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"I hear your family has recently established a cotton processing factory in San Francisco?" Edwin asked Wei Zanyan in a one-on-one conversation.
"Just a small venture by the family! How can it compare with Mr. Edwin, the industrial tycoon of San Francisco?
If our family business has caused any inconvenience to you, please do tell me directly, and I'll handle it.
We're all just small businessmen who know nothing but to earn a hard-earned living.
We've never thought about making big bucks or monopolizing the market, we've always kept things simple and straightforward," Wei Zanyan responded.
Edwin gave a faint smile. Asians indeed posed no threat, he just wanted to know if this was Zhu Wencong's idea.
Verbally disclaiming participation in the industry, while secretly maneuvering their own people behind the scenes.
It seems now that it was just an arrangement by Wei Zanyan's family, not influenced or controlled by Zhu Wencong.