"Today is the association's dinner, and I want to introduce a friend of mine, someone you all know," Su Jingmin said directly.
"I plan to entrust the association's funds to him to manage, and he will take 30% of the profits. You can discuss further."
Yang Wanxiong and Wang Bideng exchanged looks, neither of them having expected Su Jingmin and Zhu Wencong to be mixed up together.
It was possible that they might even become relatives by marriage someday; the East doesn't value binding interests but rather binding through kinship.
"Why do those White people trust you so much?" Wang Bideng had always been curious about this.
"I'm just a tool for attracting wealth! If I couldn't attract wealth, would they even consider people like us?"
"As long as I can bring them substantial wealth, they will definitely make use of me and entrust their capital to me.
I'm well aware that I'm not in the same boat as them; our relationship is one of mutual use," Zhu Wencong confessed frankly.
