"I apologize for being late!" Zhu Wencong entered the elegant room with Wang Yuejie, and the Jin Shang all stood up to bow respectfully.
It was already a great honor for Zhu Wencong to come; everyone had thought he wouldn't, given that his business concepts clashed with theirs.
The Jin Shang focused more on their own profits and losses, while Zhu Wencong needed to care for the people's interests, which the Jin Shang found puzzling.
Even the Qing Emperor didn't care about the people's fate; what Zhu Wencong was doing seemed futile unless he ultimately chose to become Emperor.
Zhu Wencong sat in the main seat, Wang Yuejie on the right side, looking at the Jin Shang, who, deep down, feared imperial power.
"You should all be partners of Jiuding, right? Jiuding has long dominated cotton and wheat trading in the East, and we appreciate your support of Jiuding Agriculture," Zhu Wencong began.
