"Ah, it's all about investment. My grandpa has become the village chief of Heiwan again, and doesn't the Heiwan renovation need money? I'm going to see if Fatty Jin and the others are interested!" Li Xiaobao said as he and Wu Fengqing got into the car.
By the time the two arrived in Dongyang, it was just past ten, but United Hotel was still booming. Although Wu Fengqing was tempted by Li Xiaobao's suggestion to get Fatty Jin to invest in Heiwan, he thought it over and decided against it.
After all, he and Li Xiaobao had made a good profit from their joint investment in Baima Village. If he got involved in Heiwan's affairs, Fatty Jin would surely want to meddle in Baima's business.
It was better for everyone to stay out of each other's way, that way things might be better.
"Xiaobao, Old Wu, what brings you here?" As Li Xiaobao and Wu Fengqing entered the lobby of United Hotel, Fatty Jin greeted them with a beaming smile.
"Isn't it the New Year? We came to check on you guys!"
