At Xu Dong's Night Sum Club.
In his perennial VIP Room 888, where he entertained honored guests.
A CEO had specially crafted a golden Pixiu and placed it on the dining table.
Xu Dong, unfazed, smoked his cigarette and, with his legs crossed, looked at the obsequious CEO and wondered, "I remember your Lafang Company only produces shampoo, right? Why are you thinking of venturing into cosmetics?"
The CEO who gifted him the golden Pixiu was none other than Mr. Wen, the chairman of the domestic Lafang Group.
He smiled and said, "As for technology, currently, the five hottest cosmetics companies in the country also don't have their own technology, yet they're still profiting handsomely."
Xu Dong laughed.
The other CEOs sitting beside him also laughed.
These individuals were entrepreneurs specifically looking to expand in Jiangcheng, all significant capital holders with the status of chamber of commerce chairman from Xu Dong's native place.
