Wang Xiaocong said, "We are businessmen."
Bright was startled, "You're in business?"
Wang Xiaocong nodded, "Yes, we're in business."
Bright sized them up again, "Judging by your nice clothes, all luxury brands, you're quite wealthy, aren't you?"
Wang Xiaocong said, "Yes, we're bona fide tycoons in Huaxia. You can just treat us as such."
"Tycoons?" Bright sneered with disdain, "The tycoons from Huaxia are just some nouveau riche, right? Owning a few acres of land, maybe a house—about on par with our small town folks here. I remember a few years ago, a Huaxia 'tycoon' came to our beautiful country, was accused of sexual assault, and paid a hefty sum just to make bail. Your Huaxia tycoons don't amount to much over here, let alone two young people like yourselves."
He was referring to the incident where Liu Qiangxi was framed and wrongly accused.
Of course, he only had a vague understanding of it and did not know that Liu Qiangxi was a tycoon worth hundreds of billions.
