Having spent Christmas in San Francisco, Zhu Wencong immediately received numerous party invitations from his capitalist friends.
Zhu Wencong's investment choices hadn't missed the mark all year, which was a deadly temptation for the capitalists.
Everyone wanted to hear Zhu Wencong's wealth-sharing insights and know about the direction of next year's investments.
Zhu Wencong rejected all of them, as he no longer needed to curry favor with high society and maintain a noble price tag.
Unless invited by a big-shot, he chose to decline across the board, without giving any favors.
"Then why are we going to visit Malik today?" Su Yanqiao couldn't help asking.
"He said he has some good stuff prepared for us, why wouldn't we take that real silver and gold for free?" Zhu Wencong knew Malik's bad habits.
Su Yanqiao remembered that Malik had given her pure gold jewelry the first time, and jewelry the second time.