"Welcome! Welcome! Chicago is a nice place, isn't it?" Zhu Wencong greeted his subordinates at the door.
They were all old aides who had followed him from California to the East Coast, and in the West, the New Year always had to be bustling.
Zhu Wencong wouldn't let them spend Christmas alone, so he had invited them all to stay at his mansion for a while.
"How's the progress in the futures market recently?" Zhu Wencong asked Lu Yanqi.
"Everything is under control, it's just that our rivals are a bit too greedy; they've almost made a mess of the market.
We've wanted to join them in reaping the harvest several times, but doing so would definitely expose us, so we gave up.
Everyone knows it's a long-term and tedious job, and everyone has long been mentally prepared.
Of course! A few who couldn't bear it were taken care of by your people, boss," Lu Yanqi reported.
