Songjiang.
Zhu Wencong discovered that Songjiang changed daily, with one skyscraper after another sprouting up, thanks to the aid of foreign capital.
He couldn't help but recall that the initial strategy had succeeded! By exploiting the corruption of the concession bureaucrats, he brought them into the quick profits of urban land transactions.
Everyone knew the future value of Songjiang and was aware that Songjiang would inevitably be a financial capital; the city's port advantages were simply too great.
"Welcome home, my husband!" Su Yanqiao looked at the just-deboarded Zhu Wencong and immediately stepped forward to give him a big hug.
"Are things alright here?" Zhu Wencong knew Su Yanqiao chose to settle long-term in Songjiang, partly to take care of the children, and partly to be close to the family.
Su Yanqiao nodded; as the secretary-general of the Jiuding Asia Zone group, her workload wasn't heavy, offering her ample personal rest time.
