Upgraded the cabin, Chen Cheng closed the sliding door.
Without the company of Tong Jialu and Xia Yubing, this tranquility unexpectedly provided him with space for deep thought, allowing him to carefully plan the upcoming trip to Tokyo.
Holding Mei Xiang's contact information in China, WeChat messages disappeared without a trace, creating some unease in his heart.
However, on second thought, the LINE account provided by Wen Shulin, the detailed address of Xingye Products, and the exact location of Mei Xiang's home, gave Chen Cheng a glimmer of hope.
As the plane flew smoothly through the clouds, Chen Cheng's thoughts were turbulent, unable to settle.
Yet amidst this turmoil, the only bright spot in his heart was the ever-growing pool of capital.
The twenty billion that arrived yesterday brought him nearly one hundred and forty million in interest overnight. The speed and amount made him profoundly feel the shock brought by the accumulation of wealth.
