred million dollars to invite Zhang Menglong to lunch—this world was too crazy!

Poladi was the world's richest man, a brand-new stock god. People probably lined up just to have a meal with him, everyone hoping to learn something from him. But what could a young man like Zhang Menglong possibly teach him?

"Wait a minute, just calm down," Poladi's tears and snot were nearly smearing on Zhang Menglong's clothes now, "first tell me clearly, what exactly do you want to do? I don't just casually dine with anyone!"

"Damn! That's our Boss Zhang, always playing hard-to-get!"

"Having lunch with the world's richest man is just casual to him? My mind is blown."

"Kid, are you filled with questions?"

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"Mr. Zhang, you might not be very clear about this, but my startup capital was provided by your grandfather. Although, for Mr. Zhang Mo, that sum of money was just a casual act of helping a bankrupt poor soul, his guidance and that money were what I relied on to make a comeback!"

Poladi was just too excited, and his mother tongue slipped out while speaking.

"Excuse me, I only got a 90 in my Level Six English listening exam, could someone translate what he said for me?" Zhang Menglong sent a pleading glance towards Wang Ling, "Damn, with so many people watching, this is so embarrassing!"

"He... he said that his startup capital... was given to him by your grandfather..."