One morning, Zhou Chen was sitting at home, leisurely eating breakfast with a newspaper in hand.
This habit had been formed during his stay with relatives in the United Kingdom while studying abroad. Just as he elegantly placed a piece of bacon into his mouth, his secretary rushed in, flustered.
"You handle things rashly, not composed at all," Zhou Chen scolded.
"Zhou... President Zhou! A new subway line in Magic Capital... has been... announced!" the secretary panted, out of breath from the long run.
Upon hearing this news, Zhou Chen stood up abruptly, "Really?"
He was ecstatic. It seemed that the piece of land he had recently purchased was about to appreciate in value! A subway line was not just a convenience for transportation; it was also bound to lead to a surge in property prices along its route!
"Tell me! Where is the subway line going to be?"
The secretary unfolded a map of Magic Capital and traced a straight red line with a marker.
