In the evening, Zhu Wencong attended a local bankers' party, marking another encounter.
Last time, when Zhu Wencong sought loans everywhere, only City Bank was willing to lend, while the other private banks unanimously refused.
They preferred Zhu Wencong to become a scythe in the stock market rather than squandering all his capital on industrial investments.
What they didn't expect was that Zhu Wencong truly became a scythe, but the ones being reaped were themselves!
The unsatisfied local bankers went to war with Zhu Wencong in the oil sector, hoping to give him a taste of failure.
Unbeknownst to them, Zhu Wencong, who was clueless about oil, had a high-profile protector, and halfway through, out came a Rockefeller.
A promising game turned into a losing one, and a string of investment blunders led a large number of banks to declare bankruptcy.
The banking alliance that was supposed to strangle Zhu Wencong has now crumbled, and no one dares to oppose him anymore.
