Economic Development Zone.
Fan Wanli was working in his office.
Suddenly.
The office door was pushed open from the outside without any notification or permission.
"You go out first."
Fan Wanli looked up and, upon clearly seeing who barged in, dismissed his nervous secretary.
"Young Master Zhou, what brings you here today?"
Fan Wanli didn't show anger, instead he stood up to greet him warmly. For a deeply established local entrepreneur like him to act this way, the visitor's identity, needless to say, was remarkable.
Zhou Shaohua.
For the grassroots people of Sha City, perhaps he was not well-known, but his contribution to Green Land's development to its current scale was indispensable.
For those plots that made Green Land a fortune, without his strong support, their fate would have been uncertain.
What made him so capable?
The leading figure governing Sha City, who also bore the surname Zhou, was his aunt. Is that enough?
"Chairman Fan, we've got trouble."
