Zhu Wencong finally got his big break, not realizing until then that Zhu Wencong had arrived in Omaha.
A city only needs one giant conglomerate, and then it can sleep easy without worrying about tax revenue.
While Mr. Mayor didn't value Zhu Wencong, Mr. Governor did value him a lot; after all, he was carrying the burden of an entire state, not just one city.
"Mr. Z, you're even younger than what the newspapers say!" Eneco exclaimed in admiration.
"I wonder if it's true that Mr. Z from the newspapers invested ten million or if it's false?
It seems you haven't actually put out ten million in funds, but you should be able to easily come up with a few million, right?" Eneco was very anxious.
Zhu Wencong realized he had come prepared with thorough research on his background and wasn't unprepared at all.
Eneco, looking at Zhu Wencong lost in thought, suddenly remembered he hadn't offered any benefits yet; of course, he wouldn't speak without them.