"Brother, Elias has come to see you, will you meet with him or not?" Fu Mengqiu came over and asked.
"Let him come over!" Zhu Wencong put down the newspaper in his hands; the real estate market is hot, and he actually has time to come over and chit-chat with me.
With the injection of large capital into Xiangjiang's real estate, the value of the land soared overnight, dazzling countless eyes.
Everyone couldn't help but think of Zhu Wencong, the creator of wealth myths. He has succeeded once again, bringing endless wealth to the world.
The gamblers of Xiangjiang suddenly found the gambling industry less attractive; the hit-or-miss game was far less appealing than the beautiful dream of overnight wealth through real estate.
The wealthy merchants are the bankers, the gamblers are the leeks, and the businessmen who enter the market later are the fresh leeks, all playing the game of zeros and ones.
