"Chu... Brother... Mr. Chu, let's start anew since we've gotten to know each other through a fight. My name is Wang Hao, and I own Haoguang Real Estate. If you ever want to buy a property, I can offer you the best options in the entire Magic City, and if you buy from me, Mr. Chu, I won't charge you a penny in commission!"
The bald man didn't wince at having handed out a bank card worth twenty-eight million; seeing Chu Mo willing to accept the money, he actually felt a huge sense of relief.
Just now, when he learned from Manager Huang that the nearly thirty-billion-worth Magic City Financial Building across the street was one of the properties owned by the young man before him, he fully realized the vast chasm between himself and this youth—it was like the difference between the migrant workers across the street and himself, insurmountable, and utterly different as clouds and mud.
