Chapter 373: Entering the Game (Second Update)_1

If there's one word to describe Sun Hua's mood at that moment, it would certainly be "ecstatic."

Having arrived in the capitalist lands of North America, he finally lived in a big villa, savored authentic Wagyu beef, rinsed his mouth with shark fin soup daily, and led a carefree life.

His brilliance stemmed from making the right choice at the right time, which was to fleece the domestic leeks and then skip town.

As the founder of Hot Dog Coin, he had no faith in the future of decentralized currency—it was merely a tool for shearing leeks in his eyes, and one that could be used inexhaustibly at that, continuously providing him with a source of leeks.

He knew his reputation stank, but then, this circle was like a giant dung pit, with countless people stinking worse than him. As long as he could keep providing the technology, he would be the darling of capital, remaining in vogue endlessly.