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Recently, Zhu Wencong had personally taken charge of the bank, directing his people to enter the stock market.

Once the stock market had recovered, the potential of industry had once again exploded, with factories in San Francisco springing up one after another.

Making money in business often meant overcrowded conditions, everyone competing frantically for market share.

The bankers went crazy handing out loans, and a large amount of capital flowed into the industrial market, thus elevating the total industrial output.

Zhu Wencong was very envious of America's thriving industry, so full of vitality and fighting spirit.

"Boss… your telegram!" Luo Xueqing came over with a telegram.

"Who is it? Malik? Damn! He's been ambushed!" Zhu Wencong, looking at the brief content of the telegram, was stunned for a moment.

"I told him to be cautious, and yet he pulled this stunt!" Zhu Wencong complained.