Zhu Wencong only needed to join the Silver Alliance, and other bankers would have a legitimate reason to provide Jiuding Bank with managerial talents and assist in its expansion.
There's no reason to help an Asian, as that would mean facing tremendous public opinion pressure; it's not their style.
"So, what's our bank's next move?" Andrews asked directly.
Ever since they reaped the foreign exchange market's speculators, everyone was thoroughly convinced of Zhu Wencong's ability to make money.
They were finally experiencing the joy of San Francisco bankers, feeling incredibly fortunate to be under the protection of Zhu Wencong, the God of Wealth.
Now, there was no need to rack their brains over investment projects; they just had to blindly follow Zhu Wencong's arrangements, for he would never deceive them.
Zhu Wencong needed everyone to build him a stage, and everyone needed Zhu Wencong to bring them immense wealth.
