Accompanying Zhou Bai's narration, intelligence continuously waned. The likes of Yan Shan in front of him felt as if they were hearing about a future paved with gold, a shortcut to wealth.
"Is this the golden future, then?" Zhou Bai patted Qian Wangsun on the shoulder, who immediately said, "This is just the beginning. Once we have earned enough capital, then we can gather funds again, expand production, open a branch in Donghua City after expanding, and then expand further and open another branch in Beihai City.
Once we have branches in the four major cities, we'll split the branches and continue to fundraise.
At that time, money will generate more money, and buying the Heavenly Court isn't impossible."
Yan Shan exclaimed in shock, "Buying the Heavenly Court?" Those four words seemed to carry a magical force, directly rendering the gods present dazed as if drunk, their eyes brimming with boundless longing.
